“…Alright you stupid bitch, wake up~”

I slowly opened my hazel eyes as I looked up to see her, remembering where I was. I was chained up outside, still reeling from the afterparty. Candace was already dressed, digging her heels into my side to wake me up.

The metal chain still hung from my collar, warmed from a night of contact with my skin. I dug my teeth into the leather bit gag that was still strapped around my head, slowly sitting myself up at her feet.

“Good morning my little mongrel~!!”

Candace seemed to erupt into cheerful humming as I awoke, kneeling down next to me and beginning to unlock my restraints. Curiously, she didn’t remove the chain from my collar, instead pulling on it like a leash as I rubbed my eyes free from specks.

“I’ve relieved you from your normal duties for the day. I thought you might need the rest, and the girls were here to help with breakfast anyways~” She pulled my muzzle from her purse, unstrapping the bit gag from my mouth and considering replacing it- before putting them both back into her purse. “Ah, what the hell- you’re not going to bite me~”

“Says you…” I barely got to mumble before I felt a strong hand slap me right in the mouth just for speaking up.

“Cute little whines and noises are fine, but words are not. Dogs don’t talk, and you won’t either.” Candace grinned, tugging on the chain to make sure it was secure. “I’ve never had a dog before, this should be fun!! We’re building you a doghouse today~!!”

A doghouse? I scoffed, my face turning red at the thought of it. I didn’t want a doghouse, but the only way I could vocalize that was by whining and shaking my head in protest, which was quickly met with another slap to the face.

“For the rest of the day, you’re my mutt, my dog, my bitch~” She tightened her grasp on the leash, dragging my face to hers and glaring down at me. “And as such, I expect you to act like my bitch.”

She waited for me to nod in agreement, yanking me to my feet and dragging me back inside once I’d done so. “You’re a lucky girl Chloe, this is your reward for making me proud last night- and as my pooch for today, you have the distinguished privilege of getting to bathe like one of my pets, in the pet shower~”

She pinched my cheek like I was some sort of animal, walking me through the parlor and turning towards Thea’s bedroom. I had forgotten about it when I woke up, but as I walked through the hallway on my bare feet, I remembered something that Candace had mentioned last night.

Candace got a new cat.

My owner already had one of those furry little demons. Thea was Candace’s cat, and I hated her. The house has several bedrooms, and not one of them were for me, but one of them was for this fucking cat. She was the only other creature that lived in the house before I showed up, and one of my weekly duties requires me to bathe her, an activity that I thoroughly despised.

I’m allergic to cats. Candace couldn’t have known that before she abducted me from my previous life, but once she found out she jumped at the chance to make me miserable by adopting another kitten.

Candace unlocked the door to the bedroom, shoving me inside and onto the floor, already covered in cat hair. The room had beds and furniture for the cats, but none sized for a human puppy, much to my dismay.

I certainly hadn’t asked for this, but there was a silver lining to today, Candace was letting me a lot closer to her than she usually did. Maybe there was some fun to be had today after all, even if she was going to be treating me like a pet. But my attitude quickly soured as she kept going.

“Put your paws up for me, pup~”

I watched Candace press a button on her bracelet, and in an instant I felt another strong surge of electricity flowing through my body, but this time it felt different- and the reality of that horrified me. The shocks weren’t coming from the rose gold metal band around my neck, they were coming from my forearms. It was like I was being struck by lightning from inside of my own body, deep inside of my muscles, underneath my skin.

But just like she said, I put my paws up for her. I whimpered loudly, curling my hands into fists and holding them to my torso, just above my breasts.

She implanted things inside of me without me knowing, and I barely had time to consider what else she might have put inside of me before I was forced to watch her slowly kneel down in front of me.

“If you bite me, I will put you down like a real dog.” She grinned, her face mere inches from mine- threatening to kiss me before she stood back up, pressing her fingers to the devices on her bracelet once again. The shock implements in my wrists didn’t turn off, but their intensity did go down, now feeling like a faint jolt. It wasn’t enough to hurt, but it was enough to make moving my arms uncomfortable and difficult.

By this point, both of Candace’s cats had awoken, crawling out of their hiding spots to come see their mom- and she of course pivoted to pay more attention to them than to me. Candace leaned down to pet Thea, stroking the silky fur of the adult black feline.

The kitten however, decided she wanted to come check me out instead. The little calico thing rubbed against my bare skin as I sat on the carpeted floor, covering my knee in even more cat hair. I could barely stand the way it mewed at me, hoping that I’d reach down and pet her, but even if I could move my own paws, my allergies discouraged me from doing so anyways.

But that didn’t seem to satisfy Candace however, glaring at me from across the carpet, still playing with Thea. Candace just wanted to see me suffer, which meant I was playing with this new hell rat of hers. “Well, go on. Pet her.”

I grimaced anxiously. There was no fucking way. Sure she expected me to shut up and obey like a dog, but if I really was a dog, I still wasn’t going to get along with any amount of cats. “But… I’m allergic…”

Candace just smirked, letting me get a good look at that smug grin painted on her sexy face. She knew very well how I reacted around cats, that’s why she had gotten a new kitten in the first place, and she was clearly very eager to lock me in with her for the whole day. “That’s preposterous, I’ve never heard of a dog being allergic to cats before, you must just not like them because you’re a dim-witted brainless mutt, now pet her.”

I took a deep breath and sucked it up, she’d put me through worse before after all. It was extremely painful trying to move my arms while they were being electrocuted like this, almost paralyzed into place, but I did it anyway. My fingers twitched slightly as I stroked her fur, scratching her behind the ears for a few moments before pulling my hand back, watching the kitten curl up into a ball next to my legs.

“Good.” That seemed to satisfy Candace, standing back up and letting Thea climb onto her shoulders. “I trust you’ll play nice with Sophia while I’m gone~”

I knew that name.

“…Sophia?” I quickly turned to face her, astonished to hear her mention it at all, staring at Candace with the most dumbfounded look on my face. “I… Who are you referring to?”

“Who do you think, Chloe?” She simply smiled at me, gesturing to the calico kitten next to my lap, grinning the proudest smile of my entire life.

I knew that name, I knew that girl, and I wasn’t allowed to mention her under any circumstance. Sophia Cavalier was the name of Candace’s rival, the girl she lost the championship match to just last year- her mortal enemy. My mistress cited her as the one who crushed her dream of becoming the first woman to win the tournament.

“Why would you…” Unamused, the scowl on my face changed to a look of confusion. Naming her cat Sophia seemed just as bad to me as naming her dog Chloe, not that Candace would ever get a dog. “Why would you name your cat after someone you hate so much?”

“That’s a long story, but… I guess it’s my tribute to her~”

“Your tribute to her- that still doesn’t explain anything… why a tribute to her?”

She just looked at me with that disappointed expression on her face and sighed, shaking her head. “Well supposedly… just a few months ago… Sophia Cavalier died in a car accident.”

I scoffed, staring up at her nervously and hoping she was joking. “Who told you that?”

“Well it wasn’t covered on mainstream news, if that’s what you’re asking, but all of the major gaming publications ran an article on her- including GameInformer, you know, the one you used to work for. She drove her car off a bridge… sounds like it was a suicide…” Candace paused for a few moments before turning and glaring at me. “It’s a shame too… I was always her biggest fan… right from the beginning…”

I swallowed nervously, taking a good look at the kitten before glancing back up at my psychopath of an owner. “Were you really?”

“I was… and I still am…” She smiled at me, a faint pink blush visible on her cheeks for a few moments before she sighed, her smile fading. “I would have liked a rematch with her… to prove that I’m better than her~”

“You could have just asked her for one…”

“I know… But it’s too late now…”

I simply held my tongue, knowing very well what kind of trouble I’d be getting myself into if I continued to speak out of line like this.

So the rumors I’d heard at the afterparty were true, Candace’s family had been after the girl’s head. Now as far as the public knew, she had committed suicide- but to people like Candace… it was clear that it had been something far worse- even if they didn’t know the specifics of what really happened.

But we both knew what really happened.

“Be glad that you aren’t Sophia Cavalier, because you get to be here with me… and the better Sophia~” Candace smirked, letting Thea jump down from her shoulders as she admired her new kitten. “Now if you don’t want me to kick you in the head for talking back just now, I suggest you crawl your way over here and kiss my boot before it’s too late.”

Seeing no other option, I painstakingly pried both of my aching arms from my chest and placed them on the floor, crawling to her on all fours like a dog. I glared at her with red cheeks for a few moments before leaning down and kissing the toe of her black leather boot.

It was nice for a moment, getting to kiss her feet, even if it was through her shoes, but I could hear her chuckle to herself as she took that away from me. She slipped her boot out from beneath my lips and stepped on the back of my head, pressing my face into the floor. She then slammed my head into the ground under her weight, watching my arms give out beneath me.

“How dare you get your filthy bitch slobber on my shoes, you ugly disgusting mutt? Do you even realize how much more these boots are worth compared to you~?”

After she’d had her moment of fun, she lifted her foot from my head, finally deactivating the shock devices in my arms so that I could lift myself back up.

“Even though you are a mutt, I don’t want to break you just yet Chloe, you’re my pet today after all!! I’ll get to abuse you tonight, so as long as you do a few things for me while you wait, you’ll get to relax in here with the kittens all day~”

I couldn’t bring myself to say anything to her, still catching my breath, but she had a mouth and she was going to use it. Candace tapped her foot against the small pet hatch in the wall, adjacent to the door.

“You’ll be getting fed like you normally feed the cats, you’ll have a bowl delivered through this little pet hatch for you. Of course if you try to escape, who knows what other nasty little devices you’ve already got in that cute little body of yours, but you’re welcome to try. Make sure to bathe my cats, the door to their bathroom is open. I’m a cat person after all, that means they outrank you, but the cage is just special for you~”

She smiled proudly, gesturing to the large dog kennel next to the oversized cat tower, not quite fit for a human- but close.

“Be good and I’ll take you for a walk tonight~”

I looked up at her in disbelief. Last night had been the first time Candace had let me outside of the house, and I was surprised that she would be so eager to do that again so soon. Candace picked little Sophia up from beside me with one hand, grabbing my chain with the other- and dragging me to the corner of the room where she’d set up a little playpen for the kitten. So with no other option, I followed on all fours, watching her lower the cat into the pen.

“Little Sophia is still just a kitten, so I’ve set up this over here for her to stay in to help her adjust. She’s not big enough to get out of it on her own, but Thea can get in if she wants to. Just make sure she doesn’t escape, I can’t have her wandering the rest of the house.”

Candace leaned down and released the chain from my collar, glaring me in the eyes as she stood back up and made her way towards the door, locking it behind her to make sure that I didn’t follow her out.

Candace loved these two little atrocities a lot, and it showed. She clearly put a lot of thought into the room, and by the looks of it, she personally came in here to take care of them. Within a few moments of her leaving, she was back with breakfast, as she promised. She opened up the little cat door and delivered three bowls of food- a small bowl of special food for Sophia, a medium sized bowl of cat food for Thea, and a large bowl for me. I saw what she meant by treating me like her pet, because it was much more than what she usually fed me in the morning, and it was full of meat- actual meat!!

“Please, take good care of my cats, I’m counting on you. This is one of my few days off from any actual work, and I’ve had this planned for quite a while now. If this goes well, I want to spend more days like this with you~”

She left without getting a response, as I simply looked the bowl over to make sure it was intended for me and not for one of the cats. And sure enough, engraved in red letters on the side of the peach colored bowl was my name- Chloe- along with other cute little decorations, my favorite being the little picture of a paw print.

The bowl was filled with sliced lunch meats like turkey, honey ham, smoked ham, roast beef, as well as cooked meats like sausage and bacon. It might have been poison or something, but I didn’t care, it was food. I quickly sat up and pulled it into my lap, picking up a few slices with my hands and just about stuffed them straight into my mouth when I heard Candace’s voice again, this time on the intercom.

“I leave you for literally fifteen seconds and you’ve already forgotten your place?”

Unsure of what I did wrong, I glanced around the room, not knowing where to look, a nervous expression on my face. I could hear her sigh, the sound of disappointment in her voice making my heart ache nervously. I didn’t want her to be mad at me, I loved when she was happy with me. “I… I’m sorry… D-did I do something wrong?”

“I can still see and hear you from anywhere in the house, Chloe, and I thought I had made it clear that I would spoil you as long as you behaved like my good sweet little bitch~” I could tell by the sudden cooing on that last word that I was being called a dog. “Put the bowl down and eat like a dog, or else you won’t be getting seconds~”

“S-seconds?” I quickly obeyed her, setting the bowl down and getting on my hands and knees like a dog. If I had a tail I could tell it would be wagging. “You mean like… more food?”

“That is generally how you train a puppy, moron. What part of spoil do you not understand?” I didn’t care that she was insulting me, I was practically drooling at her words as they came out of her mouth. “If you eat all of your food like a good dog, I’ll bring you more~”

Why is she treating me so well all of a sudden?

Was it because of last night- did I do something to impress her, and now I’m being rewarded? Or was this all a mind game, using positive reinforcement to encourage more desirable behavior in me?

It didn’t make much sense to me, but I didn’t really care. I lied on my stomach in front of the bowl, carefully placing my own front paws on either side of it to make sure it didn’t get knocked out of place while I ate. My peachy orange hair got caught up in my mouth a few times as I ate, getting food in it as I pushed my face into the bowl, but that wasn’t anything new.

My hair had always been extremely precious to me, and occasionally breathing it into my mouth was just the price I paid to keep it as long as it was. My hair was all I had left, so I took incredible care of it.

I did as I was told without a fuss, eating my food out of the bowl like a dog, and sure enough- when I was finished with my first bowl, Candace refilled it for me. I placed my chin on the floor behind my hands as she grabbed the bowl and took it with her, waiting like a desperate puppy for her to return.

She filled it for me again, this time with numerous cheeses and little fruits along with the meat, finishing my breakfast for the morning. When I did eventually clear out the bowl, I got to work for the day- cleaning litter boxes and organizing the room, tormented by Thea more and more as I tried putting her toys away.

Sophia was mewling for me the whole time, her sister was the one bothering me, but she was the one who needed my attention. I had no way of knowing how old the little thing was, she was tiny and made a lot of fuss, nervously pawing at the walls of her pen, but what I did know was that I was quite allergic to her. The kitten clearly just wanted a playmate but that was not a role I was willing to play for her.

Being allergic to dust already made my life in this house a nightmare, but over time I’d gotten used to it, seeing that daily cleanings kept dust from collecting in the first place. But the cats made my eyes water, itch, and turn red. They made my nose simultaneously congested and runny at the same time. My throat was sore and itchy, I couldn’t stop sneezing, and their fur made it hard to breathe.

Candace may be a cat person, but I was obviously not, even if I wasn’t allergic- I would still hate these little monsters. Sophia made me especially angry, just hearing her name in my head messed with me.

I picked her up from the playpen, trying as hard as I could not to squeeze her to death in my hands. Might as well get the bath out of the way, she was playful, excited to meet someone new, and perfectly willing to let herself be picked up.

I set her down in the tub as gently as I could, turning the water on. I was surprised to see that she loved the water, splashing around in it, unable to sit still. I managed to clean her up and dry her off with minimal scratch marks, putting her back into her pen once I was done- much to her dismay.

Her sister on the other hand, was a different matter. I had to wait for Thea, watching through the cat door that I wasn’t allowed out of for her to come back. I always hated when she left her room, because it meant that I had to clean up after her.

Thea was considerably more feisty and aggressive with me, but I managed to clean her as well. I was left with quite a few more scratches from her than from Sophia, but even the ones that the kitten gave me were less irritating- almost like they triggered my reactions just a little bit less.

My allergies only got worse as I bathed the cats, so I decided it was time for me to take a shower as well. My collar was waterproof and I knew that neither of the cats would make their way in here while I was bathing myself, so this was as good a time as ever. I went through the painstaking effort of cleaning the bathtub, making sure to wash all of the cat hairs away so that I wouldn’t have an even worse reaction while I showered.

Right when I was almost done cleaning the tub however, I watched the water shut off on its own. I nervously turned the handle, trying to get the water to come back on, to no avail. Someone had shut the water off on me before I could clean myself, and I knew exactly who that someone was.

“Candace!! You said I would get to use your pet’s shower!!” I frantically glanced around the room, looking for a camera. I was exasperated. The last thing I wanted was to be denied a shower while my body ached like this. And sure enough- she was listening.

“I said that as my dog you would get the privilege of using the shower, and you will get to use it- as my DOG.” With the water running in the bath in front of me I hadn’t even heard her enter the room, but there she was- standing in the doorway to the bathroom behind me. “That means that if you behave on our walk, I will bathe and groom you myself~”

My heart skipped a beat. She was scolding me, but something about what she was saying excited me- being bathed by another woman sounded delightful. Candace had never touched me like that, and the thought of her doing so was more than enticing.

I’d never felt the touch of another girl. My last partner was my manager, Justin, and he was my first and only long term relationship. We’re still on good terms, or we were- before I was abducted- but we were friends.

I hated to think that it was living with him that finally helped me realize that I was only into women. He was still my manager after all, but he decided it better to move out and let me have that apartment to myself. Maybe if he hadn’t moved out I wouldn’t have been abducted in the first place. I wondered if he missed me, and I really hoped he did. I knew I missed him. But right now I was drooling over her.

“Go to your kennel, Chloe.”

I didn’t like it, but I did as I was told. Sophia was safe in her playpen, Thea was off doing who knows what somewhere out of reach by now, and Candace was hovering over the door to the kennel impatiently. At least in here the cats couldn’t reach me.

Things would be so much easier if I was really a dog. I could ignore all of the bad parts of my owner and focus on the good. Of course Candace hated dogs, but I wasn’t really sure that would put me at a disadvantage. The loudest parts of my brain told me that she hated me regardless, but a small part of me was convinced that she had to have some feelings for me. After all, why would she keep me here in the first place if she didn’t like having me.

I was really missing out on having claws and fangs though. Now was a great time to defend myself if I had a weapon, but I’d stashed it away out of reach. If I was a canine I could maul her and run away, but I wasn’t. So I crawled into the kennel as she held open the door.

The smile on her face was promising. For once she didn’t seem nervous to be around me, and just for a moment I saw something in her eyes telling me that she was enjoying this more than she usually did.

Even as I sat up in the kennel, perpetually on guard, she slowly crouched to my level and reached inside. I braced myself for her touch, lowering my face in anticipation only to feel the soft touch of her fingers stroking the top of my head.

“Your hair is so soft.” She said with a sweet tone. “It feels nice.”

Heart thumps were the loudest sounds to reach my ears in those moments, feeling her grip tighten into my fiery peach locks. Pulling my head away was met with feeling my blank earlobe between her fingers, pinched just slightly.

“It’s okay.” She rubbed my ear between her fingertips, pulling my attention towards her. “I don’t want to hurt you, so don’t make me. Just do as I say and lie down.”

Candace retracted one hand, still clutching me by the hair as she led me to the floor of the kennel. It was a new sensation from her, not senseless cruelty, but a firm guiding touch. I felt myself following her hand, lowering myself to the ground with an almost unnatural ease. Then, once I was there, she let go without another thought.

“Just do as I say and I don’t have to hurt you. I think that makes sense.” She was smiling as she pulled away, gently closing the door to the kennel between us. “So here’s another order. Stay in here until I come get you, I don’t want to lock you in, so prove that I don’t have to.”

Candace slowly rose to her feet, looming over me. She didn’t expect another word from me, so I didn’t provide one. I was at a loss for words anyways, unsure of what I even could have said in that moment. Instead, I did as I was told and lied down, watching her cover the kennel with a blanket to help shade me from the sun.

And then I listened to her footsteps as she walked away.

Emotions stirred inside of me as I lay there in the cramped cage like a dog. Never before had I been so torn on how I felt about her, even back before all of this happened. It felt like Candace was slowly starting to warm up to me, which was terrifying.

I was appalled by just how much I wanted to touch myself right then. The willpower to resist it came to me, but at the cost of bitter unwarranted frustration. It shouldn’t have been so hard not to fall in love with her, but I couldn’t seem to stop myself.

My head hurt a lot more than normal. It was especially painful when I closed my eyes, trying to force myself to rest. Today had honestly been wonderful, but for some reason I couldn’t shake myself free from my own thoughts and feelings. It was like my brain was being squeezed inside of my skull while my body shook uncontrollably, and I listened to the sounds of my own sobs through muffled breath.

Everything was on overdrive for no reason. The good, the bad, the ugly, and the beautiful all hit so much harder than they usually did. Just trying to stay in the kennel was hard when I wanted to chase after Candace, not sure whether it was to embrace or attack her.

I was restless. But I must have fallen asleep eventually, because I was awoken by the sound of the door being opened. After a few moments of adjusting my eyes, I looked up to see her through the black metal bars, sitting on top of the cage.

“Attack me and I will euthanize you.”

There was the Candace I knew and hated.

I wasn’t sure what had gotten into her while she was gone. I felt simultaneously much more rested and restless after getting to sleep the day away like a dog, but whatever Candace had been up to had left her irritable. Nevertheless, I quickly crawled out of the cage, letting my owner get me ready to go outside. For whatever reason, I was extremely excited to go on a walk, even with her.

“Bear in mind that I’ve never used these before, so I’m going to need your cooperation. Just don’t make a fuss, that’s all I ask.”

Here came the real test of my patience, letting her dress me like a puppy. Being treated like a dog was one thing, but pretending to be one was another. She placed my hands in these padded mittens shaped just like paws, quickly doing the same for my feet and even placing a headband with dog ears on my head just to complete the look.

Then she strapped me into a harness, which I wasn’t exactly a fan of. It was the usual black, and it fit me perfectly, but I kind of hated it. It squeezed just a little bit to try and accentuate my bust, still naked and exposed, and I honestly didn’t like how it gave me that many more handles to grab onto. The facial harness was also something I didn’t much appreciate, knowing how the muzzle would make it hard to speak, but I relented.

The single upside to all of this was getting to feel those hands of hers all over me. Candace had some of the softest hands in the world when she wasn’t using them to smack or strangle me, and I couldn’t help but wish she’d stroke my hair some more. Only because she’d already gotten me dressed like this was I open to giving it a shot, letting her secure a leash to the front of my collar and walk me to the sofa.

Candace sat on the couch, forcing me onto all fours in front of her. This had to be the most humiliating thing I’d ever been forced into, and it was up against some pretty fierce competition. She admired her work just as much as she admired me, holding my face in her hands and tilting it back and forth to check that it was secure.

All I could do was stare into those strange blue eyes of hers, hidden behind contact lenses. I so wished that she would just lean in and kiss me, but I didn’t even have the mouth for it thanks to my muzzle. But I could still feel her breath on my skin, my cheeks quickly turning red as I sat there.

I couldn’t control myself anymore, I had to get closer. Front paws gently landed on Candace’s thighs, wanting to tackle her into the cushions, begging for permission to be in her lap. My heart was beating faster than it ever had before. I just wanted to feel her warmth, and I didn’t have the restraint necessary to wrangle in my impulses today.

Quiet whimpers escaped my lips, and before I knew it I was in her lap. I felt her hands on my hips to help me up, my paws guided from her thighs to her shoulders. Then, out of instinct, I buried my face in her shoulder.

I couldn’t be sure what had gotten into me today, but I could feel it, physically. It was in my head, my heart, and my body. My well of energy hadn’t been this deep in months, which was weird, because I’d put up with my conditions just fine since I’d been kidnapped and forced off of my meds. This had to be something new, just like the butterflies in my heart.

Her hands slid from my hips to my ass, and in a welcomed turn of events, I was strangely okay with the feeling of her squeezing my round cheeks in her hands. But then Candace just had to go and ruin it.

My whole body jumped in her lap as I felt her take it just a bit too far. I wasn’t about to let her inside any of my holes, let alone that one. My anus was my weak spot, and she was intent on exploiting that.

“Sit still.” Candace caught me trying to deny her this, which only angered her. “I’m going to assume that was an accident, but I have pepper if you want to be figged into submission first.”

Right then I saw what it was she was trying to do, holding a cute little tail in one of her hands. I had never worn a butt plug before, so I was more than nervous with the idea of starting now. The plug was decorated with the tail of a dog, the black and white fur of a border collie making it look just like Poppy’s, but that wasn’t enough to make it appealing to me.

“Right. You really want to test my patience today, huh?” She sighed, and a crushing wave of regret overtook me as I felt myself shoved out of her lap and onto the floor with careless abandon, watching in horror as she stood up and headed towards the door. “You’re not getting out of this walk, so stay put.”

Stay. All I had to do was stay. But how could she honestly expect me to listen to her?

I panicked, scrambling towards the door to follow after and escape her while she was away, but the door locked shut behind her. And by the time I turned to try and crawl through the pet hatch, I was met with a foot to the forehead shoving me back inside, slamming the hatch closed in front of my eyes, trapping me once more.

“I’m only giving you this many chances because of how well you did last night, Chloe.” Candace shook a small bottle of liquid solution in her hand as she stepped back in. “The harder you fight back the harder I have to kick you back in line. Make this easy and bend over.”

And with such conviction as that, what was I to do but follow her command. Without a moment of hesitation I found myself bent over the roof of my kennel, grateful to have even a thin blanket there to insulate between my body and the bars as Candace approached from behind.

The tail stung like hell as she slid it inside of me, coating in some fiendish lubricant that made my anus rupture into flame as it was coated, but with a fair amount of resistance she finally pushed it into place.

“We’re going on a walk regardless of how well behaved you are.” Candace said through gritted teeth as she yanked me to the floor by the tail, provoking the inferno even further. “But unless the dog wants to walk laps around the house on her elbows and needs, I suggest she try to follow orders just a little better.”

“Mmmhmmph!!” I forced muffled whines through my muzzle, looking up at her with pleading eyes, begging for just a little bit of mercy. “Mmnnngh!!”

I squealed as she slammed her foot down on my new tail, twisting it under her boot. I honestly had to struggle to keep it in, knowing that I was in a whole lot of trouble if I didn’t. But I managed to get through it in one piece, it just came at the cost of my still dwindling dignity as I backed up into my open kennel to hide from her.

“Chloe.” She said with an annoyed snarl. “Get out of there.”

I was doing so well earlier, but now everything was falling apart. I wanted to crawl out of there, but for some reason I just couldn’t. My leather paws batted against the snout of my muzzle, desperately trying to pry it off, to no avail. “Mmm…”

“…Chloe.” Where I expected an angry Candace to shout at me, I heard only a dejected sigh and a quiet tap on the side of my cage with her foot. Candace didn’t quite sound upset, but she was certainly annoyed. “Come out, girl. It’s okay.”

I didn’t believe that for one moment, but it would have been disrespectful for me not to even acknowledge my owner as she spoke to me, so I looked up at her with those same desperate eyes of mine. Begging for forgiveness wasn’t fun, and whimpering for it was even worse, but right now I had no other choice. So I whined at her through the muzzle, cowering in her shadow once more.

“Hey.” Candace said in a much more practiced voice. She was always a sweetheart on stage, and she knew I liked that side of her, so she used it here as necessary. Her shadow quickly receded beneath her as she crouched next to the kennel, grabbing the other side of the door I’d been holding shut. “Do you want that muzzle off?”

“Mhmm.” I murmured through the leather gag, having to use both hands to hold the kennel closed. “Mhmm. Mhmm.”

“Then sit up and put your paws on the floor.” Candace replied, her fingers curled around the bars. “Now.”

Shaking hands trapped in leather mittens slowly planted themselves on the ground, one by one, letting Candace open the door. Apparently, it was good enough for her that she chose not to punch me in the nose for disobeying.

“I want to take you on a walk, Chloe. You have to wear all of this for my protection, or I can’t take you outside with me.” She gently reached one hand in, and I fought with all of my might not to flinch as she reached behind my head. “I’m new at this, but I can see that you’re all shaken up, so I’m going to be gentle.”

Candace tugged the straps of the harness from my face, removing it from me and casting it aside before reaching back inside. She grabbed me by the ear again, pinching my earlobe with enough force to be firm, but not enough to be painful.

“It’s okay.” She said, rubbing my lobe between her fingers ever so slightly. “You’re not in any more trouble. If you come out now we can still go on a walk together. What do you say?”

Trembling, my eyes locked onto hers for a moment, desperately trying to ignore the feeling of my leash falling into her grasp. It took me a bit to finally accept that she meant what she was saying and not lying to get me vulnerable again, to which I responded by wordlessly crawling my way out of the cage.

“Bite me and you get the muzzle again.” Her tone struck fear into me as she picked it up from the floor beside her, pointing at me with it accusingly. “But be good from now on and I’ll still bathe you.”

My nervous heart fluttered at the sound of that, and I nodded meekly, ready to give it a shot.

It was beautiful outside. The sun was just setting, the sky was clear, and I could feel the cold midsummer air on my face as we walked. I crawled on my hands and knees through the soil and grass beside Candace, making sure to stay close to her legs, and I still somehow couldn’t help but sway my hips slightly to wag my tail.

She took me through the parlor and onto the lawn, overlooking the beautiful garden view out in front of the house. I could see the hugely imposing front gate, one of the only gaps in the gorgeously decorated hedges that surround the mansion, and I couldn’t help but admire the centerpiece of the garden. Because between that gate and the house stood an immaculately carved stone fountain, the water glistened in the light of the stars above.

We walked together around the perimeter of the house, silently taking in the sunset view of the garden that surrounded it. On the southern end of the house was the foyer, and between the main entrance and the garage opposite it was no less than difficult terrain. My first noises were nothing but pained winces; my knees scraped against the hard pavement of the driveway as I crawled, still being tugged around on a leash.

And around the back of the house, facing the light above the western facing beach, that beautiful sunset. I’d seen the ocean and its beach illuminated by the setting sun, but it had always been from the dining room. I’d never gotten the chance to admire it from outside.

I couldn’t help but want to say something to Candace, to tell her how beautiful the sunset was, but my voice was too weak and my heartbeat too quick. There was nothing to say about how beautiful the view was from here, I wasn’t watching the sunset, I was watching her.

She was more beautiful than any dawn or dusk could ever hope to be. Her platinum hair sparkled in the warm sunlight, her ghostly pale skin radiating with purity. I had always longed to be free from her, but I knew I couldn’t escape.

And in this light, I didn’t want to.

I could see the pool as we finally rounded the corner, still as the night, light from the sky above glimmering on its surface. And beside it, next to an oversized sand pit, stood a newly built doghouse.

Painted yellow and peach, with my name on it. It was big too, complete with a second story, something I’d never heard of in a doghouse before. The more I looked at it the more it looked like a poolside playground and jungle gym, built just for me.

And I couldn’t help but feel just a little bit torn about that.

“You can thank me now.” Candace nudged my side with her knee high sapphire leather boots as she looked down expectantly, a grin painted onto her face.

And I just stared at her with a nervous indifference. “I have nothing to thank you for…”

…That was probably the wrong thing to say, and though we both knew it, she wasn’t quite upset enough to try and drown me in that pool of hers.

“Really now?” She scoffed. “You’ve been behaving so well, and now you want to be like this?”

“Be like what, Ma’am?” I scoffed right back at her. “I’ve done everything you’ve asked of me. I behaved at your party. I slept outside. I bathed your cats. I’ve acted like a dog all day. I even bent over and let you fig my ass with a tail. I did all of that for you, and you want me to thank you for a doghouse that I didn’t even want?”

Candace was clearly getting frustrated, her face flushing with aggravation. “I’ve done a lot for you today Chloe, but you don’t seem to appreciate any of it.”

“What am I supposed to thank you for, Candace? For not waking me up to make your breakfast for you? For feeding me actual food for a change? For letting me sleep in a cage instead of mopping your floors? For making me suffer through an allergic reaction? For touching me without my consent? For building me a humiliating little doghouse to sleep in instead of letting me live a normal life? What, Candace?! What should I be thanking you for?!”

“You should be thanking me for spending time with you!!”

Candace’s voice began to crack, her beautiful blue eyes tearing up in the corners. Saying her name was another unspoken rule broken for me, but I couldn’t go any longer without being heard, and she was starting to break as well.

“I’m tired of doing this, Chloe. I’m tired of you talking back and disobeying me like this, because every time you bite back I have to punish you, lock you away, and try again tomorrow. But I don’t want to lock you up in your cell and try again tomorrow, I want you to cooperate with me today.” She sighed loudly, tightening her grip on the leash, struggling not to lash me with it. “I don’t want you to spend the rest of your life rotting away in that cell. I want you to fall in love with me, Chloe.”

My heart fluttered dangerously in my chest as she said that, and I realized right there that there was more to hers than I’d known. I could feel shameful tears beginning to well up in my eyes as I forced them away from hers.

She had a point. She was right. I was falling in love with her, and I wish I wasn’t. But I held my tongue. I couldn’t argue with her on this, I just didn’t want to admit that letting myself fall in love with my tormentor was better than dying in that cell.

But right then I took a chance, because I knew I had to. If I was going to salvage this I needed her to know that I was falling for her, no matter how reluctantly. And I did it by slowly crawling my way back to her side, and with just a small tug on my leash I lifted the hem of her dress and gently kissed her thigh, hoping to wordlessly gain her forgiveness.

And for just this once, it seemed to work.

“This is your last chance for tonight, Chloe.” She said through gritted teeth. “Do you want a bath?”

I just looked into her eyes and nodded, settling back into place at her feet. “Yes please…”

“I won’t bathe a dog, not unless she’s my bitch.” She took that moment to kick me away from her just slightly. “So decide, what are you?”

Bathing did sound nice, and I hardly had the strength to do it myself, so I bit my lip and gave into her demands for the day. “I’m your bitch, Ma’am. Please bathe me. I won’t bark or bite anymore tonight, I promise.”

“Good dog.” She said after a brief pause, tugging on the leash once more. “We can check out the doghouse another night.”

Candace turned the water to the pet washroom back on just fine, helping me into the bathtub once it was full. It was annoying that she didn’t let me take off any of the puppy gear she’d forced me into, but the water was warm and cozy, so it was most certainly better than any shower Candace had let me have before.

My owner, on the other hand, did change clothes. Candace always changed in private, never allowing me to see her naked, which gave me a couple minutes alone while the bathtub had slowly filled. She clearly didn’t want to get a pretty dress and a pair of her favorite boots needlessly wet, so she changed back into more casual attire before ever beginning to run her hands up my back, helping wet my body for me since I was still trapped behind puppy paws.

“How does it feel?”

“It’s nice. Warm. Soft.”

“The water or my hands?”

“Both.”

She kept me on all fours as she personally washed my body, my breasts submerged in the water, making me vulnerable while disallowing me from touching myself while this was happening. But I still couldn’t help but sigh happily as her soft skin touched mine.

“Haven’t you ever felt a woman touch you before?”

“N-not like this, no…”

“So you really are a useless lesbian, huh?”

“I never said I was a lesbian?”

“Chloe, please.” Her voice was nothing but pure disbelief that I’d even try to insist otherwise. “Even if I didn’t know you personally, I’ve seen your internet history. There’s no skirting around that.”

“You didn’t-”

“I’ve seen all of it, Chloe. Why did you think I picked petplay as your reward for last night?” She gave me a coy grin, tugging on my soaked tail under the water, which was just frankly going to be ruined with water by the time we were done. “But knowing you’re a useless lesbian, there was one thing that I was surprised to see you looking.”

“No.” I knew exactly which one she was talking about. “Please don’t say it-”

“Your number one search term is futanari?” She taunted me, pulling out secrets sensitive enough that not even my best friend had known about. “You just want to find a woman who’ll pull out her cock and rail you, is that it?”

Just then I felt Candace run her hand up my thighs, thankfully already submerged enough to hide the embarrassed dampness of my cunt as she began to press her fingers inside of me.

I quickly gasped, and as soon as I began to shake my head I felt her dunk my entire body into the bathwater before aggressively yanking my head back out by my hair, holding me by my hip length peach locks…

All while pointing a pair of kitchen shears directly towards my face.

“Do not lie to me, Chloe.” She huffed, knowing that the blades were more than enough to intimidate me into submission. “Admit it. Now.”

“Okay!! My biggest fetish is women with penises!!” My heart trembled with fear as I stared her down, my eyes already wet with bathwater. “There, you’re right!! I want a woman who’ll rail me!!”

“Much better.” That certainly got a smile from Candace. “You have very cute hair, Chloe. I wish you’d have just played in your doghouse like a good puppy. It’s a shame that I have to punish you for your outburst earlier.”

Snip.

Candace began taking a pair of kitchen shears to my hair.

“N-no?!” Within an instant my heart had shattered between my ribs. I took such good care of my beautiful peach locks, they were all I had left, but I’d been stupid to believe she’d let me have even just this one thing. “What are you doing?!”

“You’re already on your last chance, Chloe. If you hadn’t fought me earlier I wouldn’t need to do this.” Candace brought the scissors to my throat this time, pointing them straight at me. “Now be careful, this tub is wet and slippery, and I’d hate to slip and end up slicing open something that doesn’t need cut. So behave.”

Speechless, I just knelt there like an emotionless husk as she went back to my hair, forced to watch in horror as chunks of my hair fell into the water around me. I couldn’t even cry, I was too broken to feel anything at all after a day like today.

“I’m surprised you even dye your hair anyways. You’re a natural redhead, peach is just a brighter shade of orange, isn’t it?”

Candace carried on with normal conversation like nothing had happened, and when I didn’t provide her an answer, she pressed me for one.

I could almost feel the tips of her blades as she pointed them towards my clit.

“If you did have a cock, all I’d need to do is take my scissors and do a little snip right here, and you’d be neutered.”

“Is it true?” I forced through my collapsing lungs, unable to bear the thought of my genitals being maimed like she was doing to my hair. “Wh-what she said last night, you’re having me spayed?”

To my shock and horror, Candace simply giggled, running her fingers through my hair for a moment or two before continuing to mutilate it.

“Like a dog, yes. I’m having you spayed. To help get it through to you that your body belongs to me now.” She whispered seductively into my ear, cooing torment into my mind at my weakest moment, and I could feel how excited it was making her. “I can’t have you getting knocked up after all, that wouldn’t do. No one gets to breed you but me.”

Right there. That was the straw that finally pushed me over the edge, and I broke, muttering angrily through my lips as my tears dripped into the bathwater below.

“I know who my body belongs to, Ma’am. I just thought that if I was good and didn’t run away you wouldn’t hurt me like that.” Ugly sobs rolled their way down my cheeks and filled the bathtub even further. “B-but you’ve never cared about me like I’ve always cared about you.”

That, of all things, got her to stop and think. Candace set the scissors aside just within reach, knowing that I wouldn’t be able to pick them up without use of my hands, leaving me with a mess of hair in place of my neatly groomed hairstyle from before now that she was finished mutilating my locks.

She tried to hide her emotion, but I could read her brain like no one else could. She was practically moaning under her breath. Candace wanted to take me right here and now, and even after everything I’d just been through I still wanted that more than anything in the world.

“Not yet. Not until you’re spayed and dehumanized.” It was clear that she was talking herself down from her own emotions as she shut the water off and drained the bathtub. “Not until you’ve earned it.”

I said nothing. I felt nothing. Everything I had in me was gone, and I just knelt there as she took to drying my entire body herself.

“I do care about you, or else I wouldn’t keep you as my slave. But I can’t have you thinking you’re anything more than an object, let alone a person with thoughts and feelings to be respected.”

She frowned, waiting until the bathtub was completely drained before coming at me with a hairdryer cranked on high. Eventually she did get me mostly dried off, including the tail, which just as I’d expected had been the worst part.

“You’ve been a naughty girl today. But as a whole you’ve done satisfactory work as my dog.” She quickly forced me into her lap as she pulled out a towel, taking a more personal and caring approach to drying my hair, even if it meant getting her lap wet. “Tomorrow, however, you’re going back to work as my maid. You’ve shown that I can’t regularly trust you with this level of proximity, at least not yet, so we’d better get you into your cell.”

I crumbled as she said that. Today had been hell, but her presence had been the best parts just as they’d been the worst parts. But I wasn’t convinced that I wouldn’t end up bald if I tried to argue with her anymore than I already have. Without another word to say, I let out a sigh of disappointment as I leaned my head into her chest, desperate for just a little bit of her warmth.

But as my body reached the soft skin of her torso, I heard her heartbeat pick up ever so slightly. “Unless my cute little mutt is ready to go play in her doghouse for a little bit?”

After last time, I knew better than to say no, so I eagerly jumped onto the opportunity this time.

The doghouse felt about as cramped as my cell, despite having more space. Candace gently forced me inside of it, knowing I wouldn’t disobey her any more for the night. The bottom floor was separated into two human puppy sized rooms, one of which contained a pet bed for me to sleep in.

There was also a second floor for me to crawl up to via a very small ramp, because it was too cramped to move around in here without crawling like a puppy. It only had a single much bigger room inside, and attached to it was a little balcony, accessible through a hatch that was closed off to me. I wished I could have gone down the slide, but it was already too late to ask for that from her.

Instead, I crawled to the ground and poked my head out of the door at Candace, who was smiling at my newfound energy and enthusiasm for the little playpen that surrounded the doghouse. I could see pride on her face as she reached in and grabbed one of my ears again, pinching it with her fingers.

“What do you say when someone does something nice for you?”

I still didn’t want to say it, but if she was giving me a second chance to show gratitude, I was going to get it right. “Thank you, Candace.”

She gave my ear a firm tug as she idly played with my freshly groomed hair. “I want you to call me your master.”

I blushed profusely as she said that, bouncing the sound of it around in my head for a few moments before doing as I was told. “Thank you, Master.”

“Good.” She smiled, keeping one hand on my ear. “Before I take you back in I want to try something.”

I nodded my agreement. “What’s that, Ma’am?”

“This.” She rubbed my earlobe between her fingertips. “From now on, when I pinch your ear like this, it’s a signal.”

Humiliated. I felt humiliated. Something about the sweet undertones with which she approached me today- it was different and new. What a girl , I couldn’t help but think; knowing that I’d been tricked into thinking it while all the same treating the thought as my own. What a girl - what a woman. What a waste. And to think that I had truly fallen in love with her those months ago. To think that this was the woman I’d been pining for what felt like my entire life. That was a thought I couldn’t bear. My singularly obsessed love-addled little gamer brain never would have thought that the woman I had so desperately sought the adoration and approval of for years would turn out to be this. This. Something worse than a monster. A woman so comprehensively and compulsively awful that the only word I have to describe her is… Well… This…

This is her. CStC. The Candace Saint Clair. Devil’s flesh and bones. Invisible warts and all. Her sweetness, now just undertones, were why I had fallen for her. Not for the girl- but for her lies. The icon I had witnessed on stage and longed to become was a lie. A character. Suddenly I didn’t feel quite so bad about who I was. No matter how many people hated my exterior, like she did- I at least knew that on the inside, I was better than her.

And everyone knew that. I was better on the outside too. I’d shown it straight to her face, and she couldn’t stand it. If only this wasn’t reality; I’d have the last laugh.

No , I tried to think. I tried to tell myself. Wanting to be sure that, no, I wouldn’t fall in love with her. I couldn’t let her fill my head with those thoughts again. Won’t fall for her lies again. Can’t fall in love with the sweet illusion she used to hide her bitter, poisonous insides. That would be letting her win. This was a game that I wasn’t about to lose. I won’t lose.

I thought- I won’t fall for this. I won’t fall in love with her. That’s what I told myself.

Yet I couldn’t help but hang onto her every word. Bury this- the feeling of her fingers and what they were to signal- deep down. Lean into her touch. Internalize this, and ask. “What does it mean?”

“It’s okay.” Candace smiled ever so slightly. She then let go, stood up, and pulled the leash tight once more. “It’ll be my way of trying to tell you that you’re okay.”

Permanently embittered by all of the pain she’d inflicted on me, I begged the powers that be that she wouldn’t trick me again. Asking with tears in my eyes. “You mean that. Please don’t lie to me. You mean that, don’t you?”

Candace quickly shut me down. Shaking her head in sheer annoyance. “A touch isn’t meant to leave room for doubt or invite response. Don’t question me. I know you’re distressed, but you’ll have to learn that. You’ve been more sensitive than usual today, I think you need something like this just in case it happens again.”

Instinctively, I spat- almost offended. “I haven’t been more sensitive-”

“Yes you have.” She snarled, eyeing me to reinforce her words. Don’t question me. “Now come on, there’s a fresh bowl of puppy mush waiting for you inside.” A suspicious smile returned to Candace’s lips. “And I’ve made sure to add a special ingredient to keep you in line.”

Shivers ran up my spin at the thought. “Special ingredient?”

“That’s not your place to ask, slave.” Candace remarked as she turned heel, leading me back inside by my leash one last time. “Follow me. Tomorrow’s another day and I need you to be ready for it. There’s still so much left for us to do together.”

And with my heart pounding and my head hung low- I’d fallen for her lies again.

“Yes, Master.”