Tara fucks her toy

When they got home, Tara had new demands for her pet. "Puppies don't wear clothes, do they?"
Fifi could only bark in agreement.
"So strip for me."
The hypnotized actress felt a strange mix of rage and joy as she undressed herself. Rage because this slutty receptionist was probably about to **** her. But joy because at least she got to use her hands as a human would. Soon Fifi was completely naked, and following Tara into a bedroom. She felt so humiliated as she crawled behind her mistress, but knew the worst was yet to come. Tara took a seat on her enormous bed. "Here, girl." Fifi leapt onto the bed. "Want a treat?" Tara asked.
Fifi wagged her butt and barked excitedly.
"Okay, open wide."
Fifi obeyed, and Tara spat in her mouth.
"Did you like that, you little slut?"
Fifi couldn't help but wag her butt again.
"Then thank me the only way you can. Lick my pussy. Worship your goddess."
Fifi obeyed, worshipping her mistress as Tara undressed herself.
"Yes," Tara said. "This is your place. This is why you exist. Fuck me like the slut you are. Fuck me with everything you have. Fuck me like my obedient slutty ****."
Fifi obeyed.