A pet collar

It was a collar for a pet that had a metal tag that said Vanessa on it. Lauren had given it to her as a gift which their mother laughed off as a gag gift, but that was far from it. She made her act like a cat or dog, crawling on her knees, begging for belly rubs, and more. It was always degrading and humiliating. There was even a tail that Lauren sometimes used which was inserted into the butt. “Time for kitty kat Nessa to come out and play,” Lauren sneered as she **** the collar around Vanessa’s neck. “Get on all fours now.”

Vanessa whimpered as she had **** but to obey after all the photos and videos Lauren had of her. “P-please, Lauren,” Vanessa cried.

“Let’s go for a walk outside,” Lauren said.

“No, no please,” Vanessa said.

“Come on, Nessa. Unless… Unless you want to do a photo shoot instead? Well? Oh and if we do that, then I’m going to get the tail. It’s all up to you,” Lauren said.