XXIX - Japanese Pet

Pet Rom.
Main House.

Akame was nervous about the situation; in a way, you could say it was all still very new to her. Damn, not long ago she thought she'd be trapped forever in that damned room; she had no hope her father would come back to help her. She had been afraid of running out of food a while ago, but now she faced a completely different reality in the nature of her problems. One that required her to go outside her comfort zone and face her fears and desires head-on. Akame, however, had a few things going for her: she was young, healthy, beautiful.

It had been a nasty fight... But now, she'd been captured by someone... And she'd also been trapped in a strange pet suit. She'd heard of bondage as punishment, but she never expected a high-class firstborn girl to be subjected to such a bizarre pet punishment. Damn, it had just been a kiss!!!! Sending an employee to outsource the punishment was too much for her... But that's what happened.

"That irresponsible fucking idiot" She couldn't shake those thoughts about her father, anger that sometimes made the little girl's muscles tense.....

She writhed in the restraints, but they were rigid; there was no point in trying to undo the binds or use her hands. The cable connecting the nose hook to her anus was the worst. She felt an overwhelming urge to expel the butt plug with a black tail, but it moved freely and poked at the walls of her intestines. With each movement of her folded back legs, she felt her anus violated and penetrated by the ridiculous pet tail, which wiggled and stretched her hair and nose. After a while of writhing, she soon discovered that keeping her chin and belly on the floor was the only way to feel any kind of comfort. Thus, in this position, the nose hook pulled less, and consequently, so did the entire string inside her black braided hair. She felt some burning at the sites of her new piercings and a strong pressure on her pressed breasts on the ground, but it wasn't unbearable pain. The room really did smell more and more of female bodily fluids, but at least she could lay down in a weird way now, as her fists and back folded legs behaved like a second skin, tight and unforgiving.

In fact, she understood the situation better by looking at her adoptive sister and the other girl who was already here. Her sister had had a fight with the wall earlier and yanked hard on the chain connecting her collar to the it, but soon received a shock that made her moan loudly. Apparently, Hannah was using the same pet kit as Akame and Carrie. Bent legs, hands **** into fists, piercings, ears, chastity bets, animal collars, a pet tail the exact color of their natural hair... It was too much for Akame to process at once. As Saliva dripped freely from the rings locked in the girls' mouths; Akame was confused and afraid, but somehow the feeling of being totally bound and helpless gave butterflies in her belly; there was a certain appeal to the feeling of being trapped, the knowledge that she couldn't escape if she wanted to, the feeling that there was nothing she could do...In a strange way feeling oblivious to her former responsibilities...