Another day for the bitch
Jessy's night had been filled by embarrassing nightmares about her new life and her cruel Mistress. Dreams that ended in a jumpy awakening when the door to her room opened and she realised it hadn't been a dream, but her new reality. Her limbs remained securely tied and every breath she took was through those horrible worn panties, filling her lungs with he scent of her Mistress's pussy with every breath she took. All she wanted was to hide as well as possible in the small cage in the corner of her new room, but as she had learned yesterday that wasn't an option. She knew she needed to give the woman an enthusiastic greeting or face a punishment. Jessy couldn't help but blush as she forced herself to get up on all fours. Not only had she came doing such shameful things last night, her pussy was still wet and needy from those three edges she had received before being brought to her cage.
With as much enthusiasm as she could manage Jessy crawled up to the door of her cage and started wagging her tail in deep shame. Shame only hidden by the big panties which were pulled over her face. The ringing of the bells on her numerous piercings and her tail was mortifying, but it did sound cheerful so hopefully she could avoid punishment. Looking for who might have entered her room Jessy was surprised to see it was Bernice's slut, the girl her age who's real name she didn't even know. It was pretty clear by the ballet boots she wore, there was no Bernice in sight, yet she kept wagging her tail just to be safe.
"Good morning Cunny, I hope you slept well? Your Mistress is still in bed and she would like some of your tongue attention before getting out of bed. Don't worry though, you'll get some breakfast and a chance to use the bathroom first so you'll have your strength and no distractions. It's still early after all so Mistress won't be getting out of bed any time soon." Madison spoke cheerfully in a tone one would use to speak to a real puppy. Her Mistress had demanded she would be nice to her bitch, and that she would treat her like nothing but a bitch. Although being nice to the girl because she really felt for her wasn't all that hard for Madison, it was hard to see her as an equal, at least she had remained a person and she had known this girl as nothing but the bitch her Mistress told her she was, she knew it was wrong to think of her as less, but she could not help it.
Opening the cage door Madison quickly clipped a leash to Cunny's collar and led the girl out to her bowls which she quickly filled. Although it remained mortifying to be walked on a leash like that, and she really didn't like the way this girl talked to her, Jessy was still happy to get woken up by slut as she was the only alternative to Bernice she knew of here. In the end it wouldn't really matter as they were headed for Bernice anyways, but every moment without that horrible woman was a good one in Jessy's eyes. She patiently waited for slut to remove the panties from her face before digging into her shameful meal that looked anything but appetising. Still the taste was good, the problem was mostly with the presentation. Another thing that bothered her about her food was how slut stayed at her side and gently caressed her back and patted her head. Although she knew the girl meant well it remained demeaning. To be petted while eating in such humiliating fashion.
Once she was done eating she was quickly lead from her room to one of the guest bathrooms to pee and get cleaned up. Madison didn't want to pass through her Mistress's bedroom with Cunny while Cunny wasn't ready yet. Peeing so shamefully in front of another person remained devastatingly embarrassing to Jessy, but there was no other option. She really needed to go, and peeing anywhere else around the house would not only be even more mortifying, it would also get her a grave punishment, giving her all the more reason to prevent it at all costs.
After her embarrassing pee, and an even more embarrassing uncomfortable enema from that scary machine she had also been hooked up to the day before, slut gave he a quick and efficient clean up. It remained violating to have every part of her body touched like that, but at least slut didn't needlessly fondle her the way Bernice loved to do. Slut was definitely her preferred person to wake up to for as far as one could have that in such a twisted place. Unlike Bernice she couldn't blame slut either, or at least not to the same extend, she too was just a twisted toy for Bernice although much to Jessy's shock she seemed to like it. She still couldn't believe how something like that would be possible. She didn't get a lot of time to think about it as the moment she was dried the leash got clipped back on and she was marched straight to the master bedroom. At least she now had knowledge of one more room on the upper floor of Bernice's house, something that might come in handy if she ever managed to find a way to escape. Right now she was getting filled with dread all over again though, she knew facing Bernice and most likely her pussy was just behind the door they were approaching.