Loss, hate, love-obey.

Kris? Vessel? Fuck Puppet? Toy? -Property. - POV:

Loss, hate, love-obey.

Light.

Wake, stand, sit, serve, rest.

Fear.

Hate.

Sorrow.

Owner.

Hope?

No.

Loss, hate, sorrow, fear, Serve -purpose-

Wake, stand, sit, serve, serve, rest.

"Kris, Kris? Its Ok you can talk to me."

'Is that? I...think... L-' NO!

No thought, can't think.

Think is Loss.

Think is hate.

Think is Sorrow.

Hope is Obey.

Serve Is

Purpose

No think, no words.

Only Obey.

Only Serve.

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Some Time Later

Property can't think, but property must .

Owner is sad.

Owner wants something.

Owner leaves, owner still sad.

Can't serve, can't obey, if Property can't think.

Property is worried about trying

Property must ask other toy.

Property is scared.

Other toy does not like properties question.

Other toy reminds Property why thinking is wrong.

Pain, distress, fear, scorn.

Serve -purpose-, Obey -hope-

Think -pain-, words -fear-.

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Owner still gone.

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Tears.

Property doesn't cry.

Why am I...I crying?

Where is Owner?

Other Toy is smiling.

Other toy is staring at me.

Did other toy say something?

Did property? Should Property?

"W....where? Ow...ner?"

Other Toy's smile fades.

Hate. Fear. Scorn.

Property shakes.

"That's right fucktoy, she left, just like Master Sebastian, you need to be punished, maybe if we are lucky I can convince her to come back while you're stored away and she won't have to see or hear you."

Freeze. distress, hate.

hate -self-

Serve -purpose-, Obey -hope-

Think -pain-, words -fear-.

Tears stop, property serves, property Obeys.

Owner?

Kneel.

Serve -Purpose-

Obey -Hope-

Liz Pov:

Now she was caught, Sarah spilled everything. Almost unable to lie now that I knew.

She wasn't just sabotaging Kris she was also trying to sabotage herself.

Sarah wanted this life Kris had made her for and promised her.

Hated Kris for it falling apart.

Can't see she is getting in the way of it ever happening.

Yeah Kris messed this up, but there can always be other doms.

Hell she was stopping herself from getting a version of that with me, she is making me have to redo work everytime she set Kris back by lashing out.

I can't focus on her if I'm busy keeping Kris from the edge.

Going to take her to the kink club and let her see everything her spite is making her miss.

Won't let her play, but will make her jealously watch.

Not sure what to do with Kris during that time, but she won't get better until Sarah is no longer sabotaging her.

Maybe a familiar environment and some fun would do her good?

Maybe.

"Come on Sarah, I think you need some time to think about your actions."

This girl was a really fucking kinky, and that was me saying that. Which gave me a few ideas.

snap pop

"Ahhhh, oh god, don't stop, more more!"

"oh you slut, I had planned to use the carrot and the stick. But it seems you love the stick too much." I taunt her as I grip the whip and squeeze it until it makes a rubbing straining sound.

"hhhmmm," just from the sound she starts whimpering and shivering.

"You like being tied up and abused don't you?"

"mmmhhmmm" she moans and nods. Good.

"No more pain or pleasure for you." I make a show of walking to put the whip up when she cries out.

"Please, I need more!"

I stop and put a look of surprise on my face, "Oh does this cute little thing think she deserves my attention now. Why would I waste my time with a punishment you'll enjoy? Do you know how much extra work you've caused me with Kris?"

"Please I need it, even when Kris would spank me it didn't feel this good. Forget about her, I'll be what every you want out of her and more, just break me more!"

"Oh, do you even know what I want from Kris?"

"No, but what ever it is I'll do it, please."

"No."

"What!? Why? Whatever it is I'll do it! I'll be better than her, I am better than her! You don't need her! "

"That's just it," I've walked closer to her, my voice almost a whisper, "I Don't need her, I don't even want her the way your sluttly little mind seems to have conjured up."

"What? Then why have you been spending more time with her?!"

Slap "Because you broke her, bitch, and she wasn't meant to be, she is meant to be someone else's, and they won't want a broken toy, not like THAT." I spit out the last word and nod my head towards the door to the room I told Kris to take a nap in, on a blanket with a pillow in the corner. I tried to get her to use the couch or bed, but for some reason this was working better.

I grab her hair and make her look up at me as I loom over her. "Your behavior is costing my best friend her pet. Why would I have time, or now I know, even care to spend time on you."

I know the rough handling is turning her on, but I make sure to avoid enough pressure so real pleasure is just out of reach, so my words can dig in and do their work. I wait for an answer I know won't come.

"That's what I thought. Don't worry I have more mercy than you do, I'll play with you when I need stress releaf and can't do what I want to Kris yet." I walk to the door, "If you do good I'll take you to the club and show you what can be yours, Seb and me arnt the only Doms in this town. Think on how you want to behave. You don't want to know what someone like me can do in revenge. You won't like it and no Dom in the county will touch you."

Slam

At the sound of the door slamming and the yelp I hear from her I only think one thing 'Carrot and Stick successfully applied, the rest is up to her.'

I plan to let her marinate in that ultimatum for a bit, now for the poor pet no longer sleeping in the corner, looking at me with wide doe eyes.

"Don't worry Pet, not angry at you. Just needed to prove a point to Sarah. Come over her and let me see you."

When I realize she plans to crawl on the floor the whole way I kneel down a bit as she gets closer.

Her eyes are down cast and any other time this level of immediate submission would have me craving to breed this girl.

That's not what I'm here for, "Eyes up, I want to see you Kris,"

She does as asked and I'm pleased to see more life in her eyes than even just a few minutes ago. Seems taking Sarah to timeout was the right call.

At my smile, she lifts her head exposing the pale skin mark her old collar left.

Just like that we made progress that I'd been fighting to make this whole time, I can only imagine what Sarah was doing when I wasn't looking, to keep Kris that crushed.

I should have known something was more wrong than I initially thought, when she wasn't making any progress.

If there is one thing Kris is, it's resilient and stubborn. We'll I guess that's two things.

"OK pet, you stay right here, I'll grab a spare day collar."

A violent desperate head shake stops me in my tracks.

"Whats wrong pet, I thought you wanted a collar."

A head nod.

"but not a day collar... you want a full collar?"

Another nod.

"What if I want to take you somewhere?"

A resolute star is all I get but I notice her shaking. Like I said, stubborn.

"If you want something like that, I need to hear it."

She stays staring me in my eyes, but a sad look over comes her.

I have an idea, "Speak girl! Like a good pet, speak!" my tone is encouraging like you would a freshly trained puppy.

"Woof! Woof!"

OK that's the most I've heard from her since she got here, but still frustrating.

"Human words pet, I need human words. Speak!"

"Woof!" A look of concentration comes on her face like she's trying something difficult. "pupp- pet.... Wants c-collar, wants everrry one to know she is owwwnd. Woof!"

Hmmm, was she about to call herself a puppy? Maybe I should lean into that.

I'll let the woofing slide, progress is progress.

"Good girl!" I praise as I ruffle her hair like one would an affectionate dog. "I'll go and get you a real collar, then we can go for a walk through the park, does that sound good puppy?"

She seems very excited, and starts to shake her ass like she's trying to wag a nonexistent tail.

When I come back, black and purple collar in hand, her joy is palpable, filling the room. I can't help but smile.

" mmmmmh. " the contented sigh that leaves her mouth when I latch it breaks my heart.

I start to walk towards the door, expecting her to be a step behind me but I notice she stops by the belt and coat rack and has her neck exposed again.

It takes me a second but think I understand, but I want to be sure. "What is it puppy, is something wrong with the collar? Speak!"

"Woof," moment of concentration, "need a leash don't we owner?"

"Oh puppy, I was going to trust your training," she recoils at the word trust,"but I'll grab a leash if it makes you feel safe with me."

click I attach the leash and kiss her on the forehead then lead her out. "On two legs puppy, or no walkies"

She follows, standing again, excited and happy.

Finally.