Jessica takes you upstairs to the living room. She says, "I knewI was going to win." She has a collar and a leash on the floor. On the color is written, 'Jessica's Slave-bitch' She says, "I feel like taking a walk. Get on all fours, put the collar on, and hand me the end."
You look pleadingly into her cold, black eyes. "Please - not that!"
She smirks down at you. "But you're my dog. I told you - you will be whatever I want you to be! Now don't make me wait for you."
Desperate not to upset her, you grab the collar and clip it around your neck, hanging your head in utter shame. With a yank, Jessica grabs the leash and marches towards the door, forcing you to crawl quickly in order to keep up.
"You need some fresh air. And exercise - I don't want my doggie being a lazy little doggie!" Her patronising tone of voice is simply adding to your humiliation. What will people think when they see you? Your cheeks redden completely as you scurry along the ground, just managing to keep pace with the six-foot-tall, long-legged goth.
Thankfully the park is just around the corner. At least there will be grass there, which will be softer on your hands and knees you think. Keeping you on a tight leash, Jessica strides through the gates and into the main grassy area of the park, which (you thank your lucky stars) seems more or less empty.
Jessica frowns but continues to trek forward over to a central part of the park, the sun beaming gloriously down upon it. As you approach this patch your heart completely sinks.
Sunbathing are two beautiful blonde girls. They haven't noticed you yet; maybe they are napping or resting their eyes you hope...
Jessica puts an end to any such good fortune. "Heel!" She commands. The two girls sit up, slightly startled. Their expressions turn to shock as they stare at you, on all fours wearing a dog collar and leash, being walked by a goth girl!
Wishing you were anywhere other than here, you stare fixedly at the ground, desperate to avoid any eye contact. The gorgeous blondes have started to giggle. "Oh my God! What is he doing?"
Jessica pats you on the head. "Aww - take no notice my little doggie! Don't worry: I have a treat for you!"
Smell her feet in front of the girls Lick her feet
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