Natalie sat in her cage like a good little girl. She was told to sit in there quietly when there were guests around the house. She could hear their murmurs through the hallway, an occasional laugh would break through, but she tried not to pay too much attention to it. When she did, she felt her heart begin to pound and her brow begin to get slick with sweat. She didn’t want her makeup to run. Mr. and Mrs. Clark had told her that she needed to look presentable.
She was almost frozen like that until Mr. Clark came in. He was wearing a white button-down with black slacks. He was smiling and running his hand over his hair while he spoke to her. You could see the excitement in his body if you looked closely. He bounced on the balls of his feet like he was walking on air.
“They are ready for you,” he said. “You look nice. They’ll like that. Come on. Present yourself.”
She nudged forward and leaned towards the bars. As soon as the door was open, his hand clasped the loop that hung from the front of her collar. Once the leash was fastened, he tugged on it once and she began to crawl out, her tits hanging and swaying with each movement her body let out.