Post by Naughty Girls on Oct 6, 2017 19:07:15 GMT -5
The scene opens for what appears to be webcam footage of AJ at work on her computer going about her business as though not even aware she was being recorded. In the background, a silent Pet tiptoes into the office sneaking up on her...handler? Mistress? Pet’s never been too clear on how she looks at AJ recently but either way her sneakiness doesn’t last too much longer as she steps on a squeaky floorboard prompting AJ to look around behind her.
AJS: Anya! What are you doing in my office?
Pet: Aw, you saw me.
Pet giggles throwing her arms around AJ’s shoulders snuggling her in close.
Pet: We gotta record our promo.
AJS: Record...what?
That’s when she realizes about the webcam being on. She snaps her attention back on Pet.
AJS: You were in here earlier? When?
Again Pet giggles kissing the side of AJ’s head.
Pet: Just talk. Otherwise my hand might not stop and there’s nothing on the way to slow. It. Down.
AJ doesn’t need to ask what that’s about as Pet slowly slides her hand down the front of AJ biting her tongue in a playful smirk.
AJS: Talk? Talk about what?
Pet: Our match, silly. With Kat and Madigan.
Amy Jo grabs Pet’s hand, stopping it, and brings it back up to rest on her shoulder.
AJS: What? That I wanna punch Star in the face and give Madigan a good cunt punt for good measure. No marital acts for them for a few days.
Pet giggles. Smyth spins around in her chair suddenly, throwing Pet off her and back a few inches, and faces the young woman she considers her charge.
AJS: It's about damn time you got into the ring and fought for yourself. If it were up to me, I wouldn't be there and you'd be out there, in a singles match with Star. You have got to learn to fight your own battles, Anya.
Pet: But the nice lady said you had to be there to watch over me.
An innocent giggle comes out from Pet’s curled lips as she saunters back toward AJ resting her head to her chest as well as a hand.
Pet: You wouldn’t want me to get hurt out there, would you?
AJ grabs her hand and once again moves it to a more suitable, less invasive position on her body.
AJS: You had no problem jumping in that ring all those other times… As long as you had me there to keep you from getting hit. Anya, I'll protect you, of course, but you got us into this mess, yourself into it, and I don't know… I'm stuck up in it now.
Pet looks back up at AJ shaking her head.
Pet: I didn’t get us into this mess, Kat did. She’s the one who sold me, remember? She’s the one who decided I had a price tag on my collar and Zahara’s the stupid one who said it was alright. I mean, she didn’t come out and say that, but it’s implied but how she stands beside that glorified bitch. I just wanted to bring you along,
Clearly not getting AJ’s message, Pet presses herself to her once more this time bringing her other hand down to the small of her back stroking it downward.
Pet: Cause we don’t get to do a bunch of stuff together. You want to have fun with me, don’t you? What’s more fun that scraping the filth off this earth?
Smyth removes her hand and let's it drop at Pet’s side, trying to drive the point home.
AJS: I want to see that bitch get flattened but… but this is never going to end unless you do this and do it by yourself. You're a trained boxer, you can handle her.
Pet: Wh...what?
Pet staggers back hearing this before she collapses down to her knees and begins to sob. AJ has certainly been with Pet long enough to know this would be an act, but...was it? Most times it was difficult to tell with the girl whose range of emotions was “love me” to “FUCKING LOVE ME!”.
Pet: I...have to go it alone? Against two people who see me as little more than an object? But I guess it makes sense.
Pet turns her head away still sniffling.
Pet: If you see me that way too, it won’t matter when I come back broken. Useless. Unloved.
AJS: Anya, get up off the floor.
Smyth stands, reaches over, and physically lifts Anya to her feet.
AJS: C'mon, no need for all that now. I didn't say nothing about not loving you or abandoning you, you know that. I'm trying to be honest with you, like I've always been. I'm telling you that you don't need to be afraid, you know better than that. What I'm saying is, you have the ability to take her on, one on one, and you don't need me.
Pet: I can confront her on my own, I’m not afraid to. It’s just...this isn’t one on one. Kat’s cheating bringing in that awful whore of hers. She’s the one who’s frightened and you know what they say about frightened people. You don’t know what they might do. She might try and capture me, drag me away, torture and humiliate me. Just...promise,
Pet leans back into AJ hugging her arms around her. This time in a standard, not so much Pet style hug.
Pet: You won’t let them take me from you in any way.
AJS: I won't let them take you away, I promise. I won't let them hurt you, either. You know that. I just want you to do some fighting. Some real fighting. Get in there and fight. Show that bitch exactly what she's afraid of and why she's afraid of it. Then we can put this to bed and I can worry about defending the title.
Smyth stands, taking the much lighter Pet with her as she does.
AJS: Speaking of bed, I think it's time you got some sleep…
Pet: Mrmm...you’re coming in there too, aren’t you? To check for monsters? They’re getting crafty hiding in my sheets, you know.
AJS: I promise, there are no monsters. But we will check anyway. No funny business from you.
Pet skips out Smyth’s office with Smyth following closely behind.
AJS: I wonder if she wants to hear a bedtime story, too…
She mutters under her breath as Pet stops at her doorway, waiting for Smyth to check the room.
AJS: They'll be no cereal in the morning if you give me fuss. It's after midnight and I need my sleep, even more than you do. You know how you get without your eight hours.
Pet nods.
AJS: Now, let's check for monsters...
AJS: Anya! What are you doing in my office?
Pet: Aw, you saw me.
Pet giggles throwing her arms around AJ’s shoulders snuggling her in close.
Pet: We gotta record our promo.
AJS: Record...what?
That’s when she realizes about the webcam being on. She snaps her attention back on Pet.
AJS: You were in here earlier? When?
Again Pet giggles kissing the side of AJ’s head.
Pet: Just talk. Otherwise my hand might not stop and there’s nothing on the way to slow. It. Down.
AJ doesn’t need to ask what that’s about as Pet slowly slides her hand down the front of AJ biting her tongue in a playful smirk.
AJS: Talk? Talk about what?
Pet: Our match, silly. With Kat and Madigan.
Amy Jo grabs Pet’s hand, stopping it, and brings it back up to rest on her shoulder.
AJS: What? That I wanna punch Star in the face and give Madigan a good cunt punt for good measure. No marital acts for them for a few days.
Pet giggles. Smyth spins around in her chair suddenly, throwing Pet off her and back a few inches, and faces the young woman she considers her charge.
AJS: It's about damn time you got into the ring and fought for yourself. If it were up to me, I wouldn't be there and you'd be out there, in a singles match with Star. You have got to learn to fight your own battles, Anya.
Pet: But the nice lady said you had to be there to watch over me.
An innocent giggle comes out from Pet’s curled lips as she saunters back toward AJ resting her head to her chest as well as a hand.
Pet: You wouldn’t want me to get hurt out there, would you?
AJ grabs her hand and once again moves it to a more suitable, less invasive position on her body.
AJS: You had no problem jumping in that ring all those other times… As long as you had me there to keep you from getting hit. Anya, I'll protect you, of course, but you got us into this mess, yourself into it, and I don't know… I'm stuck up in it now.
Pet looks back up at AJ shaking her head.
Pet: I didn’t get us into this mess, Kat did. She’s the one who sold me, remember? She’s the one who decided I had a price tag on my collar and Zahara’s the stupid one who said it was alright. I mean, she didn’t come out and say that, but it’s implied but how she stands beside that glorified bitch. I just wanted to bring you along,
Clearly not getting AJ’s message, Pet presses herself to her once more this time bringing her other hand down to the small of her back stroking it downward.
Pet: Cause we don’t get to do a bunch of stuff together. You want to have fun with me, don’t you? What’s more fun that scraping the filth off this earth?
Smyth removes her hand and let's it drop at Pet’s side, trying to drive the point home.
AJS: I want to see that bitch get flattened but… but this is never going to end unless you do this and do it by yourself. You're a trained boxer, you can handle her.
Pet: Wh...what?
Pet staggers back hearing this before she collapses down to her knees and begins to sob. AJ has certainly been with Pet long enough to know this would be an act, but...was it? Most times it was difficult to tell with the girl whose range of emotions was “love me” to “FUCKING LOVE ME!”.
Pet: I...have to go it alone? Against two people who see me as little more than an object? But I guess it makes sense.
Pet turns her head away still sniffling.
Pet: If you see me that way too, it won’t matter when I come back broken. Useless. Unloved.
AJS: Anya, get up off the floor.
Smyth stands, reaches over, and physically lifts Anya to her feet.
AJS: C'mon, no need for all that now. I didn't say nothing about not loving you or abandoning you, you know that. I'm trying to be honest with you, like I've always been. I'm telling you that you don't need to be afraid, you know better than that. What I'm saying is, you have the ability to take her on, one on one, and you don't need me.
Pet: I can confront her on my own, I’m not afraid to. It’s just...this isn’t one on one. Kat’s cheating bringing in that awful whore of hers. She’s the one who’s frightened and you know what they say about frightened people. You don’t know what they might do. She might try and capture me, drag me away, torture and humiliate me. Just...promise,
Pet leans back into AJ hugging her arms around her. This time in a standard, not so much Pet style hug.
Pet: You won’t let them take me from you in any way.
AJS: I won't let them take you away, I promise. I won't let them hurt you, either. You know that. I just want you to do some fighting. Some real fighting. Get in there and fight. Show that bitch exactly what she's afraid of and why she's afraid of it. Then we can put this to bed and I can worry about defending the title.
Smyth stands, taking the much lighter Pet with her as she does.
AJS: Speaking of bed, I think it's time you got some sleep…
Pet: Mrmm...you’re coming in there too, aren’t you? To check for monsters? They’re getting crafty hiding in my sheets, you know.
AJS: I promise, there are no monsters. But we will check anyway. No funny business from you.
Pet skips out Smyth’s office with Smyth following closely behind.
AJS: I wonder if she wants to hear a bedtime story, too…
She mutters under her breath as Pet stops at her doorway, waiting for Smyth to check the room.
AJS: They'll be no cereal in the morning if you give me fuss. It's after midnight and I need my sleep, even more than you do. You know how you get without your eight hours.
Pet nods.
AJS: Now, let's check for monsters...