Under New Management“Don’t you get it?!” she pleaded, looking up at her new master
Under New Management“Don’t you get it?!” she pleaded, looking up at her new master as she fell to her knees, the steel collar and leash around her neck, “He’s just going to do the same to you one day!”“Maybe so,” her new master replied, laughing, “but you’ll still be nothing but an insignificant pet, so why shouldn’t I enjoy the time I have now?”The Reformation happened so fast, many women simply had no idea how to respond. The changes happened piecemeal, but by the time the ball got rolling on repealing women’s rights, it was too late to fight it. They had lost. Demoted down to nothing more than pets kept around for the amusement of men. As she felt her remaining clothes get cut off of her body by her former employee, a single tear fell down her cheek. Her former secretary had been seeing her husband for months behind her back. She felt so stupid. Now the two of them had purchased her as a pet once she was unable to renew her Freedom Papers. She would be their house pet, their slave, their unwilling toy dog, sleeping at the foot of their bed, using a litter box in front of them as they watched, going on walks outside through the neighborhood with her naked on a leash.It was all so humiliating, she almost couldn’t wait until her ex-boyfriend got tired of his new fling and made her into a pet, too. At least then she wouldn’t feel so alone.Do you like captions like this? Want more? Want exclusive custom content made just for you based on your ideas? Check out my Patreon here: http://www.patreon.com/totallytransformed -- source link
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