03-18-2009, 01:49 PM
The small threat sent pulses of fear through Angela's mind and she quickly fallowed behind her mistress with a single soft whimper born of her anxiety. She had not idea when she would be punished next, or with what, or if she would wake up to find herself as a fur coat. "Mistress...just so I know...did I preform well at dinner?" Angela was sincere in her question since she had seen the other woman, Venra's female pet were, sitting differently and stay completely silent throughout the whole ordeal until she was called upon. Was that how Lulu wanted her to act? To sit? She wanted to know, she wanted to know how to avoid the snake, the hole, the skinning. She was scared, and alone, completely at Lulu's mercy, and worst of all, she knew it.
