Ask him what you'll be doing
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Year heart skips a beat at those words, and you know that you're not going to enjoy whatever it is you're going to be doing. | Year heart skips a beat at those words, and you know that you're not going to enjoy whatever it is you're going to be doing. | ||
- | The rest of the trip is painfully silent, that is until you see a massive mansion off in the distance. You | + | The rest of the trip is painfully silent, that is until you see a massive mansion off in the distance. You gasp at the sheer size of it. It's bigger than most most buildings in the city, let alone out in the country side. It's not just a block building either, but looks like the modurn equivalent of a medieval castle. |
You're snapped out of your astonishment, when your master sits down next to you, holding a few things. | You're snapped out of your astonishment, when your master sits down next to you, holding a few things. |
Current revision as of 03:11, 19 May 2013
Your master licks his lips at your question, and stares at you with a fiery lust. "You'll see, my pet. Oh, you'll see."
Year heart skips a beat at those words, and you know that you're not going to enjoy whatever it is you're going to be doing.
The rest of the trip is painfully silent, that is until you see a massive mansion off in the distance. You gasp at the sheer size of it. It's bigger than most most buildings in the city, let alone out in the country side. It's not just a block building either, but looks like the modurn equivalent of a medieval castle.
You're snapped out of your astonishment, when your master sits down next to you, holding a few things.
"Here." he says, as he puts a white tank top shirt on you, and attaches a name tag on your collar.
"Kitten" it says, and you figure that's your name from now on.
"There you are, perfect. Do you like them, Kitten?"
You blush upon hearing your new name, and quietly nod.
"Good."
He then takes out a black permanent marker, and writes on your shirt "Doggy treat". He then decorates you in gold jewelry, with large hoop earrings, a thin necklace, and three bracelets for each wrist. He's not yet finished, however, as he applies large amounts of makeup, black eye liner, bright red lipstick, and pink blush to your cheeks. His final touch is to add a pair of cat-like ears to the top of your head that match your hair perfectly.
"There you are, my little Kitten. Now you look the part."
Just as he says this, the carriage comes to a stop and the side door opens.