don't think I want that, Anna. What else can you offer me?" I ask, squatting beside her, one hand running over the smooth skin of her back, slowly making my way to that perfect centerfold ass.
"Offer?" she says, her eyes big and begging.
"Yes, what else can you offer, Anna?"
"I - I can be a horny bitch, Mistress," she finally stammers after a long pause, her face flushed.
"I'd like that, Anna," I say. "My own horny bitch, yes?"
"Yes, Mistress," she stammers.
"A cockhungry and obedient bitch, right?"
Nodding sadly, I watch her swallow back her tears.
"I can't hear you, pet," I say, disapprovingly.
"Your cockhungry and obedient bitch," Anna manages to force out, almost choking on the hurt and anger that is clearly written on her beautiful face.
"You'll hate it, though," I whisper in her ear. "Won't you?"
"Yes, Mistress," she says and for a moment I suspect she is about to beg me again for mercy. Lucky for her, she doesn't.
"That's alright, Anna," I whisper. "You'll pretend you'll love it, though, right? Just to make me happy."
"I will, Mistress," she says, a shudder running through her when my hand grabs her ass tight.
"Good, pet," I say, slapping her ass hard, loving the shriek I get as a reward. "Now let’s go to your room and see if there is anything decent for you to wear. Lead the way, bitch."
"Yes, Mistress," Anna meekly says. Watching her rise, I ask her what the fuck she thinks she is doing. Startled, she tells me she is doing what I told her to. Standing up straight myself, I give her a look that is a mixture of contempt and pity.
"Anna, Anna, Anna," I say, one hand going to the nipple of her left tit. Standing in front of her, I'm so much shorter and the knowledge that I am controlling this perfect Amazonian beauty sends another lustful throb through my pussy. "Maybe you are a dumb pet, after all. Maybe it would be good if you actually were a smart pet." Looking at me with a startled look in her eyes, I twist the pink nipple hard, the pain distorting her face in a grimace as a soft cry wells up from the back of her throat. "A bitch like you should crawl like all bitches do, don't you agree?"
"I'm sorry, Mistress," Anna says, already dropping quickly to her knees.
"Now stop wasting time and lead the way, dumb cow!" For good measure I slap her ass as hard as I can and realize I really enjoy doing it. That bitch will have her ass spanked on a daily basis from now on, I promise myself, watching her crawl ahead of me.
As expected, there isn't really anything in her closet that is to my liking. The best I can get is a blouse that I have her put on and tie tight just below her tits, showcasing her flat stomach. Without a bra and with the top four buttons undone, she is showing enough cleavage to make it passable clothing for a pet. I have her put on a black skirt that is too wide and touches her knees and tell her that it'll be the last time she'll wear it. "From now on, you'll dress in an appropriate way for a horny bitch, Anna." A pair of flat shoes and we are ready for our shopping spree. "Go get your wallet," I say and follow her out of the bedroom. "I bet it is a relief not to wear those silly panties and that bra anymore," I say, watching her struggle down the stairway on all fours. “From now on, panties and a bra are a thing of the past, Anna.”
"Yes, Mistress," Anna says and from the sound of it, she is dreading it. Good. “Thank you, Mistress.”
I can tell just from the sound of her voice that she is already worried what that means for her concretely. Smart pet. She would be stupid not to be worried. I plan that, before the day is over, she will look back on that shoot as a walk in the park. Hit hard and hit fast is the motto I've adopted to break her in. Goodbye Mrs. Kelly of old and welcome Anna the Bitch-Slut.
"Now let's go and get you a collar and a leash," I say, horror spreading across her face, when we reach the front door. "We'll take your car and I'll even let you walk to it. What
"Offer?" she says, her eyes big and begging.
"Yes, what else can you offer, Anna?"
"I - I can be a horny bitch, Mistress," she finally stammers after a long pause, her face flushed.
"I'd like that, Anna," I say. "My own horny bitch, yes?"
"Yes, Mistress," she stammers.
"A cockhungry and obedient bitch, right?"
Nodding sadly, I watch her swallow back her tears.
"I can't hear you, pet," I say, disapprovingly.
"Your cockhungry and obedient bitch," Anna manages to force out, almost choking on the hurt and anger that is clearly written on her beautiful face.
"You'll hate it, though," I whisper in her ear. "Won't you?"
"Yes, Mistress," she says and for a moment I suspect she is about to beg me again for mercy. Lucky for her, she doesn't.
"That's alright, Anna," I whisper. "You'll pretend you'll love it, though, right? Just to make me happy."
"I will, Mistress," she says, a shudder running through her when my hand grabs her ass tight.
"Good, pet," I say, slapping her ass hard, loving the shriek I get as a reward. "Now let’s go to your room and see if there is anything decent for you to wear. Lead the way, bitch."
"Yes, Mistress," Anna meekly says. Watching her rise, I ask her what the fuck she thinks she is doing. Startled, she tells me she is doing what I told her to. Standing up straight myself, I give her a look that is a mixture of contempt and pity.
"Anna, Anna, Anna," I say, one hand going to the nipple of her left tit. Standing in front of her, I'm so much shorter and the knowledge that I am controlling this perfect Amazonian beauty sends another lustful throb through my pussy. "Maybe you are a dumb pet, after all. Maybe it would be good if you actually were a smart pet." Looking at me with a startled look in her eyes, I twist the pink nipple hard, the pain distorting her face in a grimace as a soft cry wells up from the back of her throat. "A bitch like you should crawl like all bitches do, don't you agree?"
"I'm sorry, Mistress," Anna says, already dropping quickly to her knees.
"Now stop wasting time and lead the way, dumb cow!" For good measure I slap her ass as hard as I can and realize I really enjoy doing it. That bitch will have her ass spanked on a daily basis from now on, I promise myself, watching her crawl ahead of me.
As expected, there isn't really anything in her closet that is to my liking. The best I can get is a blouse that I have her put on and tie tight just below her tits, showcasing her flat stomach. Without a bra and with the top four buttons undone, she is showing enough cleavage to make it passable clothing for a pet. I have her put on a black skirt that is too wide and touches her knees and tell her that it'll be the last time she'll wear it. "From now on, you'll dress in an appropriate way for a horny bitch, Anna." A pair of flat shoes and we are ready for our shopping spree. "Go get your wallet," I say and follow her out of the bedroom. "I bet it is a relief not to wear those silly panties and that bra anymore," I say, watching her struggle down the stairway on all fours. “From now on, panties and a bra are a thing of the past, Anna.”
"Yes, Mistress," Anna says and from the sound of it, she is dreading it. Good. “Thank you, Mistress.”
I can tell just from the sound of her voice that she is already worried what that means for her concretely. Smart pet. She would be stupid not to be worried. I plan that, before the day is over, she will look back on that shoot as a walk in the park. Hit hard and hit fast is the motto I've adopted to break her in. Goodbye Mrs. Kelly of old and welcome Anna the Bitch-Slut.
"Now let's go and get you a collar and a leash," I say, horror spreading across her face, when we reach the front door. "We'll take your car and I'll even let you walk to it. What
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