Revenge of The Pet

***DISCLAIMER***

The following is a story written by Pet. These are her words, this is her scenario, I do not partake in any of the details talked about within this story, and I know that Pet's family is alive and quite well.

Katalina Star

REVENGE OF THE PET

Part One

The day was like any other day, only so much different. Pet arrived home from a generous 15 hour work out session, no biggie, only to find her hot and sexy wife not at the door to greet her. With a look of concern, Pet enters the home, that's more like a mansion, and slowly steps inside. It quickly dawned on Pet's instincts that the door had actually been left unlocked and the lights, all of them, were out. Slowly, our heroine makes her way through the halls looking for any sign of her sexy schnookums but to no avail! However, what she did come across was some noise coming in from the living room. Like, the fifth one.

“Did you enjoy the last package?” Giggling. “Don't worry, smack it around enough and it'll speak any language you want it to. What about the other one? Crying already?” Laughing. “How much do you think they'll go for at auction? Really? Well, remember I get half. Yes, there's one more to come. It'll be wrapped up nicely like the others.”

Pet opens the door to find Katalina sitting by a fire place talking on her cellphone with a glass of wine in her other hand. She looks over to the spunky redhead and smiles. Most likely at her beauty.

“It just arrived. An hour, I'd like to say good bye to it.”

The high school drop out with the diseased womb hangs up her phone and takes a sip of wine as Pet slowly walks up toward her.

“Where's my wife? My pet? My friends?”

“They could be anywhere by now. Maybe you should have a seat.”

“Maybe you should tell me where my family is!”

Even though Pet's harsh workout had gone on for a full twenty hours, she still had the energy to THROW herself at Kat knocking her out of her chair. The two fought for a long while until Kat, realizing how not a match she was for Pet, decided to resort to cheating methods as was her custom. From her pocket she pulls out a tazor and shoots it at Pet. However, Pet miraculously grabs the wires and throws them right back at Kat! The shock runs through her system and she falls unconscious to the ground.

“One hour, huh?” Pet scoffs as she looks down at Kat. “That should give me plenty of time to find out where you sent my family and friends.”

End of Part One

Part Two

During the fifteen minutes between Kat falling unconscious to her waking up, Pet has gone right to work. First she removed her clothes, slapped her tits around, then began dressing her back up in something that was far more suiting of her. A heavy duty posture collar, and some black latex stockings and gloves. She also fixed and locked some braces down along her arms and even attached some bars between her calves and thighs forcing her to be on her hands and knees forever. When Kat woke up she looked around stunned until she saw Pet standing there.

“Pet! Let me out, you magnificent woman!”

“Flattery will only get you so far, Kat. But then when I remember you stole my family and friends...you're right back to where you are now.”

Which was a totally awesome line for Pet to say right then.

“I want you to tell me what you did to my wife.”

“I gave her away. You don't deserve happiness, Pet, you never did. You were always so much better than me at everything. All people wanted was to spend time with you. I mean, I had two engagements that fell through, my girlfriend in between them couldn't be satisfied by me, all of my friends leave me, and you marry the first woman that falls in love with you. How fair is that for me? So I got rid of your family and now I'm getting rid of you. Then I'll be the popular one again!”

“You were never popular.”

Pet spits out as she takes out a pair of clippers. Kat looks at them with a big sense of fear in her eyes.

“What are you doing with those?”

“You should know, you do it to everyone. What's your favourite colour?”

“Black.”

“So was mine.”

Pet says perfectly before she grips hold of Kat's hair and cuts out a big chunk of it. Kat screams out but there's nothing she can do, and even if there was she wouldn't be able to do it. When Pet was finished, she walked back holding the large amount of hair she had cut off.

“This is what you like doing to people, isn't it?”

“Not that much. I want to cut off every strand of hair on a slave's head.”

“Don't worry, you'll get that opportunity.”

Pet says before she takes out a white butt plug and some glue. She slathers the end of the hair in glue and presses it against the flat end of the plug. After pressing it down against the table that was nearby Pet turns it and starts whipping the hell out of Kat's back with it.

“Who'd you sell my wife to?”

“Go to hell, Pet!”

Pet steps away holding the whip close.

“Without my loving wife, every day I'm there.”

Pet says sweetly, very sweetly in fact. So sweetly...she doesn't care how much she focuses on her missing piece in the puzzle that is her life. She knows that Kat knows she's in trouble given she could never break free from her bonds. Never. So yeah, she's totally still there when the wicked awesome Pet turns and continues whipping her with her hair a few more times. Kat SCREAMS out loud before Pet comes in behind and presses the tip of the plug to her ass.

“I know what else you like.”

“Pet, please, no. I'm just a giant hypocrite. I may say that I would only do to others what I would allow be done to me, but deep down I'm afraid of being hurt.”

“Don't worry, in an hour you'll have done two things like that.”

“Two--”

Kat screams out even louder than before as Pet uses the paddle she takes off the table and begins HAMMERING the plug into her dry ass! Shot after shot, Kat just stays there down on her hands and knees accepting every shot as she should! At the end, and when the tail is in securely, she begins to whimper out.

“We're not finished yet.”

Pet warns as she grabs some clippers from the table. She approaches Kat who decides to become defiant in the face of her judgment and spits at Pet. Pet CUTS the spit in the air with the clippers and shakes her head.

“You moistened the wrong thing, bitch.”

Another cool line from a cool lady who spends the next fifteen minutes clipping and shaving Kat's head completely bald. Like smooth bald. Like even as a baby she was never so bald. When she's done, Pet heads to the table, because it's got everything, and takes hold of a mirror showing Kat the horrors that was her new face. She looks from herself up at Pet, pitifully whimpering out as the awesome redhead shrugs placing the mirror down.

“I'm just following your lead. Do unto others that you wouldn't have done to you.”

Kat only looks down. All she could do was speak now but deep down she knew that Pet had a million and one comebacks to anything she could think to say. Besides, Pet wasn't finished as she took hold of both a ballgag and mask. Kat shakes her head but Pet nods.

End of Part Two

Part Three

The rest of the hour was spent on Pet's own pleasure. Kat was now masked and gagged, bound in her new body as she crawled along the floor. It isn't long that a truck begins to back its way up the driveway catching Pet's eye. She smiles and rises up from the chair and heads over to grab the metal handle that stuck out the back of Kat's posture collar.

“Time to go.”

With a smile on her face, Pet leads the cunt rag slutty ugly ass cum guzzling cock smoking bitch prostitute with an IQ matching that of her $10 a night charge outside where a man takes hold of her and leads her into the back of the truck.

“Alright, pleasure doing business with you.”

“It's all mine.”

Pet smiles as she watches the door in behind Kat close and get locked up. She was now on her way to her new life as someone's pet. Good riddance.

Once the truck pulled away, Pet turns back to her home and sighs. Getting rid of that bitch was certainly a step in the right direction, but it certainly didn't bring her loved ones back. Then she remembers Kat's phone call she was making just as Pet entered. She hurries back and finds the phone now on the floor beside the chair. She looks for the most recent call and finds her next target.

Zahara Matisse

The Pet Will Return In:

“Abbra Ca-Bitch Just Got Slapped”

***DISCLAIMER***

No, she won't.