Petplay preperations

"No, that looks terrible, deary", Susan expressed her high standarts with a in the meantime slightly nerfed tone.

Gina tried to arch her back some more while she was on all fours fully nude bevore her mistress. For two hours they had been screwing it up. Susan seemed never to be satisfied and Gina really gave her best to get some recognizion and praise. After cumming twenty times her cunt was very red and sore. But much more troubling was the mental aspect of this command. Now she had no way to further repress her own positive feelings towards her new submissive lifestyle. She had to face them and to accept them seeing them as truth now.

"Like that?", she asked insecurely and looked with a really cute face up to Susan basically begging nonverbal for approval and praise.

"No. Not like that. Sometimes you remind me of an elephant. Do you even know the meaning of 'graceful'? Becouse it seems to me that it is a foreign word to your limited intellect."

Gina didnt know why, but it hurt her more than it should to hear such words from Susan. Her mother often had some hurting words for her, but those didnt trouble her at all. It was different here.

"You dont tell me how I can ... improve...", she timidly tried to defende herself.

"Does one have to tell you everything in detail bevore you understand it or are you still able to think?! Come on, it isnt that hard. A few simple poses... I hope you dont pretend you dumbness with intent."

"Please excuse my dumbness, mistress. I will try better." Gina spoke with submission and a hopeful expression looking upwards again. She knew that Susan liked it, when she said such things.

"Oh, do you want a medal now? For that sentence?"

"N-no...", she stuttered with a hurt expression.

"Good, becouse it looked as if you had thought of this excuse as something special. I want you to know that this is the norm. Our new standart. If you want to be praised and rewarded you should finally try to look good. If you can..."

"Of course, mistress. Maybe I could spread my legs a little wider. Would that look better?"

Susan circeled Gina slowly while the pet tried it out, then her feedback was to be heard: "Indeed, pet. That looks better. You dont have much to show of, speaking of your small tiny perky breasts or your non-existent butt. Althoug I have to admit that I like your slutty face. It will look even better when you are ball-gagged and splattered with drool. And your swollen crotch is also worth of showing it of. Why do you think we are training this pose?"

"Mhhh... m-maybe so that I learn more disciplin, mistress?", she guessed cautiosly.

"If I wanted to gift you with disciplin I would spank you again. It has another reason."

"Perhaps becouse it pleases you then? Mistress."

"It does. But there is a different one."

"I...." she thought about the question but couldnt find more reasons.

"If you recognize your small intellect rather tell me you have no idea instead of letting me waste time in waiting for your ridiculus answers, understood."

"Yes, mistress. I have no idea why we do this then."

"We train you those poses becouse we will go to the local kink-fair taking place next week in the city. And I want you to make a good impression. If you fail you also stain my name as your mistress."

Gina got exited again. Now she did try to fill her pose with even more grace. On the one hand she feared this occasion. What if someone recognizes her. On the other hand she liked the idea of being displayed to strangers. And Susan would be at her side so she would feel safe. Somehow she did whenever Susan was around. Susan thought and Gina did what she was told. World never had been that easy bevore.

"I will try to add to your good reputation there, mistress." She said finally to that anouncement.

"You dont even try to beg me not to take you there?" Susan wondered.

Gina blushed a little and couldnt hide a confessing smile. It was a sort of date. She already had thought she wouldnt have one in her life, bevore everything changed. She liked Susan and saw that as a sign. Maybe her new dreams could be brought into reality?

Susan shaked her had slightly: "Unbelievable how fast you became such a slut. Let me say it just once: If you dissapoint me, I will send you to the public boys toilet once more."

Gina trembled at this very deterrent threat. She still had to process the last time she were sent there. And she really feared it. Even had nightmares about it. "Please dont, mistress", she breathed weakly.

"It lays in your hands, dear. Hold that facial expression. Dont move. Your pose just got perfect on the spot." She took her smartphone out and took some photos while Gina held her pose as it was ordered. She trusted Susan, and again didnt really know why.

Then Susan showed Gina leash and collar. "See what I got for you. I will have you like a dog crowl next to me when I go over the kink-fair."

"But dont I need .... ah forget it..." Gina bite her lip.

"No. Speak." Susan commanded with curiousity and a hopeful tone.

"Well, I, its really unimportant a dumb idea I just thought of didnt want to insinuate you forgotandhopeyoudontpunishmemistress", she managed to get out.

Susan knelt down behind her and slapped her red swollen pussy.

"Ouch!!" She yelped and twiched.

"I said: speak."

"I just wanted to suggest a a p-plug... with a t-tail. As your pet I would need one, dont I."

Susan grinned amused. She stood up. "You are right... ehm, I ... will get one for you. That was a good suggestion. Well done, sweety slut."

Gina shivered as she heard those praising words and couldnt do anything to prevent it. Her heart made an extra beat so to say.

"Train your poses at the mirror at home. The fair will start soon. And your brother - to clarify - isnt my lover. But he eventually will play a role as well in our game. Now go home and prepare."

With those foreshadowing words Gina was allowed to leave, what she did. She wondered what her brother had to do with it and said goodby to her mistress with a kiss on her feet as it was the ritual by now.