She is distracted by the pet

Mr. Napier walked out, followed by in tow by Lisa. In her head, she told herself over and over not too look at the leashed woman. The more she looked, the harder it would be to speak to the customer. She needed to be cool, calm and collected. And yet, mere moments after walking out, Lisa was once again staring openly at the naked pet girl, who was now curled up around the customer's leg and panting with her tongue out. Like a dog.

"Marla, it's so good to see you!" Mr. Napier exclaimed in an excited voice that she'd never heard him use before. "Did you get more beautiful since the last time I saw you? How do you do it?"

What was stranger to Lisa then his sudden bubblyness was the fact that he'd walked by without so much as glancing at the naked woman on a leash. Besides, the fact that anyone with eyes should have seen her, it was especially confusing considering what a pervert he was. Lisa had seen him checking out her ass no less then once a week since she started.

"Oh stop it, Jack, you old rogue." She kissed his cheek. "Your charms will never work on me."

"You can't fault a man for trying." He grabbed her hand a planted a kiss on it. "Are you here today to see my new collection?"

Lisa lost focus from the conversation. It had turned into an exchange of pleasantries, and a naked attempt to convince her to buy an item out of his newest (and most expensive) collection. Naked. Naked. The word ran in her head. The only thing she could think to call the leashed asian girl was a pet. She was kept naked and degraded, on another woman's leash. She wasn't speaking. She was little more then a dog. It was so...so degrading.

Lisa had never imagined something humiliating in her life. Even changing in locker rooms in school had been a trying experience for her in school. Though she still had some lingering fantasies from that...

No. She mustn't think about that. She mustn't. Yet, there was something about the pet that made Lisa remember the time that bitch Sandra Connors had been watching get undressed back in high school. Or at least she thought Sandra had been watching. There was something about the way that felt. Lisa had never been able to put her tongue on it. Like she was being drank up by Sandra's eyes...

Eyes. The pet was now looking at her. Her tongue was still out, mindlessly panting. For the first time though, Lisa noticed something behind her eyes. A look of recognition. Was she trying to tell her something? Lisa also noticed something else. In the pet's current stance, her legs were spread. From Lisa's angle she could even see the girl's pussy. Lower Lips exposed, open. Wet. Lisa's mouth was watering. She wasn't a lesbian. She wasn't. But, she had to admit to herself that she wanted to know how it tasted. That wetness.

"This is your new assistant, yes?" She heard. Suddenly Mr. Napier and the woman, Marla, were looking at her. And her eyes had been trained on the pet girl's pussy.

"Huh?" Lisa said, dazed.