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The Stalker Visit One Day One

... feel the prongs, Sally came and quickly. Mike walked her through the apartment to the bathroom, “You may use the toilet” Sally realized that she needed to, quite badly in fact, she crawled to the toilet then stopped. She was not sure if standing would get her in trouble, but did not want to give him the satisfaction of asking him. “Go on get up on it” Sally did and realized as she sat that Mike was still in the bathroom. “Are you going to leave?” Mike pulled on the leash hard his voice low. “Address me properly, bitch. I have earned it.” Sally saw the hostility and it frightened her. “Um Sir?” “What?” his eyes were cold and his voice was harsh. She would learn to talk in full sentences and address him properly. “Are you going to stay Sir?” Mike relaxed the leash, “Very good, yes I am, now go.” Sally was embarrassed, but she really had to go, so she did. When she was done Mike was at her side with a cup of water he poured over her vagina, then he wiped her with the toilet paper. Sally started to cry. She realized he was totally in control, she could do nothing to stop him, and no one would know anything was wrong till Monday. This monster was going to take every shred of dignity from her. Mike pulled on the leash and Sally got on all fours, she just wanted to curl up in a corner and have a good cry, but he was not allowing that. Mike had stopped and Sally was not sure why. “We need to eat I am going to make us some dinner. You need to stay close so you don’t get hurt, okay? ...

... Stay on all fours. I know where everything is, I came in early today and familiarized myself with your apartment.” Mike went to the fridge with Sally scrambling after him and pulled out two steaks he had marinating in there. Sally had a good cry to herself while crawling after Mike here and there in the kitchen. He had shortened the leash so she had to heel him at all times. Mike smiled to himself. This was going pretty good. He knew she was crying, but figured she needed it just as much as she needed some time where he was not giving her orders or talking to her so he made dinner in silence. When it was done he set the table, soon Sally would be doing that, but she had not been properly trained yet so he did it. “There are table rules we will go over but for now stand up, and sit down, your collar will remain on.” Mike held the chair for Sally who looked at the table for the first time, and saw what this horrible man had prepared, and was quite shocked; it looked like a restaurant meal. Steak with brussel sprouts, cloth napkins a red wine in wine glasses, and water glasses all set out perfectly. Mike reached for her napkin and placed it in her lap, and then sat in his seat. She did notice that her steak was already cut, and she had not been allowed a knife, that combined with the way he had placed the napkin in her lap made her feel like he was treating her like a child, and that any control she may have had was slipping away. “I will let you feed yourself tonight, sometimes I ...