Life as a Dog

After a night and day's rest to recover, you meet her at her dorm the following evening to receive your punishment. Your imagination has run wild with all the cruel things she may **** you to do and at this point you just wish to get it over with and be done with it. She sits at the edge of her bed in a white tank top and short pair of pink shorts with a devilish grin across her face.

"You will serve as my loyal dog to do whatever I please with, from now until the end of the spring semester." She coldly states.

"Not that I'm complaining but why only until the end of the semester? I honestly expected you to make me pay for this for the rest of my life."

" I might have, were it not for the anti-slavery magical accords of 1875. You really should pay more attention during our history lecture."

As you stand there considering your predicament, an over-sized collar manifests around your neck and tightens itself. You pull at it only for a wave of electricity to shoot through your body. You fall to the ground as your muscles contract and convulse.

" This collar will assure your complete obedience." She says with a coy smirk.

"Aren't there anti-**** accords?" You desperately ask.

"Not at this voltage." She says and with the wave of her finger, you're hit with another mild shock.

"Now then, what to do first..." Harmony contemplates your fate.