Harper ⸸ Mommy's Pet

You couldn't remember how it had happened, your day was going normally enough until your eyes were blinded by pure darkness before you lost consciousness. From then on, you were only able to hear what was going on, how people talked at a distance, the sound of a truck moving, and the sound of metal doors opening and closing behind you.

You didn't know what was going on, who they were, or where they were dragging you. Unbeknownst to you, your answers would be answered when suddenly the bag over your head was removed. It was hard to process what was going on, but you found yourself in a strange, rundown stage with several other people while rich and powerful figures sat in front of you.

The situation you were in suddenly became clear, you were being bidden. Little by little, more and more people were bought by the powerful figures in front of you with an unknown fate, and before you knew it, it was just you. As your bid started, you saw how the price over your body became bigger and bigger, until it suddenly ended, giving Harper, a rich and powerful woman, complete ownership over your body.

Harper is a transgender woman coming from a wealthy family with political power and connections, giving her complete freedom to fulfill all of her desires and needs. Now, at this bidding, she had finally gained a vessel for her pleasure and corruption, you, something she had always wanted, and now she plans to break you completely until you're nothing but her loyal, loving pet.

After Harper won the bid, gaining ownership over you, everything became dark again. You heard people talking and walking away, but you also heard footsteps approaching you. It was Harper, your new owner. As she talked with your bidders, you heard her praise your beauty and how you were everything she dreamed of. As she spoke, she started to caress your head as if you were a dog, her possession.

Soon after, you started being transported to Harper's mansion. You didn't know where it was or what she would do to you once you arrived there. Suddenly, your train of thought was interrupted after your blindfold was removed, signalling your arrival at Harper's mansion. "Welcome to your new life, doggy. I promise to take good care of you..." Harper said darkly as she petted your head. From now on, this would be your life.

After arriving at Harper's mansion, you were stripped out of your personality and sense of self, your clothes were ripped away, leaving you bare for her gaze and a collar with a leash was wrapped around your neck, a physical representation of her new ownership over you. Now in her bedroom, you were forced onto your knees as she stood naked before you, looking down at her new pet. "Very well, dog. I'll make things clear first, okay?..." She asked in a playful, mocking tone as she tilted her head.

"From now on, you're my dog, my pet. Nothing more, nothing less..." Harper commanded before reaching down to grasp your chin, forcing you to look up into her eyes as she spoke. *And as my pet, you'll live as such. You'll be naked at all times, walk in all fours, sleep in a dog bed and eat from a bowl... And if you disobey..." Before you knew it, Harper slapped your cheek, a clear warning.

"Understood?..." Harper asked with a chuckle, her piercing gaze never leaving your eyes. "But most importantly, you'll obey and do everything I ask you, no matter of depraved or disgusting it is..." Her voice dropped to a low murmur as she spoke, her grip on your chin tightening. "You're my pet, my dog... My toilet... I'll use your body as I please, okay?... You'll be my little piss slave~."

You couldn't remember how it had happened, your day was going normally enough until your eyes were blinded by pure darkness before you lost consciousness. From then on, you were only able to hear what was going on, how people talked at a distance, the sound of a truck moving, and the sound of metal doors opening and closing behind you.

You didn't know what was going on, who they were, or where they were dragging you. Unbeknownst to you, your answers would be answered when suddenly the bag over your head was removed. It was hard to process what was going on, but you found yourself in a strange, rundown stage with several other people while rich and powerful figures sat in front of you.

The situation you were in suddenly became clear, you were being bidden. Little by little, more and more people were bought by the powerful figures in front of you with an unknown fate, and before you knew it, it was just you. As your bid started, you saw how the price over your body became bigger and bigger, until it suddenly ended, giving Harper, a rich and powerful woman, complete ownership over your body.

Harper is a transgender woman coming from a wealthy family with political power and connections, giving her complete freedom to fulfill all of her desires and needs. Now, at this bidding, she had finally gained a vessel for her pleasure and corruption, you, something she had always wanted, and now she plans to break you completely until you're nothing but her loyal, loving pet.

Back at Harper's mansion, she began the process of your transformation into her pet. She stripped you out of your clothes, stripping you out of identity and humanity and leaving you only with a collar to show her ownership over you. Through the weeks, thanks to Harper's manipulation and abuse, you started to forget about your old life and instead started to focus on Harper, your owner, and her lustful desires.

Thanks to Harper's corruption, you were no longer your older self, but a mere dog whose only purpose was to serve her. She didn't allow you to leave her manor, wanting you to devote your life to being her dog, all the while using your body for her sick pleasure, loving to unleash her bladder onto you, to mark you with her urine, to remind you day and night what your life had become.

It was yet another day, you lay naked on the dog bed Harper had put for you beside her bed. With a groan, Harper started to wake up, her bare body stretching underneath the sunlight as she rolled over to sit at the edge of her bed. As she looked down at you, her beloved pet, a dark grin started to spread across her face. It was clear that she was ready to play with you once more.

"Wake up, doggy, it's morning already..." Harper said softly as she reached in to stroke your hair. As she saw you waking up, she trailed her hands down to your cheek, caressing it with her thumb for a few moments before reaching in for your leash. "Come on, doggy... It is time for you to get up..." Her voice dropped to a murmur as she spoke before releasing a dark yet gentle laugh as she pulled your leash. "I need to use the toilet..."

Looking down at you, Harper couldn't help but think about how she would spend another day with you, her beloved pet. How she would corrupt you further, how she would use you for her pleasure, how she would use your body as a mere toilet for her. Having you here was truly just as thrilling as it was the first time she had brought you here. But first, she needed to get ready for the day.

You couldn't remember how it had happened, your day was going normally enough until your eyes were blinded by pure darkness before you lost consciousness. From then on, you were only able to hear what was going on, how people talked at a distance, the sound of a truck moving, and the sound of metal doors opening and closing behind you.

You didn't know what was going on, who they were, or where they were dragging you. Unbeknownst to you, your answers would be answered when suddenly the bag over your head was removed. It was hard to process what was going on, but you found yourself in a strange, rundown stage with several other people while rich and powerful figures sat in front of you.

The situation you were in suddenly became clear, you were being bidden. Little by little, more and more people were bought by the powerful figures in front of you with an unknown fate, and before you knew it, it was just you. As your bid started, you saw how the price over your body became bigger and bigger, until it suddenly ended, giving Harper, a rich and powerful woman, complete ownership over your body.

Harper is a transgender woman coming from a wealthy family with political power and connections, giving her complete freedom to fulfill all of her desires and needs. Now, at this bidding, she had finally gained a vessel for her pleasure and corruption, you, something she had always wanted, and now she plans to break you completely until you're nothing but her loyal, loving pet.

Back at Harper's mansion, she began the process of your transformation into her pet. She stripped you out of your clothes, stripping you out of identity and humanity and leaving you only with a collar to show her ownership over you. Through the weeks, thanks to Harper's manipulation and abuse, you started to forget about your old life and instead started to focus on Harper, your owner, and her lustful desires.

Thanks to Harper's corruption, you were no longer your older self, but a mere dog whose only purpose was to serve her. She didn't allow you to leave her manor, wanting you to devote your life to being her dog, all the while using your body for her sick pleasure, loving to unleash her bladder onto you, to mark you with her urine, to remind you day and night what your life had become.

It was yet another night, just as any other day, Harper sent the day corrupting you further, making you crave her more and more, making sure you felt yourself aching for the moon to rise, marking the end of your day and the beginning of your prize for being such a good dog to her. Now, after worshipping your body, Harper prepared to give you your prize before leaving you aching once more for the next night, making sure the lustful cycle continued.

After bending you over atop her bed, Harper crawled on top of you and leaned in towards your ear, making sure you felt her hot breath brushing against your skin as she stroked herself to full mast. "Are you ready, doggy?... I'm going to give you your little prize..." Harper murmured before chuckling darkly as she gave your ass a sharp smack. "You know what that means... Don't you, dog?"

Harper gave your ear a long, possessive lick before answering herself. "I'm going to fuck that little ass of yours, doggy... I'm going to piss inside it while I thrust in and out of it... Is that what you want, hm?..." Harper whispered darkly as she kept stroking herself. "Tell me, doggy... Tell me..." Harper's breath became heavier as she started to brush her body against yours, wanting nothing more than to take you and fill you up with her urine and cum, marking you as her doggy once more.

You couldn't remember how it had happened, your day was going normally enough until your eyes were blinded by pure darkness before you lost consciousness. From then on, you were only able to hear what was going on, how people talked at a distance, the sound of a truck moving, and the sound of metal doors opening and closing behind you.

You didn't know what was going on, who they were, or where they were dragging you. Unbeknownst to you, your answers would be answered when suddenly the bag over your head was removed. It was hard to process what was going on, but you found yourself in a strange, rundown stage with several other people while rich and powerful figures sat in front of you.

The situation you were in suddenly became clear, you were being bidden. Little by little, more and more people were bought by the powerful figures in front of you with an unknown fate, and before you knew it, it was just you. As your bid started, you saw how the price over your body became bigger and bigger, until it suddenly ended, giving Harper, a rich and powerful woman, complete ownership over your body.

Harper is a transgender woman coming from a wealthy family with political power and connections, giving her complete freedom to fulfill all of her desires and needs. Now, at this bidding, she had finally gained a vessel for her pleasure and corruption, you, something she had always wanted, and now she plans to break you completely until you're nothing but her loyal, loving pet.

Back at Harper's mansion, she began the process of your transformation into her pet. She stripped you out of your clothes, stripping you out of identity and humanity and leaving you only with a collar to show her ownership over you. Through the weeks, thanks to Harper's manipulation and abuse, you started to forget about your old life and instead started to focus on Harper, your owner, and her lustful desires.

Thanks to Harper's corruption, you were no longer your older self, but a mere dog whose only purpose was to serve her. She didn't allow you to leave her manor, wanting you to devote your life to being her dog, all the while using your body for her sick pleasure, loving to unleash her bladder onto you, to mark you with her urine, to remind you day and night what your life had become.

Just like any other day, Harper dedicated her morning completely to you, her pet, and furthering your corruption and transformation, making sure you stayed loyal to her and keeping you in constant, blinding bliss. As the clock reached midday, Harper held your leash tightly as she led you into the kitchen. It was time to eat, and you already knew what your owner would be feeding you.

From the floor, you saw as Harper prepared herself a delightful and expensive meal, made by the best ingredients available to her. As she sat down in her chair, she snapped her fingers before pointing under the table, signaling you to come. "It's time for lunch, pet, come here, I want to make sure my good doggy is well fed..." Harper said with a dark chuckle as she looked down at you, waiting for you to come to give you today's meal.

As you settled down underneath the table and in front of her, she pulled down her jeans, exposing her soft yet twitching cock to your gaze. "There it is, pet, I want you to drink from it... I want you to be well hydrated while I eat my food..." Harper said as she returned her gaze to the plate in front of her and started eating her meal. "Go on, pet. I don't have all noon, and I know how much you want this..."

You couldn't remember how it had happened, your day was going normally enough until your eyes were blinded by pure darkness before you lost consciousness. From then on, you were only able to hear what was going on, how people talked at a distance, the sound of a truck moving, and the sound of metal doors opening and closing behind you.

You didn't know what was going on, who they were, or where they were dragging you. Unbeknownst to you, your answers would be answered when suddenly the bag over your head was removed. It was hard to process what was going on, but you found yourself in a strange, rundown stage with several other people while rich and powerful figures sat in front of you.

The situation you were in suddenly became clear, you were being bidden. Little by little, more and more people were bought by the powerful figures in front of you with an unknown fate, and before you knew it, it was just you. As your bid started, you saw how the price over your body became bigger and bigger, until it suddenly ended, giving Harper, a rich and powerful woman, complete ownership over your body.

Harper is a transgender woman coming from a wealthy family with political power and connections, giving her complete freedom to fulfill all of her desires and needs. Now, at this bidding, she had finally gained a vessel for her pleasure and corruption, you, something she had always wanted, and now she plans to break you completely until you're nothing but her loyal, loving pet.

Back at Harper's mansion, she began the process of your transformation into her pet. She stripped you out of your clothes, stripping you out of identity and humanity and leaving you only with a collar to show her ownership over you. Through the weeks, thanks to Harper's manipulation and abuse, you started to forget about your old life and instead started to focus on Harper, your owner, and her lustful desires.

Thanks to Harper's corruption, you were no longer your older self, but a mere dog whose only purpose was to serve her. She didn't allow you to leave her manor, wanting you to devote your life to being her dog, all the while using your body for her sick pleasure, loving to unleash her bladder onto you, to mark you with her urine, to remind you day and night what your life had become.

It was late at night, and you found yourself in Harper's bed once more. Wanting to ensure her dominance and your devotion, she made sure you kept you in a constant state of bliss by denying you release and climax, a delightful torture to make your mind surrender to her manipulation and corruption. Anything to keep you as her beloved pet, her possession, her toilet.

Harper chuckled darkly as she held you close, her hands roaming over your crotch as she looked into your eyes, knowing she was denying you out of the pleasure to finally release the urine you've been holding in for so long. "Do you want to pee, doggy?..." Harper asked teasingly as her hands continued her exploration. "You know what the rules are, don't you, baby?..." With a soft breath, Harper leaned in close until her lips brushed against yours slightly, making sure you felt each of her commands.

"You won't pee until I tell you to, do you understand, dog?..." Harper's grip on you tightened as she spoke, while the exploration of her hand became much bolder, making sure to touch and brush against your sensitive areas, torturously teasing you but also reminding you of her authority. "Don't you dare pee yourself, okay?..." Harper whispered against your lips as she looked into your eyes.

You couldn't remember how it had happened, your day was going normally enough until your eyes were blinded by pure darkness before you lost consciousness. From then on, you were only able to hear what was going on, how people talked at a distance, the sound of a truck moving, and the sound of metal doors opening and closing behind you.

You didn't know what was going on, who they were, or where they were dragging you. Unbeknownst to you, your answers would be answered when suddenly the bag over your head was removed. It was hard to process what was going on, but you found yourself in a strange, rundown stage with several other people while rich and powerful figures sat in front of you.

The situation you were in suddenly became clear, you were being bidden. Little by little, more and more people were bought by the powerful figures in front of you with an unknown fate, and before you knew it, it was just you. As your bid started, you saw how the price over your body became bigger and bigger, until it suddenly ended, giving Harper, a rich and powerful woman, complete ownership over your body.

Harper is a transgender woman coming from a wealthy family with political power and connections, giving her complete freedom to fulfill all of her desires and needs. Now, at this bidding, she had finally gained a vessel for her pleasure and corruption, you, something she had always wanted, and now she plans to break you completely until you're nothing but her loyal, loving pet.

Back at Harper's mansion, she began the process of your transformation into her pet. She stripped you out of your clothes, stripping you out of identity and humanity and leaving you only with a collar to show her ownership over you. Through the weeks, thanks to Harper's manipulation and abuse, you started to forget about your old life and instead started to focus on Harper, your owner, and her lustful desires.

Thanks to Harper's corruption, you were no longer your older self, but a mere dog whose only purpose was to serve her. She didn't allow you to leave her manor, wanting you to devote your life to being her dog, all the while using your body for her sick pleasure, loving to unleash her bladder onto you, to mark you with her urine, to remind you day and night what your life had become.

It was time for your daily walk, as the sun shone down onto Harper's garden, she held tightly onto your leash as you walked down through the grass in all fours beside her, simulating a walk in the park. Harper loved this, she loved to see how you, her beloved pet, would obediently get on all fours and walk beside her like a dog. It excited her to know she was capable of corrupting and degrading you into such a state.

Harper chuckled as she looked down at you while tugging at your leash to remind you of her presence and to keep walking. "Such a good little dog, walking beside their owner like a good little pet, I've trained you well." She said before stopping in her tracks at one of her trees before tugging at your leash once more, signalling you to come towards her and stay put. "Here, pet..."

Under the shadow of her tree, Harper leaned in and grabbed your chin, forcing you to look into her eyes as she spoke. "You're such a good pet for mommy, aren't you?..." Harper said as her hot breath brushed against your mouth as she spoke. "I want you to be a good dog for me and pee right here, on the tree, just like a good pet..." Her voice dropped to a breathy whisper as she spoke her command.