Back at Rinelda's mansion...

I stand on the main lawn before the assembled maids, guards and other assorted servants, looking over them and smiling. "So, to recap, this whole place and everything in it is mine now. Lady Rinelda was good enough to sign the deed over to me this morning. Isn't that right, Rinelda?"

"Mmf," says Lady Rinelda. She's dressed in a lacy, see-through pink negligee, long white stockings with pink bows at the top, pink bunny ears, a pink ball-gag and a pink collar around her neck, which is attached to the leash in my hand. She's just got back from a long walk through town, where it was made very clear to everyone we met that she isn't wearing any underwear. She looks amazingly uncomfortable, perhaps because of the exotic wooden butt-plug that I've oiled up and inserted into her behind. It's tipped with a fuzzy cotton tail, and stays in place all by itself.

"Rinelda is our new pet," I say. "She has to do anything anyone tells her to do. Hop for us, Rinelda."

Rinelda glares daggers at me, draws her hands up between her chin and gives us a few little bunny-hops. There's a ripple of laughter from the servants, who've all suffered at her hands in one way or another. Seems to me like they'll be pretty eager to get some of their own back. I put my hand up Rinelda's negligee and give her heart-shaped bottom a pinch, making her squirm and do her best to wriggle away. She's not allowed to, of course. It looks like she's in for a very embarrassing couple of months, if not longer.

I put my hands on my hips and look around at my new home, sighing in satisfaction. This is it. I've finally found my fortune.