When I wake up on saturday, it's just before 10am. My boyfriend and Dom has apparently already gotten up, but he has laid something out for me in the bedroom. There's a chair with a costume on it next to my side of the bed as an unmissable invitation. I already know the costume. It's a new passion of my boyfriend's that he's recently taken up and, for better or worse, I'm with him. It is a dog costume. There are attachments for my arms and legs, which attach the lower arm and lower legs to the upper arms and thighs so that I can only move around on my elbows and knees. At least there are pads for the elbows and knees, so moving around is still cumbersome and awkward, but not unbearable. The rest of the costume is a fluffy suit that transforms me into a light brown bitch, but leaves out the area between my legs, my breasts and my head. There are also a pair of dog ears to attach and a tail that emerges from an anal plug.

About an hour later, I'm sitting in the car in a box in the trunk of my friend's jeep. I had expected to wear the costume at home, as I have done the last few times. But this time it's different. As my arms and legs are shortened by the bandages, I can't see out of the window to find out where we're going. I'm nervous and anxious. I actually trust my boyfriend, but now I'm worried about what he has planned for me today. After about 40 minutes, we pull into a parking lot. The trunk opens. I look across a courtyard to a kind of farmhouse. A sign is clearly legible on the wall: "Veterinary practice Dr. Kosovic". My breath catches.

Kinks: Medical examinations / Medical procedures / Medical language / Medical instruments, Power imbalance, Degradation / Embarrassment / Exposure / Humiliation / Fear / Nervousness, Pain / Uncomfortable procedures, BDSM / Sadism

Limits: sex, porn-like action, insults (usually), vomit