Pet Kink

[M_Angst]

A petgirl, collared and leashed, on all fours at my feet. I flick the leash and she immediately responds - jerking her eyes in my direction to anticipate my next command. There is a flicker of anxiety in her eyes. Has she displeased her Master in any way? Or will she be taken for her walk, jogging contentedly next to me as I stroll, leash in my hand. I can see the collar wound tightly around her throat quiver, as she swallows hard, her simple, animal mind trying to fathom my next move. Such is the power her Master yields over her. But great is also the responsibility. As they say, to you, she's just a dog. To her, you're Everything...

Being a pet is not just a fantasy. It is her entire life and being.

Master Angst