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

Isbella turned her head at the loud whimper, face turning blood red as her jaw dropped. Squeezing the beastly dogs face a little more as she forced her mouth shut again. Holy shit that was hot! And she didn't even have to command her pet into the outfit! Slowly she pushed the dog away from her, rolling over into her mound of ruffled pillows and blankets with a soft groan of pain. Leaning up slightly so she could look over Chelsea from her spot on the bed. Trying not to pant like a horny dog as she held her arms open, making grabbing motions at Chelsea like a small child would when they wanted to be picked up and held.
 
Chelsea smirked to herself at Isbella's reaction, turning to hop farther away from her -- not the easiest task with your ankles bound and in heels. She turned her head over her shoulder and batted her eyelashes before shaking her ass at the girl and started to hop farther away, teasing Isbella to come get her as she made her way to the door -- the tight skirt riding further up her hips as she went.
 
The brunette blushed deep red at the show before her, Chelsea's breasts bouncing, shirt riding up, all of it was too much for the older girl as she forced herself off the bed, her knees cracking when she stood. Pain coursing through her body till she mounted the large dog beside her, smirking as she made the beast barely walk forward. Easily keeping up with the hopping pet. Isbella just as easily groping Chelsea's ass from her spot on the animal's back.
 
Chelsea mmphed beautifully as Isbella played with her ass, hopping down the hallway inch by inch as they played the game of cat and mouse, continuing to try to evade her Mistress' wanting fingers while she contemplated what the girl was planning to do to her once she decided to actually catch her. Soon she'd made herway to the stairs, stopping and leaning with her back to the wall upon realizing she was trapped. The little blond nurse looked up to Isbella, batting her eyelashes at her and whimpering softly.
 
The older girl let a smirk grow across her face as she finally cornered her prey, leaning forward a bit to softly fondle of pet's large breasts. Cupping them in her hands as her fingee brushed over Chelsea's nipples through the shirt she was wearing. Quickly feeling them grow hard from her actions. " Such a naughty nurse~" Isbella purred, giving a soft groan of pain as she pulled the blonde into her lap, kicking the beastly dog she was riding gently in the flank so it would walk. The trio heading back to the bedroom.

Isbella couldn't keep her hands off Chelsea as they went back to the room, the brunette placing a hand on Chelsea's thigh, stroking the soft skin with her thumb causing the naughty nurse's skirt to ride up even more. Which in return led Isbella to giggle as she kissed the blonde's neck. Nipping the delicate skin.

Soon enough the three made it back to the room, Isbella moving herself and Chelsea to the unmade bed before shooing her ride. The large animal huffing before leaving as told, the beast trained well enough to even shut the door.
 
(heheh just an fyi, Chelsea's breasts arn't that big :p)

Chelsea moaned softly through her gag, laying her head against Isbella's shoulder as they rode back to the room.
The little nurse squirmed when placed on the bed, refusing to play easy as her Mistress started to toy with her, although she froze in her tracks when Isbella's lips met her skin, letting out another soft moan before shaking herself free and hopping away playfully, finding herself stuck in a corner of the room as she turned to face the woman eyes wide in mock fear and lust.
 
(Whoops. XD lol, sorry.)

Isbella smirked once again as she watched her pet scurry to the corner. Licking her lips as the predator stared down her prey. Green eyes filled with extreme lust as she pushed herself off the bed. Crossing her arms over her chest as she walked towards Chelsea, breasts bouncing with every step. "Now, now, am I going to have to handcuff you to the bed, Naughty girl~?" The older teen purred, leaning forward the grasp her once again cornered pet. Groping that fine ass the brunette loved all too much, tongue trailing up the side of Chelsea's neck.
 
Chelsea looked up at Isbella with wide, innocent eyes, fluttering her lashes at the woman. A soft muffled moan escaped her gagged lips as she turned around, rubbing her butt onto Isbella, taunting her. Her eyes looked up hard at a leather crop hanging from a hook on the wall, blushing, she looked back to her mistress and fluttered her long lashes again. Chelsea couldn't explain it exactly but she desperately wanted the girl to tease and toy with her, and she was getting incredibly turned on by the power she gave her Mistress. She leaned back against the woman, offering a soft, lustful moan into her ear.
 
Isbella followed her pet's sight, smirking when she saw the crop and blush growing on Chelsea's face. "Or maybe I should just whip you instead~?" The girl taunted, letting her hands slither down the blonde's body to her thighs, smooth hands slowly traveling back up as Isbella started rubbing circles on Chelsea's hips with her thumbs, the brunette groaning when her pet grinded against her.

The teen was a lot more naughty than she had originally thought, but of course she didn't mind that. Nor did she mind when Chelsea turned around and moaned directly into her ear, sending shivers up her spine and a blush to grow across her face. Fuck this girl was hot.

Grinning with a wild idea Isbella reached up with one hand and snagged the crop off the wall, lightly tapping it against her pet's ass as she turned her around, slowly leading her back to the bed. Sher was going to tease this girl till she begged for her.
 
She purred, as best she could while gagged, her tummy doing flip flops and every part of her body tingling with excitement, another moan making its way past her gag as she shook her ass at Isbella again and moaned beautifully as she squirmed in her bindings, trying to taunt her Mistress.

She turned her head to catch the girls eyes and held her gaze, offering a moan and a whimper, like a puppy begging softly. She'd never acted like this towards anyone before, never even close. But she was finding that more and more she seemed to trust this girl in a way that had never happened with another person in her life before.
 
Isbella couldn't hide the blush on her face, it was too bright to hide as she pushed the girl down on their bed, softly grinding against the younger teen's ass. "So naughty~" Isbella purred against Chelsea's ear, her hand gripping the crop while she trailed it up her pet's thigh. Licking the shell of her ear seductively.
 
(Sooo.... hrm... I almost had the idea of her Master interrupting this -- but um I think I'll save that for after the kinky sex time, maybe while Chelsea is still tied -- pretty sure Isbella would hate that.... maybe he'll decide to experiment on the two a bit)

Chelsea moaned, arching her back at the sensations of her Mistress' tongue against her ear, and ground herself against the bed desperately. Her skirt had ridden up to her hips, leaving her covered in only a skimpy white thong as Isbella ground against it.
 
(I'm not really into MxF. But he can watch or 'study' the two of them as he may say.)

The older girl chuckled softly, sliding her hand down Chelsea's body to her firm ass. Groping it roughly as she sucked on her pet's neck. Her hand going down further to press her palm against the blonde girl's core, softly grinding her hand against the wet area. Her sneaky fingers moving Chelsea's thong out of the way to prod the tip of her digit in Chelsea's slit.
 
(hmmmm..... idea building on a scene we had earlier.... what if he had Isabella tied up and whipped the two of them as she pleased Chelsea? Perhaps out in the open and everyone else watching the two of them? Chelsea'd feel awful and be humiliated after a show like that)

Chelsea moaned desperately, arching her back as she felt her Mistress fingers slither into her awaiting core. Her eyes flew open, falling upon a figure standing my the doorway, grinning at her mischievously. The girls face turned deep red immediately, mmphinh about, starting to actually struggle against her bindings. She wasflailing on the bed, and scooted away again, much as she did when she was teasing Isbella, but her mmphinh was frantic and scared as the man walked closer to the bed, placing a hand against Isbella's head stroking her as he spoke. "Well, well. well, you seem to be having fun." You could hear the smirk in his voice.
 
(Lol, alright. I can do that. :) )

Isbella growled when Chelsea escaped her grasp again, irritated slightly till she saw her master in the doorway. Flashing a sign of fear before shaking it off. Standing up straight, dusting herself off, and watching the man. Memories of the night before appearing in her mind causing her ass to throb. "Yes." She said truthfully, backing up to cover Chelsea. "So what may I do for you...,Master?"
 
He grinned, putting his arm around her and pulling her away from her pet and walked her towards the door. "Don't worry now, you'll have your fun soon enough." he said looking back flash Chelsea a grin that made her blood run cold as he flicked off the lights and shut the door, leaving her alone, bound and helpless in the dark.

Chelsea wasn't sure how much time had passed as she lay helpless, horny and frightened tied down on the bed. She was whimpered, and trembling in her bound state, becoming more and more upset as each moment passed without Isbella returning to free her. What if he kept her occupied all night? What was he doing to her? Was he hurting her? Would they forget about Chelsea tied up helpless like this?

Eventually the door cracked open, Chelsea squirmed and mpphed desperately for Isbella, anxious to be free, before her eyes met the man again, now without Isbella in toe. "Mpppphh!" she screamed, a shiver running down her entire body at the sight of him alone. What was going on? Where was her Mistress? What was he doing?

Isbella's Master said not a word as he wiped down the small girl shivering helplessly on the bed, cleaning up the mess she'd made before untieing her ankles and wrists, easily handling Chelsea's struggles as he twisted her arms behind her back and tied them off again as well as her ankles before cutting off the remainder of her outfit. He jabbed at her ass quickly with a crop before standing her up and pointing to the door. "Go." he ordered, leaving the girl little choice but hop in the direction he wanted.

He lead Chelsea down the hall and into the basement, she moaned worriedly upon finding Isbella on her knee's chained to the floor by her ankles and wrists, a thick leather collar locked around her neck. Before her sat an odd sort of restrainment device, and she barely had time to take it all in before her ankles and arms got released, barely giving her a moment to focus before she was strapped down, her arms and legs spread out in a X. Isbella sat on her knees, chained down and muzzled right in front of her.

Chelsea's eyes darted around the room terrified, noticing a series of camera's and microphones around them, and a live feed featuring the two girls upon some screens nearby.
 
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