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Thread: The Human Pet

Alright, Belle. Follow me. We are going to your new home. he said with a smile as he gave her a pat on the head and headed out side and into his limo. He sighed and and smiled down at his new pet as he started to pet her head, wondering how she would act now away from that place.
Thread: The Human Pet

Belle followed her and smiled. She sat in the floor board of the limo and laid her head gently in his lap and looked up at him and smiled wider.
Thread: The Human Pet

He smiled happily, petting her hair softly as they pulled into the driveway. He got out, gently pulling on leash behind him, telling her to follow. His house was nothing special. It wasn't big, nor was it fancy. It was just...............a house. Nothing more, nothing less. The inside of it, however, was pretty. The furniture was expensive and there was a lot of expensive electronics as well. The house really lived up to the saying 'can't judge a book by it's cover.' He than gave a soft sigh and led her into his room, leading her onto the bed so she get comfy before starting back on his work, occasionally looking back at the cute girl with a smile.
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His touch on her hair was everything she could want it to be. Crawling out, she walked on all fours. She moved behind him and looked up and at the house. She smiled adn moved inside and looked around at the furniture and surroundings. She looked at him and smiled and followed him curiously. She looked up at the bed and seeing he was obviously inviting her, she climbed up onto the bed and did a few turns and laid down and smiled looking back at him and smiled wider and giggled and snuggled in closer.
Thread: The Human Pet

He smiled at her as he finished with his work, getting up from his desk. He got up and flopped beside her on the bed. He liked petting her, but his hand accidentally brushing up against her chest reminded him she was human, and may have feelings and thought like a human would, if they were still there, anyway. He sat up in the bed and looked at her curiously and asked Tell me, can you speak. I won't force you if you don't want to.
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Yes...I can speak. She whispered and leaned her back against him when he laid down. She exposed her breasts to him and shut her eyes and sighed contentedly showing him that she didn't mind at all if he touched her. She was after all a pet and a pet was shown love by touching. She stretched out and looked up at him and smiled wider.
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Her voice was beautiful. It sounded like a angel. No wonder they kept her silent. If she talked so much, it would make people want her more and make people wonder why she wasn't in a luxury slave shop, which was what he was thinking. Hmm. I see. You have a very pretty voice, but is it to much to ask yout to stat quite unless I ask you something? he asked before gently fondling her tit, wondering what she would do or if she would ask him to stop.
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Not at all. I actually perfer to remain quiet. She sighed and laid across his lap and shut her eyes blushing as her nipple became hard and drooled milk in his hand. She looked up at him and smiled wider.
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He liked it when she did this, but he didn't want to milk her, as it wasn't really milk. It was real, but it wasn't produced natrually, which bothered him a bit as he as continued to play with her gently. He than looked up at her and asked Nod if you like pain., not wanting to get used to her lovely voice. He would only ask her to talk if he felt he needed a more detailed explanation of what was going on.
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She frowned and then blushed as her blonde tail flicked around to her thigh to brush against her pussy and she smiled nodding. She was supposed to like anything that her master liked. Even if it meant pain. Which she didn't like pain.
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He decided to test her, by twisting her nipple suddenly. Most people couldn't tell the difference from a masochist loving pain and someone who didn't, but he knew how to tell the difference. It was all in the way they moaned, which sounded different to him.
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Her eyebrows rose up and she shut her eyes and whimpered biting her lip shivering. She looked up and tried to smile and moaned softly.
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Thread: The Gambling Debt  (Strmas and Camille)

Paulie and Vito moved over to the small newspaper kiosk in the Apartment lobby. One look from Vito and the owner was suddenly very busy arranging stacks of magazines and trying desperately not to look at the two men. Paulie made a knowing little smile to Vito, they could smell the man's fear even from over hear. Vito was good for that, he might not be much of a conversationalist but he was good for having people try really hard not to see you. It was like having your very own invisibility shield in one of those damn sci-fi show. The spot was perfect, they could watch everyone coming in the doors and everyone using the elevators. This time of day not much traffic, most people had jobs or somewhere else to be, not hanging around an apartment, but they knew their little target would be along pretty soon. She always went out to meet some friends for morning coffee and came bopping back to the building between 10-1030. Must be nice not to have to work. Well the little bimbo would be learning about work pretty soon. He watched her stroll into the lobby a few minutes later, not a care in the world, heading toward the elevator. Paulie nodded to Vito and they silently filed in behind her, following her to the elevator bank, watching her press 20 as always. The empty elevator opened almost immediately and as she stepped on, Paulie quickly stepped on behind her. Vito moved and blocked the door, some old geezer wanting to get on might have just as well been trying to walk through a brick wall. Vito stepped in and Paulie pressed the close door shutting out the old geezer. The elevator began to rise. Paulie pressed the stop button freezing the elevator between floors and gave a little leering smile to the young woman.
Thread: The Gambling Debt  (Strmas and Camille)

Taking a quick glance at her wristwatch, Skye Roberts smiled to herself as she made her way through the lobby area carrying a bag of groceries in one arm and her pocket book in the other. Her heels clicked noisily against the tiled floor as she moved toward the elevators. Thankfully the quick dash to the super market that morning wasn't going to upset her daily routine and she was still very much on schedule. Her morning java party with Pam and Elaine had been quite uneventful, and now all Skye wanted to do was to return home to her apartment to watch her favorite soap opera's and afternoon talk shows. The petite blonde had been too distracted with thoughts about what was happening on the next episode of The Young and the Restless to even notice who had stepped into the elevator along beside her. It was only after the elevator had come to a jolting and abrupt stop that she looked up to see the two men hovering dangerously close beside her. Their eyes were cold and piercing as they stared back at her and slowly they inched toward her. Skye was positive she had never seen either of them in her apartment building before and a state of panic began to rise up inside of her. She tried not to flinch away from them, but she could feel her entire body coil back a bit, wanting desperately to put more distance between herself and them as they stood there in the small space of the elevator. She swallowed nervously, hoping she was just reading them both all wrong. With a forced smile, she nodded slightly and spoke with a shaky voice. Hello. She clenched the sack of groceries tighter to her body and continued with her fumbling words. Uh....there s-seems to be s-something wrong with the uh....ele...elevator?
Thread: The Gambling Debt  (Strmas and Camille)

Paulie moved a back from the elevator control panel herding the girl toward the corner. He turned to his partner, Hey Vito, we got a fucking genius here, she figured out the elevator stopped all by herself! Vito just shrugged his massive shoulders, he never could figure out when Paulie really wanted an answer, better just to stay quiet. Paulie shook his head in disgust at Vito and returned his gaze to Sky, stepping even closer to the frightened girl. Well, let me give you a couple pieces of advice that might help a little genius bitch like you., he put his finger at the edge of the bag of groceries and pulled alittle. The bag tore and items spilled out onto the elevator floor. First keep your little slut mouth shut until your told to speak. If your desperate to puse your mouth I'll have Vito put something better than words in your little mouth., he pushed even closer backing her completely into the corner. Second, when you run up a debt, pay our fucking bills. Or mabe you think your too don't have to pay your debts? He turned his attention back to Vito, Maybe she thinks the casino uses monopoly money, huh., he looked into Vito's blank stare, You know monopoly, play money? Ahhh, he waved his hand at Vito and turned back to Sky. You think its play money slut? Is that it? You think we're playing?, He turned back to Vito, Hey Vito, she don't think were serious? Maybe you should show her we're serious. Vito took a step toward the young girl but Paulie held out a hand and he stopped. No, I think she knows this is serious. Show me you think this is serious. Get on your knees.
Thread: The Gambling Debt  (Strmas and Camille)

Skye realized that the two men in the elevator were low-lifes who worked for the casino she had frequented weeks earlier. Her worst nightmare was quickly becoming a reality. She had hoped that Steve, the casino manager, would somehow smooth things over with his boss, giving her more time to come up with the money. Her gambling addiction was about to jeopardize her finances, her marriage, and possibly, her very life. She cringed at Paulie's vehement words as they began threatening her if she did not pay back the money she owed. She gasped when he pulled at the bag of groceries she held in her arms, tearing the paper sack and spilling nearly all of it's contents onto the floor. Please... She could feel her heart thumping wildly against her chest. Fear was rushing through her veins, the moment feeling very surreal. Her mouth had become dry, making it hard for Skye to form any words. Please, I am...I am going to.....pay back the money I owe...every penny. I sw-swear. But Paulie continued to taunt at her, hurling accusations at her insincerity at paying back the debt. She shook her head back and forth, her words becoming jumbled as her voice trembled. She pled with them to no avail. Show me you think this is serious. Get on your knees ! Being in no position to bargain with them, Skye did as they told her to do. The two men had already backed her up in the corner of the small elevator, so she slowly let her body slide down the back wall, lowering herself to her knees. I...I know this is serious...I do Tears were stinging the back of her eyes as she knelt there before the two thugs. She fought hard to keep them at bay, not wanting to show any weakness. I will do anything to pay back my debt. Just please...my husband and my family can not know anything about this...please.
Thread: The Gambling Debt  (Strmas and Camille)

Paulie turned his attention back to his partner, See Vito, the little slut does understand. He bent lower, moving closer to the frightened woman. Suddenly his left hand shot out and he grabbed her blond hair, pulling her head back and forcing her eyes to meet his, You bet your sweet little ass you're going to pay back every penny!, he growled looking into her wide eyes, and do anything we tell you. He held her face inches away from his own, then suddenly let go of her hair and straighten up and looked down on her. This is just a little warning , a .., he turned his attention back to Vito, what did Tony call it? A Courtesy call?, the big man said. Paulie looked back and shook his head in amazement, Yeah, wow, Vito, you amaze me., he turned his attention back to the kneeling girl, Isn't he just fucking amazing? He reached down and grasped her face this time, holding her cheeks in his left hand. Again he forced her head back, making sure she looked right into his black eyes. You've got to 1 this afternoon to bring the money to the club. Unless your too busy. He turned back to Vito, still keeping a vice like grip on her face, We don't want to interrupt her busy schedule do we Vito? He bent down very close to her face again, No if it's not convenient for you to come to the club, Vito and I will be glad to come by and pick it up in your home. It's a special service we offer, we'll even entertain your hubby while we collect, he leered at her with an evil grin. Paulie reached into his pocket and pulled out a small piece of paper, his fingers forced her lips apart and he shoved the paper into mouth. One o'clock princess. your choice where. Paulie restarted the elevator and pushed the next floor. The elevator stopped almost immediately and the doors opened on a empty floor. Paulie and Vito stepped off the elevator and looked back on the girl still on her knees as the doors closed and it resumed its climb to the 20th floor. Paulie and Vito headed back downtown, Paulie smiled as he turned to Vito, Maybe Tony will be in a sharing mood.
Thread: The Gambling Debt  (Strmas and Camille)

She stayed there on her knees for a few more minutes, unable to remove herself from the floor right away. She didn't budge an inch until she was certain the two men were well on their way and out from her sight. Then with trembling fingers, she removed the piece of paper that was stuffed inside her mouth and began unfolding it. She recognized what it was immediately A copy of the IOU she had written and signed, stating she would pay back the 25,000.00 she owed in gambling debt. She read in total shock, the words that had been scribbled beneath her own writing. ...with 7,500 interest?!! As she quickly closed the apartment door behind her, she began fastening every lock that was bolted onto it. Her head was spinning and she could barely breath. What the fuck have you done now, Skye ? Suddenly feeling nauseous, she ran to the bathroom, making it just in time as she emptied up her morning coffee and bagel into the toilet. In less than an hour, Skye had managed to come up with 4,500.00, using their rent money as well as maxing out two of her credit cards. She knew this amount didn't even come close to the interest she owed them, but she was certain that her friend Steve could buy her some more time if she gave him this first installment. She parked her car next to the back entrance of the casino and ran in, a money bag clutched tightly in one hand, her car keys in the other. She found Steve at the bar having a few drinks with a co-worker, and quickly she pulled him off to a narrow hallway on one side of the room where they could have some privacy. She was nearly in tears, but she managed to explain to him her dire situation. Steve, two men came to my apartment building this morning and they threatened me if I didn't get the money I owed back here by 100 p.m. today. She looked around to make certain no one was around close enough to hear her. They are going to hurt me...and my husband...and my family.. if you don't talk to your boss and convince him to give me more time. She was now frantically crying, tears pouring down both cheeks. I just need more time, Steve...please....ya gotta help me! She was clutching the front of his shirt unknowingly, her eyes pleading with the casino manager to help her keep the bad guys at bay.
Thread: The Gambling Debt  (Strmas and Camille)

Closing her eyes, Skye took another timid sip of the whiskey as it was held to her trembling lips. Steve was gentle as he tried to calm her down, but his words did very little to ease her fears or reassure her that everything was going to be okay. Her hands were still shaking beneath his as he held her close to him, explaining that as long as she made the interest payment each week, his boss wouldn't be too hard on her. You ... you do have the 7500, right ? Skye stared at the money bag lying there in her lap. Then she looked up at Steve, her face lined with fresh tears, her head shaking slowly back and forth. In a strained voice, she answered him. No. She was three thousand dollars short of the vig payment, but for all practical purposes, it might as well of been three million dollars as there was no way she was going to be able to produce either amount. A quiet sob escaped her lips as she continued, There has to be some other way for me to pay back this money. I have part of it...4,500.00, but Then she unzipped the bag and grabbed the wad of bills that had been stuffed inside, handing it over to him. It's all I have, Steve. Please...you have to buy me some more time..... please .
Thread: The Gambling Debt  (Strmas and Camille)

Steve let the wad of cash fall into his lap as his hand continued to hold the whiskey glass and his other arm held Skye close. he swallowed a big gulp of the whiskey. 3 large light, he thought, Tony was going to go ballistic! He looked at the vulnerable girl as tears slowly ran down her face. She didn't have a clue what was in store for her, Skye, 4,500? Do you have any idea how much trouble you're in?, that just made more tears come, Ok, ok, here drink some more, he put the glass to her lips and this time tipped the glass so she had to take a real swallow of it. He shook his head looking at her. There really wasn't anything to think about, he needed to take her up to Tony and let him know. Then it would be up to Tony and the likes of Paulie and Vito to get their money back from her, or its value from her, one way or another. Yes he should take her up to the house right away but ... feeling her lean next to him felt good, really good. The way she looked up to him with those tears made something stir in him. An image came to his mind, Skye in the Kennel, he pushed it away. Steve, he thought, Don't do anything dumb. It's not your problem. She's a big girl. But she didn't look like a big girl huddled next to him looking at him for some way out. Any chance you can come up with the 3 grand today?
Thread: The Gambling Debt  (Strmas and Camille)

Clasping her own hands around his as he offered up the drink once more, Skye took a larger gulp, coughing and sputtering as the warm, amber liquid burned it's way down into her tummy. She was as white as a sheet. A trembling hand came up to cover her mouth as she fought back the urge to spew it right back up. Glancing over at him, she answered his question. Today ? No, no way. Not unless... She paused, her mind mulling over the possibilities. Not unless I was to ask my father-in-law for the money, but even then, there's no guarentee that he would give it to me. Mikes dad doesn't even like me much. He never did. She searched Steve's face, looking for answers. Steve had always treated her so kindly when she came to play at the casino. He was, in part, one of the reasons she returned to the casino time and time again. Yes, she had a gambling addiction. The 25,000.00 tab she now owed wasn't brought about because she enjoyed the drinks and horderves at the Dionysus bar and grill. Skye was constantly chasing the big win. But there was also the special friendship she had developed with Steve. He was always so attentive and wonderful to her. He would look after her the whole time she was there, making sure she had everything she needed. And the fact that he was quite handsome was just an added bonus. Skye saw the concerned look on Steve's face and tried to give him a small smile, but it was very brief. What will your boss do to me, Steve? She chewed on her bottom lip with worry, her eyes wide and frightened. Then she asked, What will happen to me when he finds out I can't come up with the money? She laid her head on his shoulder and whispered, I've never been so scared in my entire life.
Thread: The Gambling Debt  (Strmas and Camille)

Steve nodded as she told him she couldn't come up with the money today, he had already known that but considering what was coming he had to ask. Then she asked what he had been dreading, What was Tony going to do to her. He took the glass from her and drained what was left and then signaled to Gail to bring them a refill. Gail whisked back in forth in a minute putting the fresh glass of whiskey in front of them. Steve didn't look at her and just starred at the whiskey for a few more minutes and then took another swallow. He turned and faced Skye again. When someone is late, Tony will punish her up in the penthouse. Or maybe have Paulie punish her as he watches. If she's just late she'll be reminded to get the next payment on time and then sent home. If she's short .., he stopped and took another swallow, then fed her a swallow of the whiskey. if she's short they have a special bar 2 flights up called the kennel. It's an employee lounge. The late girl is sent to the kennel, in restraints, and she serves a 6 hour shift where she pleases anyone and everyone in the lounge, however they want. One shift in the kennel is usually enough to ensure she's never short again.
Thread: The Gambling Debt  (Strmas and Camille)

The alcohol was taking it's effect, quieting Skye down and allowing her to calmly listen to Steve as he explained what was going to happen to her. Her blue eyes rounded slightly as she heard him tell her she would have to pleasure everyone there, however they wanted to be pleased. Everything inside of Skye told her to bolt and run, but she knew they'd only catch her eventually. She did not want to experience any of this, but she needed the nightmare to be over. After a quick glance at her watch, noting it was only a few minutes past the 100 p.m. deadline, she let out a long, ragged breath. Her husband wouldn't be home from the office until late that evening, 900 p.m. at the earliest. A six hour shift would have her back home in plenty of time to welcome him home. She tossed a few more gulps of liquid courage to the back of her throat, then spoke with the whiskey heavy on her breath. I can do this. She cleared her throat and swallowed hard, her gaze cast downward at the drink held in her hand, not wanting to look Steve in the eye for fear her own would belie her sudden gained confidence and bravery. I'll get my punishment over with, and then I'll work on getting the rest of the money together. Sitting the drink down on the table in front of her, she stood up and turned around to face her friend. So...I suppose we get this show on the road?