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Chapter 5 by eroticfurher eroticfurher

Who does she target next?

Angeline.

Her sorority sister had been her best friend for all three years she had been going to university and with Angeline all but graduated, Melanie had thought she could trust her to be more mature than this.

She hatched a plan to make that bitch pay, and a bitch she would be. Having seen how well the gold ring had worked, Melanie hatched a slow plan of ****. She wpuld make that lying cheating bitch her dog!

"Hey Angeline! Can you meet me, I need to vent about Nick! He's gay and just left me for a pimp!" Melanie said getting her fake cry on.

"I can't believe he would do that! I knew that he was no good!" Angeline said. "I'll be right there!"

After hanging up, Melanie got her items ready, a red dog collar, a yellow tennis ball, a little chain leash, and a pink bone gag. All of it laid out on the coffee table of their apartment. This was going to be fun!

Angeline returned after a little bit, having obviously been out in town wearing the sluttiest miniskirt and crop top she owned with a small button up thrown over top.

"I'm so sorry this happened to you Melanie, is there anything I can do to help?" Angeline asked.

Pointing the bronze ring at her former friend Melanie began to speak.

"There is one thing, why don't you put that collar on?" Meelanie said, starting slowly.

"This one?" She asked, grabbing the collar on the table. "It looks like its just the right size for me."

Angeline put it on, not even blinking at the request. Melanie smirked, eager to try out another ring. She pointed the silver ring at her, eager to see what sort of commands she could implant.

"Angeline, when you put that collar on you are no longer Angeline the sorority girl. Instead you will become Angie my dumb doggy. When you put the collar on you can no longer speak like a human and instead bark like the bitch you are. You see me as your master and owner exclusively and have no will of your own. Bark if you understand me." Melanie said, hoping that Angie was under her trance.

"Woof!" Angie barked before slipping off the couch onto all fours.

"Hahaha! Good girl Angie! Let's have some fun with this. Select one of the items from the table. Want walkies or play time?" Melanie asked.

What does Angie pick from the table?

More fun
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