It isn't

You feel both worried and ridiculous as you await the judgment of the quality of your dog bark by this complete stranger. She moves in closer to you, crouching down so she's closer to your level. She gently places her hand on your head, slowly bringing it down across your back.

"Aww Lucky." She says sweetly, though the way she's looking at you sends shivers down your spine.

You feel her hand stroke your back once again, this time your feel her pull away as it reaches your lower back.

"Try that again one more time." She says, moving in even closer towards you.

Assuming you didn't please her with it on the last one, you take a deep breath before trying it again. You begin it in your chest, building a small growl letting it grow inside of you before letting out another loud gruff

"WOO....!"

You suddenly feel Angela's hand grip tightly onto your balls, squeezing them tightly causing the sound coming out of you to get not only louder but higher pitch.

"OOOoooOOOoooeeeeehhhhhYIP YIP YIP!!!!" You squeek out as your body trembles and shakes in pain before Angela finally loosens her grip.

"Just what I thought." She says moving her hand back and stepping away from you.

You collapse on the floor in pain as Angela walks off. You pay no attention to where she goes as you are too focused on the agonizing stinging coming from hour balls.

"Im sorry if I hurt you, my puppy." Angela says, her voice getting closer to you once again.

You don't believe what she's saying is genuine but strangley, you do feel slightly comforted as her hand strokes down you back again.

"The first bark didnt sound right because is wasnt true to the real you." She says.

This would be the point where you'd argue it's because you're not really a dog, but the resistance in you begins to slip away as she continues to pet you.

"You're not my big, tough, boy." You dont notice her other hand quickly moving its self back towards your crotch. "You're my cute, little, bitch!"

Once again, you let out a yelp as you feel an **** tightness aound your cock and balls, though this time it's not quite as painfull. You quickly fling yourself back in a sudden chaotic attempt to distance yourself from her. As your body slams against the wall, you get a chance to look down and see a tiny pink cage locked around your cock.

"I guess Lucky wasnt the right name for you." Angela says as she slowly begins to approach you. "I think Princess works much better."