Your New Home

Crawling even closer to the dog kennel, your bright pink collar around your neck continues chafing against your skin. You can't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness wash over you as you approach the small, confined space. You know that this is a significant moment, a step towards fully embracing your submissive side, and a step towards being absolutely helpless to the dungeon.

You lower your head and crawl into the kennel, the cool metal bars pressing against your skin. You can feel the floor beneath you, hard and unyielding, and you can't help but be filled with a sense of vulnerability and powerlessness. Locking the kennel shut behind you, you know that you might not get out of the dungeon at all.

You crawl to the back of the kennel and sit, your knees drawn up to your chest. You can feel your heart racing in your chest, a mix of fear and arousal coursing through your veins. You close your eyes and take a deep breath, trying to calm your nerves. You know that this could be the end of the line for you, and you can only hope that the dungeon truly wasn't abandoned now.

You sit and wait, the bright pink collar around your neck a constant reminder of your submission. You know that no matter what happens, you'll be at the mercy of whatever comes your way.