female dog

Honey turned pale and rushed to Emma to prepare her, drying her, doing her hair and makeup, but that wasn't all. She put a leather harness around her body, her hands behind her back, before putting a leather hood on her that obscured all her vision, muffled her hearing, and only allowed her to breathe through her nose. She noticed, however, that her mouth could be freed if desired.

She added a small lock to her neck to ensure the hood couldn't be removed, added a leash, made her bend over, and inserted a medium-sized plug into her anus, trailing off with a fox tail.

Honey gently tugged on the leash, forcing Emma to take tentative steps forward, her bare toes brushing the cold floor. She felt the leather creak against her skin with each movement, the straps biting slightly under the tension. The silicone plug slid deeper as she sat up, her fox tail sweeping the air behind her with a silky rustle.

A metallic clink sounded as Miel hooked the leash to a ring attached to the wall, holding it in place. They both stepped out, leaving her there for a long moment. The little air passing through the holes in the hood increased her anxiety, every sound that wasn't muffled made her situation seem worrisome. When suddenly a whip slashed at her bottom.

• Wake up my little dog, I'm taking you to a restaurant and my private club, you'll love it.

It was Mistress Adeline's voice.

It was Mistress Adeline's voice.

Emma flinched under the blow of the whip, a shiver running down her spine as the leather of the hood stuck to her damp skin. Mistress Adeline's gloved fingers wrapped around the leash, pulling sharply to **** Emma to raise her head.

• You like being degraded, treated like nothing, you're going to be spoiled, I promised you a reward, you're going to be granted your wish beyond your wildest dreams.

Then she tugged on the leash, Emma having **** but to follow her to a gravelly area. Mistress had her climb into a cage in the back of a SUV-type car. They drove while Emma was tossed around, unable to stay in the cage for half an hour.

She stopped in front of a valet parking lot.

• Oh, Marcel, in the back, my little dog might get bored. Don't hesitate to take her out and play with her. She's obedient. I'll reward you if I see you've used her well. I'm going shopping. I'll be here for at least an hour, maybe more. However, don't remove her hood, but her mouth can be freed if you need it.

Emma guessed a smile in the man's response.

• Well, madam, it would be a pleasure.