Frank invites her in

"She looks like a bedraggled whore right now, so if you don't mind seeing your daughter like that, come on in."

"You had me looking like a bedraggled whore this morning," she giggled, "So like mother like daughter."

Frank opened the door and gestured her in. They found Tara in the living room, crawling around naked on her hands and knees, gathering up the toys and outfit she had brought. When she saw her mother she squeaked in shock and held her hands in front of her breasts.

"You're right, she does look like a bedraggled whore," Natalie laughed, making Tara turn bright red.

"Get out! Get her out of here!" she shrieked. Frank took a single step towards her, raising his hand and Tara immediately grovelled, crawling towards him with her face near the floor and her ass up in submission.

"I'm sorry...sorry...I'm a good puppy...a good puppy...Please Master..." Natalie watched silently, her eyes wide as Tara crawled to Frank's feet and rubbed her face on them, whimpering.

"Holy shit..." she whispered, looking at Frank in astonishment. He smiled and bent down to rub Tara's head, making her stop whimpering and look up at him as though seeking approval.

"It's a simple matter of training," Frank said. "Just like training a puppy. You have to reward them when they behave and punish them when they don't. This puppy will do anything for a reward, won't you puppy?"

"Y...yes..." the teen whimpered, her mouth trembling.

"You wanna see her perform? What your puppy daughter will do?" Frank asked Natalie, a sneering smile on his face.