“It’s good to see that you’re finally learning a few tricks. After all, you’re a house pet now and you’d better keep your master happy,” he said.
“I’m not a pet. I’m your girlfriend!” Karissa protested.
“Do I buy you food, clothing, and toys?”
“Yes…”
“Do I pay for your apartment and your lifestyle?”
“Yes…”
“Then what are you?”
“…Your… pet… bitch… S-sir…”
“Good bitch. I’ll bring you over to Sally’s place later and you can play with her pet, Roger.”
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