Thread: The Taming of the Brat ((Vivid and Day))

Truth be told, Jeremy felt a little overwhelmed by all the binders at the front counter, the man working the phone inviting him to browse through them while they waited for the handler's confirmation. There were something like nine or ten in all, thickly bound and each specializing in a different type of product, from sexual toys to restraints to clothing to optional breast implants to lord knows what else. One even had a list of classes and various specialized training you could send your bitch to for 'further education'. Alright there pal, the man behind the counter said as he hung up the phone with a friendly smile. Haha, truth be told a couple'a us didn't really think Red was gonna get sold. I mean, great price an' all, and what a niece piece, eh, don't get me wrong, but hoo-boy, kitty's got claws! Hahaha! ...Anyway man, the handler just checked in and it looks like your credit is good. You take a look through these yet? See anything ya want? Yeah, Jeremy replied calmly, his eyes on the binders, flipping through the pages. One hand leaned his arm against his counter, and his body against his arm as the other flipped back a few pages. I like this one here, the rabbit thing. Ah, the Bunny Bikini? Yeah. Nice choice. That's sure to look good with her rack. Here's hopin'. Oh, and this one here, too, he said, flipping forward three pages. The Two-Dollar Hooker? Haha, sure, sure. What about some more proper things? For what? He smirked. Those are expensive. She'd probably just ruin them or something. 'Yeah, yeah, guess you're right... heh, bitch is still a bit too wild I guess. She'll pass for a proper woman in time though. You want any obedience training for her?' Nah. I really think you should. And I mean, don't take that wrong, I'm not on commission or anything. That one's a real twat. I'll break her in, Jeremy simply replied, raising his glance to smile up at the man. Or break her in half. One of the two. Yeeah, that's what I'm talkin' about, the man came back with a hearty laugh. I'll take a few more things though. This here, he said, grabbing another book and pointing to a cage, to a wrought iron crate. And this, he pointed to a large plastic pink bowl, with her name on it. And this collar too, with her name in this font. He pointed out a few more things, setting another book between them to show. And the background info is free, right? Complimentary, boss. You got it. Great. Jeremy waited a few minutes as the man entered all the information, watching him close and set back each of the binders as the items rang up on the screen. His credit already approved, it took very little time from that point. ...And just like that he came to own another human being. If females could even be regarded that highly. What a joke. - - - - Just under two hours later they were at his home, a respectably sized three bedroom, one and a half bath in the suburbs with a decently sized yard. He had recently moved in and there wasn't much to the place yet. The specific room she would find herself in, when Karris awakened, had a window on one wall and a closet in a far corner. It was relatively well sized, twelve feet by fourteen, with a dark green carpet stretched along the floor. In one corner, opposite the closet, was a wrought iron cage reaching about three feet high, four long and two wide, meant for a large dog a fully grown human wouldn't be able to stand up straight nor stretch out fully in it, making it quite uncomfortable. In front of the door was a chair. In this chair sat Jeremy, one ankle raised to rest on the opposite knee as he browsed through a manila folder, reading up on Karris' interesting past. So that's why she came to be such a brat, is it? He smirked as he read to himself. Below the chair, between its legs were several boxes, a few long ones beneath a few smaller ones. And in the center of the room slept the redhead, left there until she decided to wake, her collar and leash still attached, though the end of the leash lay on the floor beside her, held by nothing. Her gag and the rope around her arms had been removed for the time being, each set on the floor by her new master's feet.