"It means that we will have sex together when ever I want it... How ever I want it... I will decide if you wear clothes or not. I will decide when and if you eat."
"I am not a mutt." Chelsea whimpered, pulling weakly against her restrained again.
"What's next, going to have me eat out of a dog dish, and put me on a leash to show me off to your friends?" she muttered lowly, inbetween sobs. She didn't want to be this girls pet. She wanted to go back home, and curl up in her boyfriends lap like she should have been doing tonight anyway.