There exists in our world an island nation, about the size of Ireland, called The Humanist Democracy of Nova Insula (Hodni). It was settled a century ago by people looking for a place where they could live out their sexualities in peace. What they built became something of a BDSM utopia. Masters and slaves are voluntary social classes. When people reach the age of eighteen, they enter an exploratory period where they try out different occupations and social roles. Most members of the society become either an Owner or a slave. It is a normal part of life and slave treat it like a career and a vocation.
The pair sat down at the pup park. Master sat on the bench and his dutiful slave sat beside him. The slave was a petite girl in her early twenties. She was slim, with a round face and large hazel eyes. Her brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail. The girl wore a tight blue blouse that managed to outline her small breasts. Her nipple showed through the fabric and caused her slit to dampen every time she turned or raised an arm. Around her neck she wore a simple metal ring collar with an O-ring in front. The O-ring was secured flatly against her sternum by a riveted piece of black leather stamped with "DG" the initials of her Master's slave training company. "David's Girls."
Her Master was a moderately successful slave trainer. He specialized in girls and would selectively purchase them at 20 years old when they entered into slavery. He only took up to 3 at a time and this one had been his only girl for the past two years. He had trained her in basic service techniques and advanced male sexual satisfaction. Oftentimes he only gave girls the basics before they were sold off to a specialist trainer for profit though sometimes, he also sold girls to rich owners looking for a younger slave or young owners looking for a slave their age.
This particular girl, however, had bonded quite strongly with David. He had tried to resist her charm but, as he was going through a certain dry spell with no interesting young slaves showing up on the block lately, he had allowed himself to bond with her. The girl was becoming too dependent on him. This would only compound and become a problem for resale. She also had not had to train with any other slaves for quite a while. This had turned the young slave into zealous, jealous, problem. David couldn't possibly bring in a new girl to train with this possessive little slut trying to butt her head in. Though it pained part of him he was a slave trainer by trade and knew exactly what needed to be done.
The Master looked at the girl and sighed. "Tori, I'd like you to kneel on the ground please." she had rarely ever been asked that before.
"Daddy?" She asked quizzically. Was he getting soft? He never allowed girls to call him that. It was always 'Sir' or 'Master David'. This girl had weaseled her way into his heart too far.
"On the ground."
"Okay Daddy." She stood up and sank down to her knees looking quizzically at her Master. Maybe he was going to ask her to service his cock right here? That would be fun. But why at the pup park?
"Good girl." David said.
"Thank you, Daddy. Daddy, why are we at the pup park? Are we getting a puppy girl?! May I request we get a puppy boy...?"
"Tori, no." This was going to hurt.
"I know you don't like boys Daddy but-"
"Tori I-"
"You could get an athletic one and he can go on hikes with you-"
"Tori be quiet!"
"....yes Sir"
She didn't use Sir unless she knew she was in trouble. she could start to feel tears welling up in her eyes. Daddy was serious.
David took a breath before he spoke.
"Now Tori you always knew this day would come, ever since I bought you three years ago.
"Daddy" she choked "Am I being sold?"
"Yes sweetheart. We're meeting a buyer so she can look you over."
"She? I'm being sold to a lady!"
He tugged a little on her leash. Not a yank that could hurt her just enough to snap her back to obedience.
"Keep it down. Yes. You are being sold to Mistress Annalisa. She is a good friend of mine. A bit sterner than me, okay a lot sterner than me, but rest assured she is fair and will take care of you."
Just as Daddy said that a short, round female pup, wearing floppy ears, trotted to a tree nearby to squat and let out a stream of piss. Tori looked elsewhere and saw a large male pup mount an elegant looking female pup behind a bench. The male's owner turned around and slapped it on the side to get it off. He chastised his pet sternly.
Tori looked at her Master. Something horrible had clicked for her.
"Why are we at the pup park?"
"Well, you will be Mistress Annalisa's new pet. She will likely train you in a mix of puppy and kitten behaviors. She is really quite skilled at that. Her home is a regular menagerie of pet girls and boys it's quite astounding..."
"I'm not going."
"Sweetie, yes you are. This is the life of a slave."
"I don't want to go be a pet for some stupid lady"
"Now sweetie. Are you saying you don't want to be a slave anymore? We can go down the courthouse and get that collar taken off right now?" He didn't mean that. I mean if that's what she really wanted it was her legal right, but he was using this as a tactic.