Questions, questions, questions that was all Master D asked, no emotions just straight to the point intrusive questions, hitting pups right in her heart. What if she answered wrong, or even worse what if my answers proved to them both how unworthy of their training pups was...
The tension built, pups head began to ache, pups just wanted to be accepted to be owned, to be taken on a journey that would change her life forever..
The meeting day had come, puppygirl as I was now known rushed home to prepare. pups had been instructed to be ready quickly at 520pm, her phone rang, she saw the name her heart skipped a beat, she started to breathe heavily as if trying to force oxygen into her lungs, pups felt the anxiety building up inside like flames in a burning fire.. she answered meekly no confidence came through, how pathetic she must of sounded, god they are never going to want her now.
Master D spelt out her instructions, afterwards she found herself in a panic it was 540pm and she was to be at the gallery at 7pm she would never ,make it she still had to dress , she felt as this was an impossible task yet pups focused as all she wanted was to prove her worth, to be accepted and loved...
cloths were flung left right and centre, she looked at her final choice and looked in the mirror, this would have to do, pups had been working out and she did look ok, but why did she feel she was not good enough..
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