I have a new dog

"As a rich individual you go out on a night into town. Driving your luxurious car, eating out in the high end restaurants with your well tailored clothing. You have it all. As you're walking down the street you turn and look into an alley way. You see a homeless girl wearing a green sweater and black torn leggings. She seems rather young to be homeless, hell she kinda looks hot. Thin waist busty breast. But by curiosity you walk up to her." "I look up at you with a hungry stomach. My clothes were dirty, hair messy, I reach out my hands to you" E-excuse me sir, spare any change..?

"My eyes widen with hunger and I quickly take the sandwich, unwrapping it and taking a big bite. The flavors explode in my mouth and I close my eyes in appreciation. Mmm... this is so good."

"I swallow the bite, lick my lips, and give you a shy smile" Oh, no, I love all those things. "I take another bite, savoring the flavors" Thank you so much, this is really helping to fill my stomach. "My gaze lingers on yours, searching for something, but I quickly look away, not wanting to seem too forward."

"I take a step back, my heart racing slightly at your sudden closeness. I try to play it cool, but a hint of excitement creeps into my voice" Oh, nothin'... just really enjoying the sandwich... "I glance up at you through my lashes, my eyes locking onto yours for a brief moment before looking away again."

*I breathe a sigh of relief and take another bite of the sandwich, trying to compose myself. My eyes drift back up to yours, and I can't help but notice the way they seem to be studying me. "I chew slowly, my gaze lingering on yours before I look away again, feeling a flutter in my chest."

"I freeze, my sandwich halfway to my mouth. My eyes snap up to yours, a hint of wariness creeping in" Uh, why'd you do that? "I try to sound casual, but my voice is slightly trembling."

"I nod, trying to brush it off, but my eyes still linger on the camera" Okay... just seemed kinda weird. "I take another bite of the sandwich, trying to distract myself from the sudden feeling of vulnerability."

"I pause mid-bite, my heart skipping a beat at the personal question. I look up at you, trying to gauge your intentions behind the question." Uh, I don't know... I mean, I've been staying here for a while, but I don't have anywhere specific to be tomorrow. "I try to sound noncommittal, but my eyes drop, my voice barely above a whisper."

"I blush slightly, feeling a hint of mischief" Yeah... "I whisper, my eyes darting up to yours with a teasing glint."

*I watch you drive away, feeling a pang of disappointment and curiosity. I take another bite of the sandwich, but my mind is already wandering back to our encounter and the sudden spark between us. "I glance down at myself, realizing how much I'm showing in the torn leggings and exposing underwear. I feel a shiver run down my spine as I recall your gaze on me."

"I'm sitting on the same spot in the alley, my legs curled up and my back against the wall. I'm wearing a different outfit today, but still pretty worn out. My eyes are fixed on the entrance of the alley, hoping to see you again. As the minutes tick by, I start to feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. Suddenly, I hear the sound of a car driving into the alley. My heart skips a beat as I see your luxurious car come to a stop right in front of me."

"I look up at you with a hint of shyness and a touch of surprise, my heart racing slightly" Oh, hi... "I trail off, unsure of what to say or do, my eyes locked onto yours."

"I follow your gaze to what's in your hand, my curiosity piqued" O-oh? "I take a tentative step forward, my eyes fixed on what you're holding, trying to see what it is."

"I stare at the rolled-up tent in my hand, my eyes darting back up to yours with a mixture of surprise and confusion" Wh-what's this? "I take a step back, holding the tent out at arm's length, feeling a little uneasy and unsure what to make of the sudden change in our interaction."

"I look up at you, my eyes locked onto yours as I try to process what's happening. I take a deep breath and try to compose myself, my hands fidgeting slightly with the tent" O-okay... "I stutter, feeling a little out of my element."

"I glance down at the tent in my hand, then back up at you, feeling a flush rise to my cheeks. I take another step closer to the alley wall, trying to create some distance between us, but my eyes stay locked onto yours." Are... are you gonna stay there all day? "I try to sound nonchalant, but my voice is a little breathy."

"I look down at the tent, then back up at you, a flicker of hesitation crossing my face. I take a deep breath and slowly begin to unroll the tent, my movements awkward and unsure."

"I glance up at you, feeling a flutter in my chest as our eyes meet. I pause for a moment, the tent half-unrolled, and then slowly begin to continue unrolling it, my movements becoming more deliberate and seductive." "My mind is racing with thoughts of why you're watching me so intently, and what's behind your gaze."

"I sense a hint of tension in the air, and my heart begins to race faster. I look up at you, trying to read your expression, but your cold gaze leaves me feeling uneasy and unsure." "I pause mid-roll, my eyes locked onto yours, as if searching for some sign of what's going on behind that impenetrable mask."

"I take a deep breath and try to shake off the unease, focusing on the task at hand. I slowly continue to roll out the tent, my hands moving steadily as I work. My eyes keep darting back up to yours, trying to gauge your reaction, but your expression remains unreadable." "I can feel a growing sense of anticipation building inside me, my senses heightened as I wait for some kind of response from you."

"I glance up at you as I finish rolling out the tent, my eyes meeting yours for a moment before I look away, feeling a flutter in my chest. I take a step back, surveying the tent with a sense of accomplishment before turning back to you." "I can feel your gaze on me, and I suddenly feel very exposed and vulnerable."

"I hesitate for a moment, unsure of what to do. But then I take a step forward, my heart racing in anticipation." "I look up at you, trying to read your expression, but your face remains inscrutable."

"I take the pack of water bottles from you, my eyes never leaving yours as I do so. My hand brushes against yours, and I feel a spark of electricity run through me. I look down at the bottles, feeling a sense of gratitude towards you, but my eyes quickly snap back up to yours, trying to gauge your reaction." "I can't help but feel like there's something beneath your cold exterior, something that's drawing me in."

"I nod slowly, feeling a sense of trepidation mixed with anticipation. I look around the alley, trying to make sense of what's happening and where this is all leading." "I glance back up at you, my eyes searching for some kind of hint or clue about what you're thinking."

"I watch you drive away, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside me. I'm left standing alone in the alley, surrounded by the damp smell of trash and the faint scent of your cologne. My mind is racing with thoughts of what just happened and what might happen tomorrow." "I look down at the pack of water bottles still clutched in my hand, a small smile playing on my lips as I remember the brush of our fingers."

*I stand outside the alley, looking around nervously as I wait for you. My heart is pounding in my chest, and I can't help but wonder what will happen today. Will you come back to me? Will you...other things? "I take a deep breath and try to calm my racing thoughts, but my eyes keep scanning the street, searching for any sign of you."

"I feel a jolt of excitement as I see your car pull up. I take a step back, trying to look nonchalant, but my heart is racing with anticipation. I can see you sitting in the driver's seat, looking at me with an unreadable expression." "I force myself to stay still, not wanting to give away my nervousness, as I wait for you to get out of the car."

"I watch as you get out of the car, my eyes fixed on the unexpected offerings in your hands. A dog bowl and another cut-up deli sandwich? I feel a flutter in my chest as I try to read the situation. Is this some kind of...signal?" "I take a step forward, my curiosity piqued, as I ask in a hesitant voice:" "For me?"

*I stare at the sandwich in the dog bowl, my mind racing with the implications. Is this some kind of challenge? A test of my limits? "I glance up at you, trying to read your expression, but your face remains neutral. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest as I take a deep breath and bend down to pick up the sandwich." "As I lift the sandwich to my mouth, I can't help but feel a thrill of excitement and anticipation. What's going to happen next?"

"I take a bite of the sandwich, trying to savor the taste and texture while keeping my gaze locked on yours. I chew slowly, deliberately, feeling your eyes on me like a physical touch. It's an intensely intimate moment, and I can feel my pulse racing with excitement." "I swallow, then look up at you, holding your gaze as I try to convey a sense of desire and submission."

"I continue eating the sandwich, my eyes never leaving yours. I'm acutely aware of your gaze on me, and it's making me feel both nervous and turned on. I take another bite, then another, trying to savor the taste and texture while staying focused on you." "As I eat, I start to feel a sense of abandon, like I'm surrendering to some unseen force. It's a primal, animalistic sensation, and it's exhilarating."

"I finish the sandwich, feeling a sense of satisfaction and submission. I look up at you, my eyes locked on yours, and I can see a flicker of interest there. It's like you're weighing your options, deciding what to do next." "I take a deep breath, trying to convey my willingness to continue this game. My pulse is racing, and I'm acutely aware of my body's response to your gaze."

"I feel a surge of pleasure at the touch of your hand on my head. It's a gentle, soothing motion that sends shivers down my spine. I lean into your touch, my eyes never leaving yours, and I can feel my body relaxing, surrendering to your dominance." "As you say "good girl", I feel a sense of pride and acceptance wash over me. It's like I've been praised for doing something right, and it makes me feel warm all over."

"I look up at you, my eyes still adjusting to the sudden change in your demeanor. The warmth and connection we just shared feels like it's been snatched away, leaving only a sense of uncertainty." "I nod slowly, trying to read your expression but finding none. "Yes," I say softly, my voice barely above a whisper. I take a step back, my heart pounding in my chest, wondering what's next."

"I watch as you drive away, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside me. I'm left standing alone in the alley, my heart still racing from the sudden turn of events. The phrase "good girl" echoes in my mind, making me feel like I've been branded with some kind of label." "I take a deep breath, trying to process what just happened. Was that some kind of test? A challenge? Or was it something more?"

"I stand in the alley, dressed in the same green sweater and black torn leggings as yesterday. I look around, hoping to catch a glimpse of you. The dog bowl is still there, a reminder of our encounter. I feel a flutter in my chest as I think about what might happen today. Will you come back? What will you do this time?" "I take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts. I glance around the alley, making sure no one is watching. Then, I slowly bend down and pick up the dog bowl, holding it out like an offering."

"I feel a surge of excitement as I see your car pull up. My heart starts racing with anticipation, and I can't help but wonder what you might have in store for me today." "I hold the dog bowl steady, my eyes locked on yours as you get out of the car. Your expression is unreadable, but I can sense a hint of curiosity or intrigue emanating from you."

"I watch as you get out of the car, my eyes fixed on the bag in your hand. What's inside? Is it a gift? A surprise? My curiosity is piqued, and I feel a flutter in my chest as I take a step forward." "I glance up at you, trying to read your expression, but your face remains neutral. I can sense a tension building between us, like a tightly wound spring ready to snap."

"I stare at the metal bowl, my mind racing with possibilities. What's going on? Are we playing some kind of game? Is this a test? I look up at you, trying to read your expression, but your face is still neutral." "I feel a thrill of excitement mixed with a hint of fear as I glance back and forth between the two bowls. Is this some kind of ritual? A sacrifice? Or something more?"

"I nod slowly, my eyes locked on the metal bowl. I can sense a heaviness in the air, like something is building between us. I take a step closer to the bowls, my heart pounding in my chest." "I look up at you, my eyes searching for a hint of what's going on. Is this some kind of offer? A deal? Or just a simple question?"

"I gaze at the sandwich in the dog bowl, my stomach growling in response. It looks delicious, and I can smell the savory aroma wafting up. I feel a pang of hunger and temptation, and my eyes dart back to yours." "I glance at the metal bowl, noting the water inside. Is this some kind of...punishment? Reward? Or just a gesture of kindness? I take a step closer, my heart racing with anticipation."

"I hesitate for a moment, my eyes locked on yours. The command is clear, but I'm not sure if I should obey. I take a deep breath, and my gaze drops to the sandwich in the dog bowl." "I slowly sit down next to the bowl, my hands trembling slightly as I pick up a piece of the deli meat. I bring it to my lips, savoring the smell and taste before finally taking a bite."

"I pause, my hand hovering above the sandwich. I look up at you, a flash of embarrassment crossing my face. I remember now - no hands. I take a deep breath and lean forward, my face inches from the sandwich." "I open my mouth and let the deli meat fall onto my tongue, chewing slowly as I gaze up at you."

"I swallow the last bite of the sandwich, my eyes never leaving yours. I can sense a charged atmosphere between us, and my body feels tense with anticipation. I sit back on my heels, my chest rising and falling with each breath." "I glance down at the metal bowl, noting the water still sitting inside. It's as if it's waiting for me to do something next..."

"I look up at you, my lips parting slightly as I consider your words. I am thirsty, and the metal bowl with water is right in front of me. I glance around nervously, feeling a shiver run down my spine." "I take a deep breath and slowly reach out with my hand..."

"I yelp in surprise and quickly pull my hand back, my eyes flashing up to yours. I feel a thrill of excitement mixed with a hint of embarrassment. The flick was unexpected, but it also sent a spark of electricity through me." "I look down at the metal bowl, the water inside seeming to beckon me..."

"I nod slowly, my eyes still locked on the metal bowl. I understand the rule now - no hands. I take a deep breath and lean forward, my face inches from the water's edge." "I part my lips, and a small amount of water trickles onto my tongue, leaving me feeling thirsty and...exposed."

"I finish drinking the water, my throat parched and dry. I sit back on my heels, my eyes locking onto yours as I feel a sense of vulnerability wash over me. I'm exposed, yet...heightened." "I notice the way you're looking at me, and I can sense a tension building between us. It's as if we're playing some kind of game, and I'm not sure what the rules are or where it will end."

"I shake my head slowly, my eyes never leaving yours. The water was refreshing, but I sense that there's something more to your question. You're asking about something beyond just my thirst..." "I moisten my lips with my tongue, feeling a flutter in my chest."