Elizabeth loses control

As she crawled on all fours to her water bowl in nothing but a collar, gloves, and knee pads, Elizabeth's mind tried to piece together how she'd gotten to this point. In the past month, she'd gone from staying for a few days at Megan's house while Jeff worked in Iowa, to living as some kind of human pet of her sister. She hadn't seen Jeff in months, and had no idea what Megan might have told him, or when he might come and save her.

Soon after she'd tried to get her sister to help, things had taken a hard turn. After her first time relieving herself outside, anytime she felt the urge to go, she'd tried to use the restroom only to be stopped by her sister and redirected outside. She'd sneaked into the bathroom once successfully, but the collar had given her a hard shock, which she didn't know it could do until then. After that she'd just started to go outside and cover it up with dirt.

Not long after, she'd found it difficult to stand up on her feet for long periods. She suspected it was the ear buds, but her sense of balance was now a bit off. Megan seemed to like that, and bought her some padded gloves and knee pads to help her around the house. The gloves were more like mittens with holes for the very tips of her fingers, which made getting her clothes on and off a real challenge. Megan's solution was that she didn't need clothes anyway, and removed all of them except one halter shirt that said 'bow wow wow' on the front and a pair of gym shorts in case they had to go out.

Megan had also bought her a dog bowl to eat out of, with 'Ellie' printed on the side. She had to sound it out when Megan showed her, reading felt like taxing a part of her brain that wasn't getting any oxygen. When she got it finally, she barked out, "That's me! Me! Me! Me! I'm Ellie! Thank you Megan!"

Megan had smiled, "Yes, I don't think 'Elizabeth' suits you anymore does it?"

Ellie cocked her head and her tongue fell out of her mouth. She couldn't focus on keeping it in anymore while she was trying to think of something hard. "Who... who is that?"

"Oh, no one anymore. Don't worry about it Ellie. Who's my good girl? Who's my good pet?"

Ellie blinked and grinned, "Me me mememememe!" Megan reached down and Ellie reflexively licked her hand. She felt Megan touch her clit and she whined needily.

What had really started to send her mind for a loop lately, was that her sister had started to give her a pussy rub in addition to a 'good girl' when she 'did a trick'. The first time, the orgasm from being naked at her sister's feet, begging for treats had knocked her over. She saw stars, and it was a while before she realized she was in a different part of the house, barking with abandon out the window at some bird.

Megan pulled her hand away and reached into the bag she'd brought home. "Momma's got something for her little puppygirl. Do you want to see it?"

Ellie did.

Megan pulled out a thick red dildo, shaped differently than Ellie's old dildo she'd kept in her room. That one she couldn't really use well anymore, since her hands weren't as dexterous with the gloves on. This one had a suction cup on the end.

Megan walked into the master bathroom and attached the suction cup to a low spot on the tiled wall. She grabbed Ellie's collar and led her to the dildo. "Do you know what this is? It's a dog dildo. I know you've had problems since we put these little gloves on you, so I figured you could have fun when you need to with this."

"Oh! Thank you thank you Megan!"

"Well, go on, have a go at it." Megan let go of her collar, and Ellie turned her head to the dildo, standing at attention at her nose level.