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A new Pet, for a Pet. ( sameo15 x wolfy)

She found it funny how she was all of a sudden quite, than she thought about it for a while. She than figured out her plan and sighed. Did she really think it would be so easy? But than she remembered what was in the food. A pill that would make her more compliant and make her subconsciously wanted to please her Mistress, which was her. The effects were almost imminently and if took often enough, it would make her feircly loyal. Also, it would make her A LOT more compliant when turned on, something would be more than useful in the future. To further in stall the pill, which also made the taker feel REALLY bad and angry with herself if she disappointed her Mistress, she said "If you are thinking of escaping, don't try it. You will surely fail. And when you fail, I'll be diapointed in you and will have to punish you." and with that, she fell asleep.
 
Chelsea frowned at Cristy's remarks, stilling and thinking on this, she suddenly didn't feel so sure of getting away again. She frowned and scratched her head, suddenly shaking her head to clear it and looking up at a clock. Holy crow, over two hours had passed already since Crusty had fallen asleep!

Chelsea blinked confused. No way.... the clock must be broken... had to be.... She'd no clue the poor girl had just spent two hours debating with herself on trying to escape her captivity or not. That's it. She had to get out. Now. With another glance at her sleeping mistress, Chelsea tiptoed to the door and tried to ease it open.
 
If she did manage to summon up all her will and defy her instincts to obey her, and open the front door, she would get caught by the and she would sadly have to punish her. Right now, as Chelsea was inches away from leaving, a part of her would be screaming "NO! Stay put for Mistress!" that was brought on by the pill.
 
Whimpering and shaking like a leaf, Chelsea's hands touched the doorknob, needing her other hand to hold it steady in order to slowly twist it, easing the door open.....

Suddenly a loud alarm went off causing the startled girl to scram and leap back covering her ears in fright, her heart raced like a jackhammer in her chest, stunned momentarily by the sound before slamming the door shut again. So caught off her guard by the sound, it hadn't even occurred to her that Cristy would have been awoken by such a racket.
 
Her Mistress Cristy woke up with a groan. So SHE did attempt to escape, eh? Well, she would be punished none the less. She knew she didn't need to run, as since the alarm stopped, she must have stayed. Plus, the pill would make her feel pretty bad by the time she went over to her.

Cristy went over to the front door and to see her pet.
 
Chelsea was crouched low to the ground, holding her knees to her chest and hiding her face in them.
What was she doing trying to get out like that huh? It's dark and she had no idea where she was at or how to get home.
What would Cristy have thought waking up to find her gone like that huh? She'd been upset that she wasn't a good Mistress?

The little blond shook her head trying to clear it, ugh what was going on? Why was she thinking things like that? She needed to get up, she needed to get out....
 
Cristy found her pet in the fetal position. The pill had worked than her Master had told her, and she was pleasantly surprised. That way, it would be MUCH easier on her to train the poor girl who was know going to get punished. But first, some guilt.

"My, what do we have here? What were you doing, pet?" she asked, even though she already knew the answer.
 
Chelsea growled softly, shaking her head and scrambling to her feet. "No!" a whimper fell out from between her lips. "I- Nothing! Nothing!" she muttered face blushing red.
Turn. Run. Leave.
Get out.
Now.

She bit down on her lower lip to keep it from quivering, and backed away from Cristy.
 
She sighed. "Well, I was gonna let you off if you dolt the truth." she lied. "But, now I have to punish yo for running away. You are a bad pet and I'm disappointed in you. I'd thought you'd know better than to do that." she said as she lifted Chelsae's chin to look her in the eyes, her own showing disappointment in her that would make the the pill make her feel REALLY bad and pathetic.
 
Chelsea frowned, wanting to jerk her chin away, but she stayed still. "N-n-no." she whimpered closing her eyes. All thoughts of running drained from her body as she stamped her foot, looking like a spoiled toddler than a woman demanding she was a free human being. "N-no I'm not!" she whined again, lip quivering as her face filled with a blush.
 
Chelsea let out a low whine and hung her head, the tips of her ears burning bright red.
"I-I was trying to escape." she said almost pouting.
 
"Bad girl." she said as she gave her a bat on the head as she took her hand and led her into the dungeon. There were all sorts of scary toys and stuff down there. There shackles and horses and cages and evil and cool stuff, but all good either pleasure her pet, or hurt her pet.........

She lead her over to a barren place and simply said "Strip. Or do you want to make this worse on yourself, pet?"
 
Chelsea's entire face and ears turned deep crimson as she slowly unzipped the back of her slutty little costume, hands shaking like crazy. It took her several times to catch the zipper in the back before she peeled the costume off her thin arms, and letting it slide down her creamy white legs, she took the petticoat off with it, leaving the poor girl in only her white thong and matching bra and thigh-highs, shaking like a leaf as she looked up to Cristy. And Chelsea wasn't a sore sight to begin with, but quivering before the woman like that, her long silky smooth legs topped in the sexy thigh-highs, round smack-able ass, her hip bones well defined, smooth flat tummy and her small bust held back by a lacy expensive bra.....

Her eyes darted up to Cristy's, face already aflame with embarrassment as she hesitated, trying to cover herself the best she could with her hands.
 
"I meant but naked, by pet. Even your undergarments." said her Mistress as she came closer to her. Sher took her hand and placed it soothingly on Chelsae's face, a attempt to calm the poor, terrified girl. "Come on. I know you can do it, my lovely pet." she cooed reassuring, knowing it would help her due to the pill. No, it make her feel SO much better. At least, that's what her master told her. He hoped he was right. She wanted her pet to feel calm, after-all.

She took a step back, and waited for her pet's response.
 
Chelsea shook her head, "Noo...." she whimpered trying to fight it, but much as she wanted to, her hands slowly unhooked the clasp holding her bra on and let it fall off her arms and to the floor, her thong and thigh-highs following soon after, leaving her delicious body stark naked in the dungeon as she rubbed her face lightly against her Mistress' hand.
 
"Good girl! You are doing great thus far!" she said with a smile, knowing the praise was feeling good to the girl. "For that, I'll reduce the punishment a bit!" she said as she gave her a nice pat on the head.

She than lead the girl over to a X and told her "Know, my pet. Stick your put out a bit. I'll give you five swats on the but before we start the real 'fun'!" as she chained her wrists up at either sides of the X.
 
Chelsea nearly caught herself purring at as Cristy pat her on the head, having to shake it roughly to snap out of it. "Stop treating me like a mutt!" she whined, like a spoiled little brat as she fought the thin layer of fog the drugs had clouded her mind with.

Regardless she found herself able to put up little resistance as she was chained securly down onto the device, only upon feeling the cold shackles around her limbs did she start to figure out what was going on. "Wait, fun? What about this is fucking fun?" she cried out, yanking uselessly against the chains.
 
Crusty sighed at her pet's resistance. "And you were doing so good to! Now I have to punish you more than I'd like to....bad girl. And I'll treat you however I like." she said with a bit of a pout as she started to 'punish' her pet by whipping her bare bottom hard with a whip
 
The leather whip made a cracking sound as it cut the air with ease and landed hard against Chelsea's bare ass, causing her to let out a cry of pain and shock, as Cristy drew back the whip again, an obvious red line marking her pet's perfect bottom. The poor girl yanked and pulled hard against the bindings, trying to twist and turn to no avail as her ass throbbed in pain.
 
She struck it four more times before stopping to say "There. We are done now my pet. Or would be if you would have just obeyed me earlier. Time fore five more." She than did what she said and struck her pet's now marred ass five more times, before finally stopping
 
Chelsea's face and ears where as red and burning as her ass, utterly humiliated at Cristy's treatment of her. The poor pet screamed and whimpered, desperate for someone to hear her and help, but of course, even if someone did hear her, she was far away from anyone who could get her out of this.

Never in her life had she ever been treated like this, the girl was spoiled, rich, and had always gotten everything she ever wanted from anyone. Adjusting to being a pet to someone else was going to take a lot of getting used to and one that she wasn't going to go into so easily.

"H-how can you stand there and do this do me?" she asked, face red and stained with tears falling down her cheeks. "Do you know who I am?"
 
"Some spoiled rich brat? But it doesn't matter.....................daddy isn't gonna save you. No one will, my sad little pet." she said as she went over to her pet and lifted up the girl's chin to her eyes, looking straight into them with..........................sympathy? Yes, she felt sympathetic to the poor girl "But don't worry! I won't abandon you." she said sincerely, truly meaning every word she said. She wouldn't lie to her pet, even though she would continue the punishment shortly. "Now, I'll give you a brake if you obey me, sounds good, my pet?" she asked, knowing the drugs in her would try to convince the poor girl to obey her.
 
Chelsea pulled her head out of Cristy's grasp, not quickly, just a shrug off as she whimpered again, hanging her head in submission. She watched Cristy's tail flip around lazily. "Why do you have a tail? And those ears? Why are you pretending to be a cat?" She still thought this get up was just a game.
 
She smiled as her pet became a bit more submissive, but her pet still didn't answer HER question, which she would not stand. But she would simply not answer her question until she answered hers. "I'll answer that if you answer me MY question, as I asked first. Now, will you obey me, my pet~?"
 
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