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A Pet For A Master's Pet ( rmaggs96 x Wolfy)

Wolfy

Wolfy

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A clap of thunder cracked the stillness of the night, making the little girl jump. With a huff, and a mild blushing of her cheeks for being so silly, she returned to looking at herself in the mirror, puckering her lips and coating them with lipstick.

The girl checked over her freshly showered body in the mirror, and gave herself a quick wink. She was a short girl, with a pair of nice legs, topped off by a curvy round bottom, now clad in nothing more than a lacy white thong. She giggled before finishing applying her eyeliner, and other makeup, and giving the blond curls that fell to her shoulders another quick bush before bouncing back to her room and falling on the bed. She wasted little time rolling up first, one white thigh-high up her leg, followed by the other, buckling each garter to the top of the sexy garments, before finally sliding her arms into a matching bra, turning herself around to study the girl in the mirror.

She was aiming for looking like a sexy little crumpet tonight. And so far she was succeeding. Turning to her closet, she pulled out her newest addition, a tempting little red-ridding hood outfit and eagerly pulled it over her body. White petticoat, puffing out the short red miniskirt, tapered at the waist, it was a nice complement to her small frame, and she waste little time tieing the hood around her neckline and giving herself another once over before slipping each foot into a pair of black heels.

She was feeling sexy, and naughty, and all to shove it in the face of her ex for dumping her. Chelsea smirked at herself, unbelieving that she'd actually done all this because of a stupid boy -- this was by far the most tempting little outfit she'd ever worn -- but she was mad, and hurt, and was going to make an absolute fool of him at the party tonight.

But if the little red had any idea just who had been watching her the past few weeks, and what types of things they'd had in mind... she might have opted to be a little less appetizing tonight of all nights.
 
The night was dark and it was almost impossible to see anyone through the now torrential downpour. A man was moving casually through the night, he knew his target, a beautiful, young blonde whom he had seen quite a few times on his "strolls" through town. Tonight was the night though, tonight she would finally meet her true purpose.

He walked, casually through the rain, in his expensive coat, with a hat covering his face. He had brought a small needle, almost like an epi-pen, filled with a dosage of opiate which would knock out a grown man. He also had his german shepard Riley with him. Around the corner he had his car, ready so he could make a quick getaway with his prey.

"This will be fun." He thought sadistically.
 
(gunna add a second part, 1st was kinda short now that I look at it)

The man watched Chelsea carefully as she prepped to go out, he sat down on a bench along the side of the road with his dog, waiting for her to walk by.

After about 30 minutes of waiting in the rain a small grin crawled up the side of his face as he saw her headed towards him. He immediately whispered to his dog, and as she walked by the dog barked furiously. Acting surprised, the man stood up trying to hold his seemingly furious dog back, all the time apologizing to Chelsea.

"I'm so sorry miss, he never bursts out like this!"

Then, the man shouted "Riley, down! Stop!" with a cruel tone in his voice, instantly the dog sat and began whimpering at his feet. The shady man smiled at this and then walked up to the beautiful girl.

"I'm so sorry. Are you alright? He didn't hurt you did he?" he asked, looking over her body and finding a small bite on her. "You must sit, I'm a doctor, I'll fix that up in no time." He pulled out his epi-pen and stabbed her in the thigh. "This will clean your blood to keep out infection, just breathe deeply, you will feel better in no time."

Little did Chelsea know she was now done for. The syrum from the epi-pen in her blood would quickly knock her out. The second she passed out he carried her into his car, tied her up, and drove her home. "Time to give my pet a little gift," he sneered, driving away from town, towards his remote, hilltop mansion.
 
Hours latter Chelsea's blue eyes fluttered open and a low gurggled moan fell out of her mouth. The first thing she realized was her wrists, ankles, back and shoulders felt numb. "Mmmph...." she muttered lowly, the room slowly seemed to spin, although she couldn't tell much, a black sleep mask covered her face. A small whimper fell from her again as she tried to register what was going on.

If Chelsea could see, she would have found herself stripped naked, and trussed up tight, her arms and legs drawn up behind her back into a hogtie so tight her fingertips graced the tips of her toes. Bellow the poor girl she could feel nothing, just emptiness as she found herself suspended nearly four feet in the air of her new Mistress bedroom, dangling in a hogtie from a steel hook, slowly spinning freely, trussed up like a peace of meat. A pair of metal tags dangled from a thick light blue dogcollar locked securely around her neck, with her status, age and name emblazing, and tightly secured by a small padlock. Much like the ball-gag stretching her mouth wide, it seemed to match her brilliant eyes perfectly. Who ever had done this had done his homework quite well.
 
Arriana was led into her room by her master. She was a 19 year old pet who had been with her master for over 7 years. He had told her that he was ging to give her a gift, so he blindfolded her and led her, by her leash, into her room. The door opened, and Arriana's master removed her blindfold. The beautiful, dark-haired, dark-eyed, italian-looking girl opened her eyes and saw Chelsea dangling there with a bow wrapped around her wrists and ankles to make her look like a present. Arriana stuttered, not sure what to say.

"Oh, mm.. Master... s...she is beautiful, b..b... but why is she here?" Her voice was soft, but sweet, it sounded like that of an angel. She looked up at her Master questioningly, with a very innocent look in her eyes. She loved her Master at times, but also resented that him as well, right now she was confused, why was this girl dangling from her room, and why was there a second small cage (next to her own which her Master locked her in when he was mad at her) and some minor slave training equipment in her room?

The it dawned on her... "I...Is she mine?!" she whispered, barely able to believe what was going on. She couldn't do this could she? This was almsot too much to ask, she wasn't fit to be a mistress, but then she looked up into her Master's eyes and she could tell her was absolutely serious.

He handed her a new bright, shining blue collar (alike the one the girl was already wearing) which had a small silver plate which read "Slave," and two small information tags with all of her new pet's information carved neatly into it. It looked just like hers, she shuddered at that thought. "Why does he want a new slave? Am I not good enough?" Things were racing through Ari's mind as she took the collar from her Master's hand an slowly walked towards her slave, taking off her slaves old collar, and eventually fastening the new one around her neck. She had just collared her slave and shook.

Her Master applauded, and Arriana turned around to look at him for further instructions.
 
Chelsea bounced around in her bindings, furious at whatever was going on, a stream of mumbles escaped her gagged lips as she swayed in the air, tossing her head around to try and get the collar off, tags jingling merrily with each bob. She had no idea what the hell was going on, but she didn't' like it. Her arms and legs ached at each struggled, causing her to moan with pain after she settled down after a few moments. She tangled around in the air breathing heavily, body slowly spinning helplessly by the ropes and showing off her body to the pair of her captors.

A site to behold for Arriana that was for sure, even if the pet couldn't quite tell what to make of her new assignment as Chelsea's Mistress. Already off the bat it was apparent Chelsea wasn't taking to well to her new position in life. "She's a fierce little girl, you'll have your work cut out for you." the man said stepping back and admiring the two girls in his collection now. "Don't underestimate her. If she escapes...." he let the threat hang open before leaving the room.

The man smiled to himself as he walked away, leaving his Arriana to get acquainted to her new toy. He had big plans for the two of them, and more so for Arriana, if she could manage to tame the new mutt as he intended.
 
Arriana shivered as her master's blatant threat. "Don't worry Sir, I'll make you proud," she boasted, knowing she had to accept this or face her master's wrath.

As he left the room Arriana walked tover to her new pet and ran her hand down her neck and over her back. She whispered into Chelsea's ear, "It is ok now, I'm going to let you down, just relax." Arriana proceeded to let her pet down from her hanging state and then untied her and took off her gag and blindfolds. The door had already been locked behind her and the windows were locked as well. "Hello there, what's your name?" Arriana asked in her sweet voice. "Mine is Arriana, but you should call me Mistress" again she smiled and her words resounded sweetly throughout the room.

Arriana went over to her pet and held her hips, "You are really cute, you know that? Im so glad Master got you for me. I'll promise to be good to you as long as you are good to me, ok?" She whispered and then kissed Chelsea's cheek.
 
Chelsea scrambled away from Arriana the moment her kiss touched the girls cheek, holding herself up in a corner of the room, her breathing labored and heavy. Pain shot through her as she fumbled to the relative safety of the corner.

"What... the hell... am I doing here?" she muttered, glaring at this strange girl. "And what the hell was that about?"
 
"Oh gosh... What's wrong darling?" Arriana slowly walked over to her and knelt down beside her. "Just relax Chelsea, my name is Arriana, as I said, and my Master has given you to me as a gift. You are my slave." Arriana said this sweetly, understanding her pet's confusion. She too had been resilient at first. "Just breathe ok? I'm not a harsh mistress, unlike my Master." She muttered the last part incase anyone, or thing was listening in. Arriana put a hand on her new slave's shoulder and massaged it gently. "Just listen to me and I promise you will have fun. If not you... And I... Are going to get hurt." She let the words linger in the air like her Master had done.

Arriana wanted to kiss this girl so badly, she was looking forward to breaking her slave. "Your name is Chelsea, right? I like that name. I'll call you that when you are a good pet ok? Otherwise you are 'slave,' 'pet,' 'or slave girl' alright?" Arriana's words must have sounded downright ridiculous to Chelsea, but the soothing, relaxed, as well as commanding tone of her voice made everything she said almost natural.

She petted her little slave gently and then embraced her. "Be a good girl ok?" She whispered as her body pressed into Chelsea's and her arms wrapped around Chelsea.
 
Chelsea flailed about as the strange woman hugged her, struggling and pushing her off onto the floor before climbing onto her feet. "What the fuck are you going on about?" she yelled, glaring hard at the girl on the ground. "And what the fuck am I doing here, and what the hell did you do with my goddamn clothes? Is this a sick joke? Did Jessy put you up to this? Damnit I'll kill her." she muttered fuming.
 
Arriana sighed, this was going to be more difficult than she had thought. She stood up and grabbed a riding crop off the wall. "This is not a joke slavegirl. Now get your ass over to the bed or I will leave you with marks that you'll feel for weeks! Do you understand slut!?" Arriana's voice had lost its charm, she meant business.

"You get no clothing until you have proven you deserve it! Now march slut!" Chelsea's new mistress lashed the crop against the wall so a loud WHACK was heard throughout the room. "If I have to ask again the next one will leave a bright red spot on that hot little ass of yours!"

Arriana grabbed Chelsea by her collar, lifted her up, and pushed her towards the bed "MARCH!"
 
Chelsea's face turned deep shades of crimson, heart thundering in her chest as she stumbled towards the bed. She shook her head for a moment, trying to get her bearings before pushing herself off the bed and lunging at Arriana, the two of them tumbling to the ground before Chelsea scrambled off of her and ran for the door, throwing herself against it as she twisted the handle uselessly. "HELP!" she screamed, pounding against the doorframe before grabing a lamp and holding it out towards her captor, ready to use it. The poor little pet had no idea just yet her collar was also a shock device, little tiny electrodes ready to send a painful jolt through her frame if her new Mistress wished it, for pain, punishment, or to render her unconscious.
 
Now furious, Arriana glared at her new pet as a small stream of blood flowed down her cheek. "You ungrateful slut! I was being kind and this is how you act!?" Arriana screamed. Her face, reddening with anger. She reached toward a small remote and flipped a switch, sending a low voltage current through Chelsea's helpless body. It instantly paralyzed her and then made her go limp. Chelsea eventually collapsed from the current and then Ari grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to the bed. She laud her out and strapped her wrists and ankles to the corners so she was spread eagle. Ari smiled at her work and then took her crop and lashed out on Chelsea's thighs. "Not so tough now are you?" Arriana smirked. SoonChelsea would be able to move again and Ari could watch her writhe in pain. "Remember, you deserve this for not behaving!" Arriana felt so empowered that she continued to lash out, leaving bright red marks all over Chelsea's thighs and belly. After about 15 minutes Arriana grew tired of making Chelsea suffer and decided to stop. "Are you going to be a good girl now or do you want to continue to disobey me?"
 
Tears ran down the little blond's cheeks, her limbs straining hard against her bindings, but she was pulled taut against the mattress, not able to wiggle an inch of slack. "Why are you doing this to me?!" she cried out, finally starting to feel the edge of panic rising in her body. She started screaming for help, and thrashing her head side to side helplessly. "What the hell did I ever do to you?"
 
Chelsea's new mistress realized how confusing this must have been for her new pet and felt somewhat guilty for hurting her. "You have been taken by my master as a slave girl. You are his property now, he gave you to me. It is my job to train you and make you a good pet. I really want to make this easier for you than it was for me... He took me too, but... Well forget that. Basically, I need to train you. If you listen I won't hurt you. I promise... I'm going to untie you now if you promise not to hurt me ok?" Arriana ran her fingers over the red marks she left on Chelsea, "I'll get you something for these too, before they bruise."
 
Chelsea blinked, processing her words, as she turned to leave, Chelsea called out. "You can't have me as a slave. People can't be slaves." furrowed her brow in confusion and struggled around on the bed, her collar and tags jingling brightly. After a few moments, the already exhausted girl fell back onto the bed panting lightly, her hands and feet red with the strain of being tied down. "This can't be happening. This isn't happening." she muttered, closing her eyes tightly and willing it all to go away, but the poor girl wasn't dreaming. She was already exhausted, and starving, her wrists and ankles hurting, her thighs burning red, and her pride hurt by the treatment and this woman's insistence at addressing her as pet, and slut. Even untied and without the shock collar, Arriana wouldn't have too hard of a time forcing Chelsea to do whatever she wanted for now.
 
After a few minutes Arriana re-entered the room to see Chelsea struggling to cope with her new life. "Hey," she said softly and walked over to the younger girl with some Icy-Hot and disinfectant in her hands. She put them down on the floor next to the bed and sat next to Chelsea. "Do you want me to help?" Arriana asked as she caressed Chelsea's cheek gently. She really wanted to make this as easy as possible for Chelsea, while still turing her into an obedient pet.

Arriana picked up the Icy-Hot and started to spread some out over Chelsea's bruises "Just relax..." she whispered quietly "...it will feel better soon."
 
Chelsea's brows furrowed at Arriana's calm demeanor, as if she wasn't the reason the girl was in pain in the first place. A soft, frustrated whimper fell from the girls lips as her eyelids closed, the girl was angry at Arriana, angry at the world, and even mad at herself for enjoying this momentary relief from pain. "Just let me go home..." she pleaded, sounding exhausted at the effort it took to speak. She wasn't sure if it was the lingering aftereffects of her drugs, or shock, or just sheer exhaustion, but Chelsea's eyelids fluttered closed soon and her body relaxed as she fell into a deep sleep as her new Mistress tended to her.
 
Arriana sighed at Chelsea's request, "Sorry dear, I can't do that." She healed her new pet's wounds and watched her slowly drift off to sleep. Arriana gently petted the younger girl and kissed her forehead. She held her tightly and then tucked her in. She watched Chelsea for a bit, curious as to what their future together held, and then locked her in the room so she could report back to her Master.
(Do you want to skip to Arriana getting back to the bedroom after going to her master or would you like to play out their encounter? Whichever you like works :) )
 
(sorrrry, family issues got in the way and everything went to hell -- I kinda want Arriana to play around dressing up her new pet in something slutty -- if you like that idea)

Chelsea's exhausted frame collapsed into the bed with a moan. The poor little blond muttered strange things as she turned in her sleep. Names, places, things Arriana wouldn't recognize. She whimpered, and tossed her head in her sleep, telling someone to stay away from her, that she didn't want him around her again. She cried out for him to stop and thrashed around a bit before falling still again, soft whimpers still falling out of her mouth long after Arriana had left her be.

It was many hours before Chelsea would start to wake back up again, still sore from earlier, and disoriented all over again as a pair of bright blue eyes fluttered open, and she struggled to rise from the bed. She blinked, holding her head and looking around the room confused. "W....what?" Her hands flew to her neck, touching her collar and her face went red as she remembered earlier. "No.... nononononono...." she cried out softly. "This can't be happening. Cant." she got up and ran to the door, turning the knob and growing frustrated again as she found it locked tight. She searched for ten minuets for some sort of escape, and finding none, ended up crawling into the closet , shutting the door, and curling up with a blanket.

(Chelsea's got a rather long backstory of controlling- parents -- who still managed to spoil her rotten, even if micromanaging her activities, abandonment issues, and feeling not good enough, and still some controlling and abusive boyfriends -- including the one she was getting dressed up for before she was kidnapped. Depending on how we go about this story latter on, it could be interesting to have some of those issues surface from time to time) (we cal also skip the encounter with her master for now and focus more on the two of them)
 
(Hey, reallllllyyyyyy sorry about this. Normally i would've gotten an email and I guess the site was down or something so i had no clue you posted! Bleh, my bad. You are fine though, things happen, I understand.)

Arriana dragged her legs along into the room after a long night with her master. She noticed something strange, where the hell was Chelsea?! She suddenly became more alert. No way could she have escaped, if she did... well Arriana didn't even want to think about that. Quickly, the slave/mistress searched through the entire room, tearing the place apart, till she finally reached the closet. She flung the doors open to see Chelsea huddled up in a blanket. She let out a huge breath of relief.

"My god! i thought you were gone..." She fell to her knees, the bit of adrenaline in her system running out, and she hugged her pet. "I'm so glad you are ok." Arriana stroked her pet gently as she held her close. "Don't scare me like that... Please... You are too important to me. You are the only thing I have right now." a tear streamed down her cheek.

Arriana was so tired of being alone, and it was all just registering in her mind as she found her pet. This girl was the closest thing she could ever have to a friend, even if she was her slave/pet.

"C...Come on now Chelsea, get up and out of the closet, whats wrong?" she held out her hand as she stood up and showed the red marks her master had left on her from the night.

(Hope thats good for now :p gunna lead into the dress up thing. I like the idea :) )
 
Chelsea's brow furrowed at the question, unsettled by Arriana's worried look as she pulled the blanket tighter around her naked frame. Her eyes glanced up and down the girl, before settling onto her outstretched hand suspiciously. She let out an undignified hmph/whimper before burrowing further into her comfort nest. "Go. Away." she muttered, voice muffled by the blankets.

(hrm... I think I'll enjoy the current swinging back and forth dynamic of Arriana generally wanting to take care of her Chelsea and her dominating side wanting to claim the girl, and from what I've seen, temper in punishments.)
 
Arriana sat down next to Chelsea. There isn't much she could do to her new pet without physically forcing her, as of now Arriana was neither in the mood, nor physically capable of forcing anyone to do anything, so she decided to ease up on Chelsea.

"Hey, come on now beautiful I won't hurt you I promise. I'm sorry about before... I get carried away." Arriana starts to run her hand from her pet's head down to her lower back as if she were petting her. "Just relax ok? I want to get along with you... I'm sorry you are here, but... I just want to make this easier on us both... I promise to make it easier on you sweety."

Then, Arriana slowly leans over Chelsea and kisses her cheek. She smiles at the younger girl, and brushes some of her hair out of her face. "I never realized how pretty you are." Chelsea's new mistress blushed a bit, but when she realized what was happening she turns away and walks over to her bed. Then stutters, "If... If you need me I'll be resting... Uh... You can join me if you like... I'm sorry again... Uhm... Yea..."

She slowly gets up, moaning as her sore muscles are put to work, and then limps over to the bed, finally collapsing on the soft matress and passing out.

(Oh yes... My characters [at least in my mind] tend to get a bit out of hand when they get upset. It defines me >:) lol)
 
Chelsea watched Arriana stumble to the bed in disbelief -- obviously the young girl wasn't going to get anything out of her tonight. "Load of help you are." she muttered, not getting her one bit. Chelsea's eyes wandered around the room again, not able to see anyway of escape for her tonight, but she wasn't about to curl up next to this bloody stranger. Giving a slight huff, the girl closed the closet door and hugged herself up amongst a blanket on the floor, soon falling into an uneasy sleep.
 
Arriana sighed into her pillow, not caring about the comment Chelsea had just muttered. She drifted off to sleep, but possibly quite foolishly left all of her restraints and other toys out in the open. She thought nothing of it as she slowly faded into a dream. When she woke up she would see what she could to to get this girl to join her.

(sorry its so short, really just going to let her sleep and then wake up and do some stuff hehe... You can do whatever you like either try and use Arri's toys or shrug it off. I'll build off there.)
 
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