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A new Pet, for a Pet. (Skatergirl122 x Wolfy)

*shifty eyes*

Chelsea's hands flew to her mouth at the sight of the poor animal, running to it's side and kneeling, uncoiling the chain from the poor beasts neck before throwing it aside with a clunk. She paid the men no mind now, checking over the poor dog carfully. "Are you ok?" she whispered softly stroking his fur. The mutt reached up and licked her face once before taking off down the hall and around a corner. Chelsea looked after it blinking, completely confused. The event gave just enough time for one of the men to reach her and yank her up from the floor, pinning her up against the wall by her arms, her feet dangling above the floor.

She let out a whimper as the man berated the poor girl for letting the mutt free, asking her who she thought she was anyway, and gripping her so tight it hurt. The man looked at the collar around her neck, eyeing wording on the tags.

"You're Isabella's new mutt I see?" he said with a light sneer, followed by a laugh as he let her go, she fell to the floor with a thud. "Well your little Mistress isn't around to protect you right now is she?" he whispered with a evil grin, shaking her roughly before dropping her to the floor and turning to walk off after the mutt. "Don't get in my way again little girl. I don't care who you belong to - you won't like the consequences."

Chelsea shook like a leaf on the ground as she tried to calm herself down and catch her breath, heart thundering like a jackhammer. One of the men turned around and let out a loud cat call at the sight of her thong and round cheeks. Startled, she sprang to her feet, face on fire as she ran off down the hall, and into another room, shutting it and locking the door. She heaved heavily against the wooden frame, trying to calm herself. It took her a half hour to finally put herself back together.

Looking around the room she realized she was in an fancy office of some sort, bookcases adorned the walls, along with a row of files upon files, a large professional desk and leather chair, tons of stuff. Heart still hammering, curiosity took over for a moment and she made her way to the desk, sliding into the leather chair and pulling open one of the drawers. Files. Lots and lots of files. She began to look through them all, one by one, trying to get some sort of idea as to what situation she now found herself in.
 
The two men were laughing and making stupid jokes as they followed the dog. The paused with utter horror in their eyes as the saw Isbella staring atraight at them. She smirked. "I do believe my lil pet would be a pure bred. Not a mutt unlike you two." Her smirk grew as she watched them back up slightly. "Y-ya heard that?". "Of course. Now both of you get out of this manor and go fucking buy me a polar bear." The look on both of the men's faves were priceless as they had no idea what Isbella was talking about. "LEAVE! and don't you dare come back until I get a damn polar bear!". Both of the men scurried off and out of the mansion. They had no clue what to do now but they knew they would die if they went back inside.

Isbella never joked. She had earned the ranking in this house and if it was to be lowered by a small servent she had no trouble with tossing them out on the streets.

She sighed as she made her way to the kitchen. Tossing stuff down on the counter as she looked to her right to see a shivering dog in the corner. "What the hell?" Her eyes ran over the down and grimaced. If she got completely pssed she would yell at a dog. But she hated the thought of abusing one. She grabbed some bread off the table and threw it to the animal. Watching it gulp ot down in less than 2 bites made her furious. She grabbed another slice of the fancy bread and dropped it on the floor to the dog before stomping off to go kick someone's ass. This wasn't going to slide by as nothing. This really pissed her the hell off.

(I want a polar bear.....XDDD)
 
Chelsea had spent more than an hour in the office, her frustration only growing as the time passed. None of this looked useful. She knew whoever owned this must be very rich, but she could have gathered that by just the building itself. Her eyes were strained as an hour passed, then two. What was going on with these people? How the hell could everything be so... normal, and yet not? No landlines. Computer access blocked. No cell she could find. No way to call anyone who might help her, but even if she did, she hadn't a clue on how to tell them where or how she came to be here.

She shouted in frustration, scattering the papers before pounding the desk with a thump. "Urg!"she shouted loudly, her voice echoing in the room before she started searching again. Gah all this reading in dim light was hurting her eyes, and the events of the day had still taken a toll on her, drugged sleep isn't the most restful, and before Chelsea knew it, she'd completely passed out on the desk.

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(They'll nom nom you! -- then again so will wolves. Lucky I'm rather tame. :p) (I thought it might be interesting if Isabella caught her passed out in her masters office study, having gotten into his paperwork. Let Isabella know upfront Chelsea was mischievous and curious :p Also I don't want her to find Isabella's files yet :p to early, maybe she'll sneak back in here one night to try and find it -- and possibly get caught then as well ;) )
 
Isbella wiped her hands off on her clothes as she pushed her hands before her hand and sighed. Walking down one of many corridors slowly. She had given the person who should have been treating the dogs well and who should've been feeding them hell. She left them with two black eyes and a busted jaw. But she also left with a puppy. Aparently one of the female dogs had a litter a while back that she wasn't aware of. She couldn't reist the little thing when it waddle up to her. She had to pick it up and snuggle it. It was a caramel brown with dark almost black patches of fur on it's coat. It was utterly adorable. She had figured she would let Chelsea fool around with it or something. She carried the pup in her crossed arms as she walked past her master's office. Did she just hear the computer on? The looked at the door strangly before walking towards it and opening the door with fearful eyes. She saw Chelsea passed out on the desk but a first glance she had thought the girl was dead. She sigjed slightly when she saw her breathe. As Isnella's eyes started to adjust she saw paperwork scatter across the room. She growled slightly as she stomped over to the sleeping girl. " Wake the fuck up."

(Lol, is that good? XD I think I meantion a dog in just about every post. XD)
 
Chelsea gurgled, turning her head over once. A few moments later she snapped upright, knocking the chair over and falling to the floor with it, her skimpy outfit and petticoats flying up about her waist, giving Isbella a good look at her silky smooth legs peeking out from the tops of the thigh-highs and her plump curvy cheeks, protected only by the white thong around her waist.

"Isabella..." she mouthed, feeling her face warm at the memory of her slap from before. In her quest for more information she'd nearly forgotten about the woman. She stood upright, knocking the chair over as she backed away towards the wall. "W-what are you doing here?" she said, forgetting that this was her house, not Chelsea's. Her eyes darted to the puppy, she resisted the urge to ooooh and awww at it, it wasn't the time to let her guard down/
 
She had a face that looked murderous. Isbella wanted to beat the shit outta Chelsea. The only problem was she couldn't bring herself to move. She was terrifed. This room she was standing in.....so much had happened in this room......Her rage fell, but that didn't mean Chelseea wasn't going to be punished. She started backing up, towards the still open door. "You want this puppy? I got it for you~" she cooed.
 
Chelsea looked at her wearily, shocked at her sudden change in demeanor, still, as far as she could tell, the girl had done little to harm her. A little slap, nothing more, and considering how she'd been so helpless bound to the bed, her little big bad wolf could have done much more to harm little red, and it wasn't as if the room was locked or anything, she hadn't broken in. Her heart lifted at the sight of the little furball in her arms, defenses falling even more by the look of worry that had crossed her face as she looked about the room, Chelsea started moving forwards towards Isabella, even allowing herself a small smile. "A puppy?" she ventured softly, coming closer. "For me?" Chelsea had such a soft spot for dogs, having never been allowed to have one herself - and it wasn't as if she could get out of here right this minuet. A puppy at least might make her current situation slightly more manageable. Chelsea was at the door now, only a foot or two away from her.

"What's it's name?"
 
"Whatever you wanna call it." Isbella spoke softly. She kept backing up till she was out of the room. Just a few more steps and Isbella would strike. She drag Chelsea down the hall and fuck her brains out. Wait.....she had a better idea. She'd let her play with the bundle of fur in her arms for a bit. Let her defenses drop and then she'd get her. She'd let her hands and lips wander every single part of Chelsea's body till there was nothing left to discover.

She held the out the puppy towards Chelsea,"You wanna go play with it?" She asked with a smirk half smile. The small dog wiggled.around in Isbella's.grip. He looked.up at Chelsea.with his slightly odd colored blue eyes.and barked. Pawing at the.air in front of him.
 
"Awww..." Chelsea cooed, taking the small puppy in her arms as she walked up to the woman, not able to help her self. She turned around hugging the warm little ball of fur close to her body. "Your so freaking adorable!" she squealed kissing it on the head, pup barked and licked her on the face, causing the woman to giggle lightly.

The puppy barked again and squirmed in her arms before flopping to the floor, with Chelsea bending down to kneel next to it, roughing the little pups fur, unknowingly flashing Isbella in the process, her plump little cheeks reviled for the stranger to see, covered only with the scrap of material of her white thong. An unpleasant memory flashed in her head of the man before, and a larger dog than this cowering in the street to draw her out of her home. A sudden fearful chill ran through the bent over girls body, and it wasn't from her skantaly clad clothing.
 
"So do you like him?" Isbella questioned after she had licked her lips at Chelsea's thong. She wanted to ravish Chelsea so bad she was having a hard time not just doing it here in the hallway.

She sighed in defeat before she plopped down on then floor herself. She wraped her arms around her legs as she pulled them towards her. "Are you cold?"

Isbella watched the chill travel through Chelsea, and Isbella wasn't heartless. She waa going to treat her pet well if it did the same for her. "I can go grab you a jacket or something." But the strange part about this wasn't only she was being kind.....she was also talking like a normal girl. How odd was that?
 
Chelsea eyed Isbella wearily as the pup scampered off someplace letting out a joyful bark, allowing Chelsea to turn her attention back to the girl, now sitting across from her on the floor. "Isbella, right?"she asked, dropping her guard for a moment and allowing her body to relax. It didn't seem to her the girl was planing anything. She started to turn slowly in a circle, giving the room a closer inspection. That's right, she was in an office, looking for... well it didn't really seem to matter what she was looking for, she wasn't suspecting she'd get to finish right now. It didn't matter anyway, her temper had already flared up a bit as her hand twitched, wanting to feel the spot the girl had slapped her.

"Nice to meet you under more pleasant circumstances."she added sarcastically, shooting her a look. "How's your hand feeling by the way?" she let her lips curl into a smirk at the memory of biting her.
 
"Fine." Isbella said. She didn't even feel the bite anymore she had dealt with much more painful things before. The bite was nothing compared to what she had expericed. "By the way your going to start calling me mistress. Got it?" She stood up again, an evil look apearing on her face as she did so. She moved fast and grabbed Chelsea by her wrist and yanked her up. Looking her in the eyes with a deadly glare. "You're NEVER allowed to go in that room again. NEVER." Her grip tighten as she started to yell. She flung around quickly and started dragging Chelsea down the corridor.

Several maids and servents turned to look at the pair. They all seemed to look away as quickly
as their gazes meet. Were they scared or something?
 
Chelsea let out a yelp as she fell back on her ass and was dragged along by the wrist, a cold shiver ran through her bones at the glare Isbella shot her.
The pup ran around the two barking, and yelping joyfully, he wanted to play to, but after a moment of realizing no one was going to pay attention to him, he frowned, barking again and took off running down the hallway, to explore his new home.

"Help!" Chelsea yelled and pleaded with the people she was dragged by, none of them meeting her eyes in return. She pleaded with them as they dissapeared down the corridor, yelling and swearing at Isabella to let her go, but no matter how she struggled, she couldn't break the girls vise like grip. Chelsea was taken aback, and starting to get scared again, she'd never guessed the girl could be this strong. In a last ditch effort to get some control, the petite blond grabbed at a doorway they passed, gripping tight and refusing to let go as Isbella yanked on her arm.
 
"Let the fuck go dammit!" Isbella yelled as she yanked hard on Chelsea's arm. She growled seeing as she couldn't get the girl off. Time for plan B. Isbella looked down with a smirk as her free hand pressed itself on the frightened girls cheek surprisingly soft, turning her head so she could look at Isbella. She took the hand she had in her death grip and pressed it to her lips, sliding it in her mouth a sucking on it. The only way Chelsea would be able to get her off was to let go of the doorframe, and if she didn't let go of the door Isbella would have no problem with fucking her lil pet right in the hallway for all to see. Prehaps that would be her punishment....

The smirk only grew on her face as she watched Chelsea try to pull away. "Plobem?" She asked, muffled by the finger she was sucking.

(Hm...do you want that as punishmemt or just in private?)
 
Chelsea gulped as she felt the girls hand on her face, her eyes large frightened blue orbs, what did she think she was doing? "S-stop that!" she stammered, glancing around, some of the servants had thrown her curious glances, as if they expected this from Isbella. "Stop it!" she whimpered again, throwing her a pleading look. It was strange, Isbella was gripping her wrist hard enough to start causing it to turn white, but the feeling of her let lips sucking on Chelsea's fingertips made the young girl shiver unexpectedly and she blushed embarrassed for this to be happening infront of all these strangers. "Alright, alight!"she pleaded, letting go of the doorway and allowing the woman to push her along ahead of her this time, her hand starting to throb from Isbella's grip.
 
Isbella let her mouth slid off the girl's finger slowly, her grip untightening slightly as she turned and started walking again. "That's a good girl~" she purred, before she finished their journey as she opened the door Chelsea was chained in previously. She pulled the helpless girl in and shut the door with her foot. She smirked seeing as a maid had already came in and made the bed and fixed the chains and placed them beside the bed. A cuff on each bedside table. She pulled up Chelsea rather slowly this time, holding her close to her body as she released her grip on her prey's hand. She watched Chelsea's eyes with her own as she licked her lips.

"What's in the basket, little red?" Isbella asked as she motioned to the picnic basket on the bed.

(Lol. XD it had to be done. But put whatever you want in it. Toys....food...I don't care. Lol)
 
(well considering she was going on a date.... ;)

Chelsea gulped, her ears burning red as she was forced to look Isbella in the eye, entrapped in her arms. A deep blush filled her cheeks as her eyes glanced to the container. Tonight hadn't just been a date for her, it had been an anniversary for her and her boyfriend, and Chelsea had decided to indulge in one of his requests. Namely sex. But not just any sex. He'd wanted to explore a kinkier side of sex for the two, and Chelsea had decided to begrudgingly oblige, the basket held a pair of red fuzzy handcuffs, and a red bandana for a gag -- along with a bottol of wine all for after the party. Eying Isbella's corset and grey wolf ears on her head it was obvious she found enjoyment in the big bad wolf persona and Chelsea didn't really want to indulge her.

Before she could answer, Chelsea caught sight of something she hadn't seen before. "I-is that a cage?" she asked her voice shakey as she pointed to the steel black box bolted to the ground. It was to big for the dog, but two small for a human to stand up in, she shivered as she saw a bowl in the corner with writing she couldn't yet make out -- although she had a feeling she knew what name was on the thing.
 
(Lol ;3)

Isbella leaned forward, pressing Chelsea closer to her as she pressed her forehead to her's. "Yes. It is, darling. And I'll make you a deal." She purred. Licking her lips as she stared at Chelsea's. "If you cooperate with me I'll let you stay with me tonight but if you refuse and protest....you'll have to stay in the cage till I see fit.". She explained. The whole time she had been pushed Chelsea towards the bed. By now they both hit the rim of the mattress.

In a quick motion Isbella pressed her lips to the frightned girl's. It wasn't sloppy or demanding, rather soft as if it was....a test? She pushed down her prey so that she was now laying on the bed, her head by the basket from earlier.
 
(rawr)

Chelsea squirmed under the woman's body, face heating up at the kiss, her eyes grew wide as a soft moan slipped into the others mouth. Frighted at the new feeling coursing through her body, she reacted by throwing her hands forward, palms up and pushing Isbella away from her, as she swallowed hard, her body shaking slightly. "S-stay away from me." she muttered, pulling her hand away from her lips almost as if she expected blood. She edged away from the bed, her eyes flying to the door. Quick as she could she tried to make a break for it, unfortunately this ment running right past the woman who just kissed her.
 
Isbella watched the girl run. She watched her bust out of the door and take off down the long corridor. She sighed softly. This was all too similar for her. Chelsea struggled just the same way she had when she was brought here. It made her think of how hard it was to be broken. How her master used the most horrid methods against her. She stood slowly. Dusting herself off before making her own way out of the door. Just as she turned she saw Chelsea start running down the stairs.

And that was as far as Isbella had made it. She had bolted down those same stairs long ago and got to the bottom before she was captured and dragged up the stairs to her horror. She was walking slowly taking her time till she heard Chelsea scream. She wasn't quite sure if Chelsea had fallen or she had ran into a guard. Maybe she even possible ran into one of the huge dogs that roamed the mansion. This time she lunged forward as she started running.

(What I mean by huge dog is like a mutant one. Like...it's covered in scars and is about...hm...I guess the size of one of the twilight wolves. XD Lol)
 
Chelsea was on the floor, arm up in-front of her to protect herself, how she couldn't tell. Growling and snarling a huge beast, snapped and barked at her. The thing was monstrous, and horrid looking, it reeking of needed a bath, but the way it smelled was the least of her concerns. The great brute hovered near her, drool sliding down its mouth in huge saliva trails as it snapped and barred it's teeth at her, eying the new prey with wide, intelligent eyes as large as her head.

A howl broke the stale mate as the dog Chelsea's been holding close bounded down the hall and lept between the two of them, barring it's fangs and snarling at the beast before it causing the monstrosity to pause, as if confused by this new addition to the problem. Chelsea's eyes wandered to the dog, then to the beast, as she cowered, she'd never been more frightened in her life.
 
Isbella almost tripped down the stairs in her dash to get to Chelsea. About the fifth to last stair though she actually fell. Her face slammed into the red carpet with some old timey flower design that covered the polished hardwood floor. You could hear the snap of bone against ground as Isbella fell. But it wasn't just the sound of her bone snapping. It was also her temper. In only a few moments she jumped up from the ground. Her eyes red and teary from the pain that she seemed to almost ignore.

"Get. The. God. Damn. Fuck. Off. Her." Isbella ordered. Her fists clenched as she stomped of to the trio on the ground. In her horrific rage she grabbed the beast by it's thick blackish fur and yanked it several times till it tumbled off Chelsea. Her hand reared back and slapped the monster across the face as if it was a simple servant. "Scam!" She yelled. In only a matter of seconds the huge dog ran off down the hall. Yelping like a puppy.

"Are you alright?" Isbella asked. She wasn't looking at her but at the beast that was stumbling down the corridor.
 
Chelsea was in near frantics after everything that had happened to her today, tears steamed down her face as she coughed and sputtered, terrified at the mutt that lumbered down the hall as if it had been scolded like a child by his mother. She coughed, and sputtered, trying to choke out words as her entire body trembled uncontrollably, arms holding on to her body tightly. The poor terrified girl whimpered and sputtered, seeming not to be able to take everything that was going on and before long she'd fainted from exhaustion or shock no one was sure, but her body tumbled to the ground, out cold.

(might be interesting if Isbella has Chelsea muzzled, chained and locked in a kennel in type cage in Isbella's room when she wakes up, as punishment for disobeying her, and causing her mistress to hurt herself, and she has to serve and wait on Isbella while she recuperates :p just a thought to see if you like, we can actually go pretty far into the 'pet' persona before they start actually forming a bond and relationship, maybe she finds she actually likes taking a hard line with Chelsea before a stronger bond forms -- oo maybe Isbella's stripped her down to just her undies so she can dress the girl when she wakes up :p)
 
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