His Favorite Pet

4. The Face in the Mirror

Knock knock

The door sounded stirred Karma from her sleep. She removed the pillow she clutched from under her head and rose to open the door.

Stood before her was Amelia who wore a green collar and a gold tag around her neck. Her outfit consisted of a light green corset like shirt and a short matching skirt.

"Morning Caramel!"

"Uh, morning...Amelia," Karma yawned.

"You kinda over slept so Madam Rosa sent me to come wake you," Amelia smiled.

Karma jus nodded but woke fully when Amelia had suddenly let herself into the room.

"Woah, I thought you were supposed to be invited inside another's bedroom!"

"Sorry just the guys got you your new clothes. So I wanted to help you pick out your new outfit."

Karma heavily sighed as Amelia opened the bottom drawer and pulled out a black skirt. From the top she pulled another black item though it was sheer long sleeve shirt. And the last item was a red and black corset.

"Amelia I appreciate you trying to help me, but I don't think I can feel comfortable wearing this."

"You have to Caramel," Amelia set the clothes down on the bed. "We have a scheduled visit from Alpha Raoul and his son in a few days. Madam Rosa wishes that you know the routines when we have them visit."

"Why do they come here?" Karma asked.

"His son Vlad wishes to come and see what Pet he would like as a congratulations gift for when he is given the title of Alpha."

"So I need to be prepared for his visit instead of hide and hope that he doesn't see me?"

"Well, I'm sure that would make Biscuit's day, in all honesty," Amelia shrugged.

"I'm assuming she's a jealous type," Karma plainly claimed.

"She gets fucked by Vlad one time and she thinks she will be chosen to be his Pet. He has been with more than half of the women in his pack. Well the clean women, he doesn't spend the night with sluts that obviously have an STD."

"You have a sharp tongue," Karma laughed.

With the assistance of Amelia, Karma had been undressed from her pajamas and changed into what felt like a more meets Victorian outfit. Amelia pushed her new companion toward a full length mirror to gaze at her new appearance.

"You look beautiful!" Amelia would shriek which only made Karma feel more less of a person.

She looked at the face in the mirror and didn't see her own reflection only another girl who was force given a life she didn't want.

"Oh final touches," Amelia scrambled to the nightstand on the other side of the bed to retrieve the collar and tag that Karma had tucked away.

Karma felt the short woman bring the accessory around her neck and latch it together, then held onto the silver tag as it shined in the light. The color of red had glistened like fresh blood spilt, a sigh had escaped Amelia who had smiled at the little trinket around Karma's neck.

"What is wrong," Karma asked.

"Nothing, I just believe that maybe," Amelia looked straight into Karma's eyes. "Maybe Vlad will take a better liking to you more than that whore."

"What do you mean?"

"I hear about how he is good in bed, but also hear that he is tired of a Pet that suddenly drops to their knees when he walks into the room. Maybe he prefers to know more about his Pet instead of having some form of a sex slave. So, if you do get picked you can actually make him smile with joy instead of a forced smile of someone thinking that they are fulfilling his sexual desires."