Megan moves in

It was a smooch that woke me up. When I opened my eyes, I saw Em - body proportions as normal. She hadn't put on a top yet, so I had the luxury of waking up to seeing her bare naked breasts first thing in the morning. A wave of regret washed over me, but not the one I had expected. How much Pam's situation changed me was clear by how different my thought process was. I had always wanted to enjoy perks like this since I got the app, but I was always too afraid of consequences and being discovered. My regret now was that I hadn't done it sooner. Earlier, I would have felt ashamed for this thought, now I treat it as the cold reality, an inevitability.

Em meanwhile had spent time with her own thoughts as well. It was easy to read off of her face, but she was clearly judging the experience of having kissed me. When she noticed that I was staring at her, she simply smiled. "Come on, wake up. Today's a busy day, master."

I wanted to be sure about something: "Are you really okay with working today? We'll go to your father's funeral later, so if you want to take the day off, I won't be mad."

Em kept her smile and shook her head, before leaving my room to take a shower. As I got dressed, I kept thinking about her... Her smile, specifically. Had... Had she ever smiled this much before? With this much warmth? I think I understand Em's predicament a bit better now. Yes, her father was awful to her, but running away was never an option for her. She didn't need me only to shield her from her father, but she also needed me and my women to fill her life with love, appreciation, kindness, and a positive meaning outside of her business.

But all that had to be put aside for the moment. A new woman was entering my harem, or more accurately, I have a new pet and fangirl, given her traits. Megan was eagerly awaiting the entrance of Em's truck, and very soon everyone helped load everything into the two trucks. Very special however, was Megan's own preparation. She had ordered some items for her new room herself, including something she coined to be her new "resting place". Her bed was taken to be resold. Arriving home, Megan's room was easy to fill, just a handful of bookcases. Or so it seemed, until she opened the packages. What I had assumed to be a new bed frame and a new mattress was instead a giant pillow and iron bars with connecting pieces.

Megan herself used the bars to build something, a cage for herself. I hadn't thought about it much, but she had built her own cage for her to live in. The power of strong traits is... nothing short of incredible. Lastly, she opened a small package, and out came four roughly cone shaped, bright pink pieces covered in belts and buckles. She was really excited, I could tell. Em left the room and told me that she wanted to get ready to dress well for the funeral. Megan however, needed my help to get into the pieces of her bitchsuit. The clothing pieces wrapped around her elbows and knees to restrict movement and make her walk on all four legs. This forces her to walk on all fours all day long, effectively.

Megan pointed to her bag, which contained two more items. An assplug with a fluffy tail, and a lock with keys. She stretched her ass up to me and tried to signal to put it in, but due to her tied up hands, could give me no assistance. But at this point, she had already been so wet, that it slid in with little resistance. After that, she entered her cage on all fours, the tail wobbling from her odd hip movements while walking. I decided to lock the cage and Megan was both overjoyed and scared inside. She didn't say a single word, yet I could feel her energy of excitement at finally being able to live out her kink while also still retaining a healthy sense of being scared.

I put one key on her lowest bookshelf for emergencies, then I decided to "feed" her. Our play together has so far been mostly silent, but it was clear why. Megan was into petplay, but she didn't have much of a preference when it comes to what pet she would be. I had unzipped my pants and held my erect cock into the cage, and Megan sprinted in her bitchsuit towards it, happily gulping it down.

"You deserve a treat for today." I tell her. The way she excitedly tried to run towards me upon hearing this reminded me very much of a dog, so I told her: "Good girl, wanting to such her owner's dick so eagerly. I want you to beg to be bred."

Megan started making dog noises, primarily sounds like "Arf!". She started panting like a dog, sat down, and spread arms and legs to show me all of her privates, including her wet pussy. Her "Arf!"s were filled with an odd combination of seduction and self-pity. When I stepped towards the cage, with my dick out, she turned around and took aim with her pussy to my dick. She was spot on, a wonderful "plop" signaled our interconnection. She then began, as much as she was able to, move her torso up and down. But I simply decided to grab her by her hips and fuck her myself.

Her panting grew ever more in intensity, her wriggling around my dick came from her being increasingly **** to get me to cum. Meanwhile, I decided to go all in. I spanked her ass and told her "Hurry up, bitch. Your owner doesn't have all day." That was her first orgasm. I then spanked her a second time, calling her my personal cumdump and erupting inside her, causing her to orgasm as well.

After our fun adventure she didn't want to be freed, she just laid down on her big pillow and started resting. A good fuck seemed to have lessened her heat for the moment, but it seemed like she would be **** soon enough... She pointed her elbows at the laptop on her bed, and so I gave her her laptop and the charger, with her removing the arm restraints by herself.

It was fun seeing her behaving like an actual pet, but also very surreal. Here's the woman who brought down two mayors of a giant metropolis. In a bitchsuit, resting, after fucking her master dry. But what I said was true, I didn't have all day. I went back to my room and looked for my suit and a tie. I'm glad they didn't get dirty during my move, I don't have the time to get them cleaned now. I looked at myself in the mirror, and I have to say, I don't look bad in a suit. A bit of muscle, and I might even be fairly attractive. Or so I think. Well, not that I need it. My main aim today is not to embarrass Em.