Best In Show

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"There are three main sections that will be judged when we're at Best In Show," Nicholas begin as he lets Ella suck on his finger. "And what the judges will be judging are appearance, talent, and obedience. You don't have to worry about the way you look yet, that's for another day. Today we'll be working on your talent and obedience."

Nicholas still keeps his finger in Ella's mouth that grown moist around the edges, a bit of saliva has even managed to drip from her lips and roll slowly down her chin. Nicholas chuckles at the sight. As Ella continues to suck, it has become apparent to her that doing this, sucking on Nicholas finger, isn't strange anymore. Actually the more that Ella sucks, the more she enjoys it, even though she's just sucking on a man's index finger.

Doing this makes something inside Ella stir, it stirs a part of her that's never been stirred before, a part of her that she didn't know that could be stirred, especially by Nicholas. But as Ella dwells on the thought, Nicholas might be the only person that can stir her in the way she's been stirred.

Then something happens, something that's never happened to Ella before.

She moans.

Ella didn't notice it at first, it came out so naturally that she didn't just do it once, or twice, but three times. However when the third moan comes out, that's when Nicholas takes his finger out of Ella's wet, desperate mouth.

He leaves her there panting like a dog before she wipes the saliva off her chin. Oh goodness, Ella thinks, maybe I am a pet.

"Before we get started on your talent, we have to put on your harness that you'll always wear when training and at competition," Nicholas tells her. "Now get up and stand in the middle of the room."

She goes to middle as Nicholas walks to the back wall. He takes a harness right in the middle of the wall and brings it to her.

"Lift your arms," Nicholas orders, and she does.

One arm at a time and soon one leg at a time, Nicholas slides the black leather harness onto Ella's body. It goes around her shoulders, her breast, her hips and her thighs, tightly, like a body belt. Having the harness on makes Ella feel like she's wearing her clothing wrong, like when your bra strap falls to the side, or your underwear falls down, that unsettling feeling takes over and she want to reach over and pull the harness to the right back. But the thing is is that the harness is in the right place, and Ella doesn't like that.

It also fees very revealing, and it is. None of the harness covers her private parts, just outlines around them.

"Good, very good." Nicholas pulls at the harness, making sure that it's on correctly. "Now for your collar."

He walks over to the left wall, grabbing a collar and bring it back to put on her. It's snug, and when Ella breathes, she feels somewhat restricted. Is this how dogs and cats feel? she thinks.

"Ella, you look like a true pet," Nicholas declares, proudly. He takes a step back, looking her up and down with an approving smile. "We can now get started on your talent. Go over to the chair and bend over."

Ella goes to the foldable chair, bending over like he said, putting her hands on the back of chair. Her legs are very numb from kneeling on the ground for a long, they feel like static, but not once did she notice or even feel the pain while she was sucking on Nicholas's finger. It's like everything went away when she was doing that.

As Ella waits, she carefully listens, hearing the area around her.

Nicholas has walked away to the right side of the room, she thinks she hears something from the table being moved or even grabbed.