Try to Assert your ownership

“No. See, I adopted you from the shelter. So you are my..” she stands, towering over you, her cock infront of you as you gulp and finish saying “my pet.”

“Ohh really?” She chuckles, the black leather collar twirling in her fingers. “Now, why oh why does that think you could own all this.” She flexes, while she does her hard cock stands up a bit, poking your chest. She doesn’t let you answer, a long claw reaching out to lift your chin to meet her gaze, as you were staring at her cock. “I think you’d make a much cuter pet. In fact…” she reaches out to put her collar on you.