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Subject: {ASSM} Cassiopeia : David and debbi 5/21 "number eleven"  Mf d/s bd ped inc
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Author: Cassiopeia
Title: David and Debbi : Number eleven.
Part: 5 of 21
Keywords: Mf, D/s, ped , inc


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WARNING!
This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to 
read this type of literature, or you are under age (Under 18 years old or 21 
in some areas) PLEASE CLOSE THIS FILE NOW! The author does NOT condone or 
encourage abuse of minors. Keep it in your head & off the streets. For 
fantasy only.
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Copyright 2006 Cassiopeia.  All rights reserved. Content may not be copied 
or used in whole or part without written permission from the author.

David and debbi, Part 5/21


Number eleven

It seemed strange to be wearing her shorts and t-shirt again, after almost a 
week of nakedness, but debbi was enjoying the journey.   They had stopped at 
large multi-chain hypermarket in the morning and filled two whole carts full 
of food and stuff, and David had bought lots of things in the DIY section.  
Then a couple of hours further down the road they had stopped again at a 
diner and had a great lunch and ice cream.

David was playing music on the radio and they sang along to songs they knew, 
and at about three in the afternoon debbi's head began to nod.  She woke 
suddenly as the truck came to a stop and she peered bleary-eyed in surprise 
through the truck window.  They were parked in a wide farmyard, the road a 
long way back down a wide track in the mirror behind them.  David climbed 
down from the truck and helped her down from the passenger seat, took her 
hand, and led her around the back of the farmhouse towards a large barn.  
debbi looked around curiously while David shouted a hello into the shadows.  
There was the sound of dogs barking in the distance.

A tall gangly man in denim coveralls came ambling out, pulling off his 
baseball cap and wiping his brow on his shirtsleeve.  debbi squeezed David's 
hand, as the man stared at her with dark shadowed deep-set eyes.  David 
introduced himself and they shook hands.

"You have my order?"

"Yep, sure do. You got the cash?"

"I want to see the goods first. And some assurance, or demonstration of the 
training you give."

"Sure. No problem." and then turning towards the barn with a shout over his 
shoulder, "May!!! You in there girl?"

After a moment, a small girl of about 9 years old in dungarees appeared in 
the open doorway, blond hair in braids over her shoulders, her feet bare, 
just a farmer's kid except for a thick dark leather collar around her neck, 
with steel studs all around it.
"May. Go get number `leven.  No collar"

The girl turned without a word and disappeared back into the darkness and 
the man spat into the dirt just by his scuffed and dusty boots.  debbi 
shrank back against David as the man's gaze settled on her again.

"Purdy little collar you got there, girly."

The Man sniggered as he saw debbi blush deeply and hide her head against 
David's side.  David put his arm around her but turned her away from his 
side.

"What do say to the gentleman debbi?  Where are your manners?"

debbi drew herself up a bit straighter, and whispered "Thank you Sir."

"Good girl." David squeezed her shoulder warmly and smiled down at her.

The man rubbed his hand over his bristled chin and put his cap back on, 
still looking at debbi, and tilted his head up to squint at David under the 
brim.  "I could make a discount if, iffen you do a deal."

"A deal?"

The man's eyes flicked down to debbi again and he put his hands into his 
pockets, rocking suggestively on his heels, pushing his hips forward a 
little.  David's mouth took on a slight snarling expression, and his eyes 
darkened. "No deal."  His hand tightened on debbi's shoulder and he held her 
protectively to his side, and the man shrugged.

May appeared in the doorway again with a sleek full-grown Doberman at her 
left hip, the dog standing proudly, his coat gleaming in the sunlight, 
bright-eyed and mouth slightly open, panting already in the heat.  debbie 
gasped at the beauty of the animal, and her eyes widened. The farmer 
instructed May to "show him off girl" and May walked across the yard, the 
dog close to her left side the whole time, following her every move with his 
eyes always on her, even when she changed direction suddenly.  Then May 
clicked her fingers and pointed to the ground, and the dog sat obediently.  
May walked back to the barn door with the dog watching her all the way from 
his sitting position, and then she turned, clicked her fingers again and the 
dog trotted over to her crossing behind her to stand again at her hip.

"He don't bark, unless as a warning.  And of course, he has had the special 
training... its all in the letter I sent you.  You get your money back if he 
ain't right.. No problem.  You know about Deke's dog, I know you got my name 
from him."

"Yes, I have seen Deke's dog, and he is well trained, or I wouldn't be 
here."

"Well, you have any trouble you just give me a call, but you won't.  I train 
the dogs myself. Breed `em myself.  Test  `em myself.  Don't I May?"  The 
man sniggered again.  "Go get a bag of chow May."

May nodded and turned back into the barn.

"You have to excuse May, she don't talk none."

"Your daughter?"

"My sister's child, we a very close family, very close." The man sniggered 
again.

"You happy with your order?" The man took his hands from his pockets and 
rubbed them together, obviously wanting his payment.   David took an 
envelope from his pocket and handed it to the man, who opened it and slowly 
flicked through the ten hundred dollar bills inside, nodded, and stuffed it 
into his coveralls.

May appeared in the doorway again clutching a large bag printed with a good 
quality brand name of pet food and handed it to David. She pulled a leather 
collar and leash from her pocket, the collar identical to the one she wore, 
and handed them to debbi with a quiet, slightly sad smile.  debbi took them 
with a soft "Thank you, we'll take care of him I promise." and suddenly 
hugged the girl who stood rigidly for a moment, and then hugged her back 
quickly. Then she stepped back, stared for a little, turned, and went back 
into the barn.

The man walked back to the truck with David and debbi and stood by the door, 
looking back at the dog still sitting where May had left him by the barn 
door.  "Girly, click your fingers and he'll come to you."

debbi turned, clicked her fingers and the dog trotted over, curling around 
behind her and standing by her left foot just as he had done with May. debbi 
dropped her hand to pat his back gently, the dark hair smooth and warm from 
the sun. debbi smiled and asked his name.

"He don't have no name, he's just number eleven. The number on his cage.  
You can call him anything you like. Just say his name every time you feed 
him and he'll get to know."

David opened the truck door and helped debbi climb up, passed the bag of 
food up and stowed it behind her seat, and then commanded the dog to jump up 
beside her feet and sit there, and he settled obediently on the floor in the 
spacious foot well under the dashboard. David closed the door as she buckled 
her seatbelt, and again shook hands with the farmer.

"If you change your mind about that deal...?", but David finished the 
sentence,  "...don't hold your breath.", and he strode around not smiling 
and climbed into the driver's seat, started the engine and steered the truck 
back towards the main road again.  The dog sat quietly by debbi's feet, her 
hand gently stroking his ears. debbi peered out through the window looking 
for May so she could wave, but there was no sign of her.  debbi sat quietly 
as they turned onto the highway. They drove on in silence for a while.

"Daddy, why can't May talk?"

David shook his head sadly, very aware of, and sharing, her mood.  "I don't 
know sweetheart, I don't know."

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Feedback welcome, your comments appreciated.    email to 
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