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Chapter 34 by Blackhand Blackhand

What's next for the new pet?

Lisa the Pet

The longer the maid brushed her, the more Lisa found her mind slipping off into an odd trance. There was something about this situation that made it easy to turn her brain off. Her intelligence or mental input was not required here. She just needed to sit still and obedient while the maid worked on her.

There were hands in her hair doing something. She faintly noticed that her hair was being cut. Then she noticed a razor blade sliding carefully against her skin. Yet, again, she faded back. How long she had been in the bath was beyond her.

"Up, Stupid." The maid ordered. "Collar."

Lisa noticed that the much shoddier collar she had been given the previous night on Marla's porch had vanished. Had the maid taken it? In her hands was a far nicer and fancier collar. Although, the gems along the side were all fake. Lisa would know.

Still, she wanted to be a good girl. This was her life now. So she raised her neck to the maid. There was a click as the collar snapped into place.

"There. Now you look proper." The maid nodded in satisfaction.

She clipped a leash to Lisa's collar and led her gently from the stand. Along the way they passed a mirror. It was a small act of defiance, but, Lisa stopped to look at herself.

Her hair had been trimmed short to the point where it didn't even reach her neck. The rest of her body, armpits, pubes, and all had been stripped of hair. She looked smooth and soft.

But, she also couldn't help noticing her posture. Had she already gotten used to crawling and keeping her head low? The girl, er- gook, in the mirror looked nothing like her from even 24 hrs before. The point was emphasized by the collar around her neck. The meaning of it couldn't be clearer. She was a pet now.

She thought back to Fifi, and how she'd looked in the store. Totally eager to please. Totally shameless. Less than human in all ways.

One hand went to the collar and stroked it idly. How soon would that be her? Was Fifi...happy?

The musings were cut short by a hard yank on her leash reminding her it was time to go.

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Where to next for Lisa?

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