Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&Littlerooster)
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				Title: <strong>Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>26-08-2013, 18:39:10</strong>
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				Name: Mandy<br>Age: 22<br>Occupation: Dog Trainer<br>Looks:<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ma82y0ewM21rd7isao1_500.jpg)</div></div><br>Mandy sighed as she walked out of work. She was very tired and had a lot of classes to do that day. She really did love her job, she loved dogs, but the training was very tiring on her. Sometimes she wished she didn't have to work so much and could just relax. She was working as a private teacher at peoples homes. Mostly it was a bunch of old men and women who couldn't walk in far places so it wasn't that big a deal to her. The training gave her great money, but it was just a lot of work to teach someone how to communicate with their dog properly. <br><br>She had a major client this weekend and needed her rest. The man must have had money because he paid for a $300 class. It was a mixture of two classes and some extra sessions. Her classes were a six week course, once and hour, once a week. SHe never saw her clients before she went to their house. They'd have to fill out some paper work and then she'd get it, she never knew anything about the owners themselves. Just their dogs. From the e-mail, it seemed like this man had a lot of money and had just gotten a puppy. Though, it was strange to her some of the things he said. They were more the characteristics of an adult dog. She hoped this wasn't a prank and the guy actually had a dog for her to train. <br><br>The next morning Mandy was walking to his house after a 2 hour bus ride to find him. He definitely lived a good life, she could tell by the houses. She had to pause for a minute and just awe at his giant house. Slowly she walked to the door and knocked. She heard nothing. Again she knocked. Nothing. She'd expect to hear some barking but no, not even a whimper. "Are you kidding me?" she said quietly to herself. "He better be here..." she said as she knocked one last time. Mandy was in black yoga pants and a white shirt. Modest clothing, but with her body and it's curves she had to try and look professional for a dog trainer, not ... well what guys called hot, she called immodest. Her hair was in a bun and she played with her bangs from time to time. Finally the door opened. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>27-08-2013, 12:09:03</strong>
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				Name : Heath<br>Age : 28<br>Looks:<br>(http://i1132.photobucket.com/albums/m565/saxon1973/Stephen14_zpsdc5815ce.jpg) (http://s1132.photobucket.com/user/saxon1973/media/Stephen14_zpsdc5815ce.jpg.html)<br><br>Heath had always had a curiosity about odd sexual acts, well not quite sexual acts exactly, what he really liked was making mundane things sexual, putting a sexual spin on doing the ironing or cooking, he was also very much into corruption, he liked to pay normal women for sex or even just their company, not whores mind you, regular women who had never done that before, he liked to see how far women would go, what they would do. Of course it helped that he was good looking, they didn't have to be convinced too hard to do things for him and of course he liked this as well. <br><br>He had been sitting back in his large house thinking of new angles of sexuality that he hadn't explored yet, what else could delve into he wondered to himself, being intelligent and independently wealthy gave Heath an eccentricity to add to his good looks and sexual quirks, he looked through the newspaper, an ad for a dog trainer, a woman who trains dogs huh, hmmmm... this could be interesting. <br><br>Of course Heath did not have a dog nor did he want to have one, but the idea of a woman who trains beasts, this could be rather interesting, the sexual and psychological aspects appealed once more, he decided not to over think this one, just call her and book a time. <br><br>There was a knock on the door, he opened the door and saw the beautiful Mandy standing there. <br><br>"Hello, Mandy I presume?" he said with a smile. "Come on in" he added and opened the door wider for her to enter.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-08-2013, 18:34:17</strong>
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				When the door opened and it was Heath, Mandy's jaw dropped. The looked like a god. Quickly snapping out of it Mandy turned on her professional personality. Walking in she smiled and finally spoke. "Hi, My name is Mandy, I'm the dog trainer." She said as she looked around. "Uh, before i can start training I need to have you sign these insurance papers. It's just saying that I am not responsible if you get bitten and that if I do you will help pay for it since it is in the place of your home." She said. <br><br>Mandy looked around at what she could see, he had a very nice place. She couldn't really look at him again, if she did, she knew she'd get all school girly on him. She had to remain professional.&nbsp; SHe cleared her throat. "I also need you to sign this paper so that I can get my payment in, I get commission and the city pays me by the hour." she explained. 
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				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>28-08-2013, 12:24:57</strong>
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				He smiled as she went through all the paperwork speech, he nodded and yet he wasn't really listening, none of it mattered, he didn't have a dog. He looked at her though, how she was avoiding eye contact, trying not to look at him at all, he had experienced this before, women who were afraid they would fall under his spell, of course this didn't work either, Heath had a deep voice, deep yet smooth, women had told him it was very soothing, he had seduced women over the phone, without him or the woman seeing each other, he enjoyed chatting up telemarketers, another oddity regarding Heath. <br><br>He signed everywhere Mandy told him to and then bowing his head at an upwards angle to get her eye contact he smiled once more. <br><br>"I hope all of that will suffice, I assure you that I will not be pressing any charges or launching legal action against you" he said with a smirk. <br><br>"So Mandy tell me how long you have been doing this and please, take a seat, would you like some coffee?" he asked and pointed to a deep burgundy leather couch for her to sit on. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>28-08-2013, 19:44:22</strong>
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				Mandy watched as he signed the papers, only watching his hands, nothing more. she took the papers from him and nodded. "yeah, that's great." she said looking around. When he smirked her heart pounded. <em>Be professional!</em> she told herself. "I've been doing this for a few years now. It's a little easier for me to travel to people's homes instead of doing it in the store." she said as she sat down. "I don't drink coffee, do you have sweet tea?" she asked him. 
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				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>28-08-2013, 23:21:31</strong>
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				"Sure, sweet tea it is then" he said to her and came back a few moments later and poured her a cup. <br><br>"So how does this work normally, how do you train the beasts? What if they don't want to be trained?" he asked her curiously. <br><br>He wanted to know if she would ask where his dog is, how did this would work, he wanted to turn her world upside down but knew there would have to be some psychological foreplay first. 
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				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>28-08-2013, 23:46:30</strong>
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				Mandy was listening out for barking the whole time, yet heard nothing. She took the tea, sipping on it. "Well... Just because the dog doesn't want to be trained, doesn't mean it has that choice. You have to be a little harsh with them. Not hurt them, but things like if they get too jumpy you have to hold them down until they give you a huff, or you step on their collar, making them go into a bowing position." She started to explain. "you have to have patience with the dogs. If you don't, all that happens is you get get frustrated and give up on training them." She told him. 
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				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>29-08-2013, 12:32:53</strong>
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				He listened intently to her description of dog training, he liked that she was basically giving him the handbook on how to train her. It was all very appealing and he hadn't even started to try yet. <br><br>"So a collar and a leash is imperative to train a beast by the sounds of it, stepping on the collar sounds quite rough" he said to her, all the while he was envisioning her on the collar and leash and himself stepping on it to make her understand her place.
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				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>29-08-2013, 19:42:27</strong>
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				Mandy smiled. "Well, yeah. I usually recommend that people keep the leash on at home even because if the dog goes running around it makes it easier to grab hold of them." she said. She looked around again. "Where is your dog?" She finally asked. She hadn't heard anything, seen anything, nor did the house look like it even had a chew toy. Mandy stood up. "I'd like see the dog please." 
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				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>30-08-2013, 00:42:12</strong>
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				Heath smiled, she was finally asking about the dog. He was salivating over this part, his cruel mind getting turned on over the moment.<br><br>He stood up and asked her to follow him. Walking down the hall they entered a room with a full length mirror. Before she could say another word about there not being a dog, he placed a collar around her neck. <br><br>"There, there is my dog, her name is Mandy" he explained as he looked at her in the full length mirror.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>30-08-2013, 00:51:18</strong>
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				Mandy saw the smile on his face and felt very uncomfortable. As he asked to be followed she was relieved. <em>Thank god there is a dog... </em>she thought to herself. She followed him into the big room and looked around, a little confused. "There's no-" she suddenly felt him wrapping something around her throat, locking it on her and looked at herself in the mirror. She pulled away from him and tried to pass him up. "I'm not a dog." she said as she tried to take the collar off. She needed to get out. 
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				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>30-08-2013, 01:20:01</strong>
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				He smiled at her fear, he thought it was cute when she insisted that she wasn't a dog. <br><br>"Of course you're not a dog Mandy, no, no you're a human and all aren't you. Silly puppy doesn't know what it is" he said in a mock sincere voice filled with sarcasm.<br><br>"This is why you need training" he said to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>30-08-2013, 01:23:57</strong>
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				Mandy glared at him and got mad. It was clear in her eyes that she hated this man. She backed herself up and made it look like she was going to tackle him, but instead as he moved to adjust himself she purposefully fell and slide herself under his legs. She looked back to see he was only a few feet away and quickly raised to her feet to try and run to the door to get out of that room. 
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				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>30-08-2013, 12:00:05</strong>
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				He laughed as she scrambled between his legs and ran away, he knew all the doors and windows were locked, there was no way out for her. <br><br>He followed slowly until she was cornered, "bad puppy" he said to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>30-08-2013, 19:46:48</strong>
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				Mandy tried to open up the first down but it was locked. Hearing him laugh the blood drained from her face and she backed up from him. She backed up until she hit a wall, she'd cornered herself. She was trapped. "Why are you doing this?" she asked him as he got closer to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>01-09-2013, 02:54:21</strong>
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				He looked at her with a cruel expression, he was enjoying her confusion, he loved her question, <em>why are you doing this to me?</em> she asked him. <br><br>"Oh naughty puppy thinks it can talk, thinks there are reasons, there are no reasons other than my own curiosity puppy, now, will we do this the hard way or the easy way? Please choose the hard way" he said to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>02-09-2013, 05:48:58</strong>
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				When he called her a naughty puppy she glared at him. She made a fist, trying to think of what to do. The only thing she could do was fight him, and that's what she was going to do. Her fist moved to his jaw quickly. When hit him hard and then took a step back and tackled him to the ground. THis was all she had left, she had to win and get out of there. 
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				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>02-09-2013, 07:59:36</strong>
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				He was knocked back when she hit him, not so much from the force but from the shock, he hadn't counted on that but that was ok too. They wrestled on the floor, he enjoyed her being so close to him but once the wrestling got old he overpowered her easily and put his hand on the collar and subsequently her throat. <br><br>"Bad bad puppy! I see we will have to do things the hard way" he glared at her.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>02-09-2013, 08:03:44</strong>
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				As they wrestled she thought maybe she'd had the upper hand. She thought it was too bad that he was a dick because he was cute. She fought with him, trying to feel around for the keys. She couldn't find them. Before she knew it he'd pinned her down by her throat. Mandy struggled around under him, trying to buck him off of her. SHe was putting up a good fight, but she was getting tired. Her legs wiggled around, bucking her body to try and roll him off of her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>02-09-2013, 08:07:07</strong>
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				He stayed on her, feeling her energy leave her body, she was outclassed, outweighed, it would just be a matter of time. <br><br>"Puppy!" he shouted at her. <br><br>"You won't win this, do as you are told or I will have to get harsher with you" he said to her. 
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				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>02-09-2013, 08:09:43</strong>
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				"I'M NOT A DOG YOU FUCKING BITCH!" She shouted at him. She tried her best to keep her composure as she tried to get him off of her. Her pushes were getting less aggressive and her heart was racing. The more doomed she felt, the weaker she became. Mandy looked up at him, fear and hate in her eyes. Her hands finally just reached for his throat, she knew it was a far cry, but it's the only thing she could think of. <br><br><br>(be back in like 10 minutes)
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				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>02-09-2013, 08:23:53</strong>
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				The more frantic Mandy became the more excited Heath became, it was all like foreplay to him, he liked that she was truly scared, she had good reason to be and yet if she had of just been cool about it, it might not have ended up getting him so excited that his imagination now was racing as quickly as her heartbeat, he was dreaming up all sorts of games for his puppy. <br><br>"Oh puppy" he said stroking her hair with one hand, "I know, I know, a new owner, it's all very overwhelming for you. Here let me help you" he said stretching out under a nearby sofa, this had played out too well, he kept syringes around the house, syringes loaded with tranquilizer just in case any of his play mates got out of hand. He had never had to use it before, but then this was the most dominant or aggressive game he had played as well. <br><br>He gave her the shot and waited for her to fall asleep. <br><br>When she would wake she would find herself on a bed, a collar around her neck and a chain attached which led to an iron half ring attached to the floor.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>02-09-2013, 08:46:07</strong>
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				The way he spoke to her was much like a person would with their new scared dog. She panicked a bit more. This guy was serious. When he stretched out her arm length forced her to let go of his throat, she started to whimper and cry. "Please don't do this to me.." she pleaded, but by the time she started to say something else she winced from the prick and whimpered. "Please Heath.. don..." it was strong stuff. She was out. <br><br>Waking up, she was relieved. "Just a nightmare..." she said. She was very drowsy still, unable to really wake up. When she touched the sheets to her bed she realized that they weren't her nice cotton sheets. Opening her eyes she started to cry. She looked around, seeing that she really was trapped. She shouted in anger and fear. 
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				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>02-09-2013, 13:52:59</strong>
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				He came in after a couple of hours to see if she had woken up. Ahh yes she had, good, he thought. <br><br>She was shouting out of fear and anger. <br><br>"Oh puppy, please, let's not go down that path again, I want to love you puppy, you need to stop getting me all upset all the time. It is not nice puppy wuppy, you are meant to be a cute soft thing not a nasty angry guard dog" he grrr'd after he said making out as if he were a guard dog.<br><br>"Now puppy wuppy I will bring you some food and water, puppy needs to eat and drink, yes she does" he said and left the room. <br><br>He came back in with two bowls, both dog bowls, one with water, one with food in it, he set both down on the floor. <br><br>"Ok puppy wuppy, eat and drink for daddy, yes, eat and drink, please puppy wuppy, you need to have something or that medicine that knocked you out will keep affecting you" he lied to her, he knew she wouldn't get on her hands and knees and eat from the bowls unless there was a critical reason for it that would help her own well being. <br><br>He stood by and watched to see what she would do. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>02-09-2013, 18:23:50</strong>
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				When Heath came back in Mandy stayed as far from him as she could. She pushed her way back to the furtherest part of the bed. She blushed quite a bit when he was calling her puppy, and saying that he wanted to love her. However, the puppy wuppy was too much. It was babying her. He seemed to be mocking her really. It was something that hit her pride a few times. <br><br>When he left she sighed in relief and relaxed herself just a bit. She was a little hungry, and still slightly out of it from the drugs. As he returned with the bowls she raised a&nbsp; brow and looked at him. Because she knew nothing about drugs, she believed him. She hesitated. "you eat it first..." she demanded. "I don't trust you..." she added. She didn't know if he'd done something to her food, but she wasn't going to just fall for it. <br><br>Mandy sat there on the edge of the bed. When he did bite it, she slowly got up to her feet. Slowly, without taking her eyes off of him, she made her way to the food. The water she didn't care too much for, it was something she'd like even more stupid trying to drink out of than the food bowl. Slowly Mandy kneeled down and grabbed the bowl of food, but quickly backed away as far as she could. She placed the bowl on her lap and used her fingers to pick up the food. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>04-09-2013, 08:11:55</strong>
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				He ate some of the food to prove that it wasn't poisoned and then placed it back on the floor. She was still using her fingers to eat rather than eat like a dog but he let it go, she would learn in time that the better she behaved the better she would be treated. <br><br>"Good puppy eat, eat, eat well, so clever you think you are to use your claws to handle the food, but that is not how a puppy eats though is it?" he asked in the same mock baby tone. <br><br>"Puppy Wuppy will learn that the better she behaves the better she will be treated, and the sooner she acts like a real puppy the sooner she will be released" he explained to her, he wanted her to know that her release depended on her being a good dog. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-09-2013, 09:27:11</strong>
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				Mandy glared at him. "I already told you, I am not a dog. I'm a person." she said as she ate more food. She hated how he mocked her, but she was chained, what else could she do but hate him? "Stop calling me Puppy Wuppy. My name is Mandy. Shit, for someone trying to treat me like a dog, you are fucking stupid. it's one of the most common female Labrador day name in the book.' she shook her head at him. That's when she stopped. "Released?" She looked up at him, hope finally back in her eyes. 
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				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 04:21:04</strong>
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				He laughed at her as she told him she wasn't a dog, to stop calling her puppy wuppy, he laughed even harder when she told him that Mandy was one of the most common names for Labradors, was she serious, not wanting to be treated like a dog and yet telling him that Mandy was a common dogs name? It was too funny to be real. <br><br>"Well the sooner you start taking all of this seriously, the sooner I will stop calling you puppy wuppy, you will be puppy wuppy until you stop acting like a spoilt brat" he said to her. <br><br>"Yes, released, I don't plan on keeping you forever" he answered her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 06:33:41</strong>
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				Mandy hated this man with all her fiber. "I'm not taking this seriously! This is a fucking joke!" She glared at him. "I went to college, I understand the horrors of what could happen to me if i do give in. I wouldn't know how to function in society anymore." She said. "You will stop calling me Puppy Wuppy, at least call me by my name and I may be willing to comply a bit more." she added. "You're the one acting like a spoiled brat, not getting what you want from women so you have to go and kidnap one!" She said. She was, in truth,&nbsp; very scared of him. She was putting up a front. "Just let me go now!" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 07:41:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughed at her again. <br><br>"Let's see, you are the one who came to my place, so I didn't have to go and kidnap you, you are the one tied up so you are hardly in a position to make demands. You are the one who is pouting as if you have some say in your situation, so puppy wuppy it is and finally, are you sure you understand the horrors of complying? I mean from where I stand it seems there are far more horrendous things that could happen from you not complying. Have a think about it puppy, I will be back later". <br><br>And with that he left the room to let her ponder her situation. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 07:47:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As he went through the lecture, her face turned more and more pale. Though as he left her she shouted in anger and grabbed the first thing that she could and threw it a the door. It was a glass cup that she'd shattered to pieces. She didn't understand, she wanted to live a normal life, the same that everyone did. It was no more dangerous than that. However, not being able to function in the world was extremely dangerous. To her, it was this black and white. She wasn't sure she'd ever be able to do this. Not willingly. She'd have to be drugged. She knew that. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 08:07:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He returned after a few hours with another dog bowl of food, "How is puppy Mandy?" he asked as he walked in, "Has she finished making a mess and throwing things about? Does she need to go wee wee?" he asked her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 08:13:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why must you talk to me like I am a baby?" She asked. She was sitting back on the bed, her knees to her chest as her hand covered her head. She looked like she had a headache. When she looked up at him, it was clear that she'd been crying. It was stained on her face. She didn't move from where she was, she just stayed in her little corner of the bed as she blocked the light from her eyes. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 08:28:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was about to explain that he talked to her like a baby because she acted like one, but then decided that he would change tact, he also noticed her tears. <br><br>"Please don't cry Mandy, it won't be that bad and once I am finished with you, I will let you go home, I promise. I do not want to hurt you" he said in a soft and this time genuine tone. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 08:31:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy sniffled back some more tears and wiped her nose a little. "I already told you, I understand the mind control behind this crap. I teach it." she said as she tried to keep her eyes hidden from the light still. "You and I both know that if I agree to this I'll lose who I am and will not want to leave." she stated. She wasn't a stupid woman. However, it was clear that her problem wasn't the situation itself, but she was scared of becoming a different person, which she didn't know was her true nature. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 08:36:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh I think you are over reacting a little Mandy, I think you will want to leave, unless you develop Stockholm Syndrome, but as I am not a terrorist, I don't think that will happen either. I need to do this Mandy and I will do it, now you can help by complying or you can resist and it will just take longer, but one way or another, you will be trained." he said handing her a box of tissues. <br><br>"Do you need to use the toilet before you eat?" he asked her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 08:40:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why do I need to be trained? I live a good life, what makes you think I need it?" She asked as she took the tissue from him, still not looking at him. "You know I do," she said referring to the bathroom. Mandy wiped her face a bit as she tried to keep her hair in her face. She just couldn't understand why this was happening to her. Why he chose her. He told her, and now she wanted answers. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 08:49:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He started getting a little impatient, he wanted to train her, he would train her. <br><br>"You were selected and that is all that should matter Mandy, now, lets take you to the toilet" he undid the end of her chain that was secured to the ground and pulled on it to lead her to the toilet. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 08:53:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy rolled her eyes as he avoided her question. Getting up, she'd almost fallen. It was attached to her foot and he was moving too fast to her. Mandy got close enough to him so that she was out of reach, but not tripping either. Once in the bathroom, she looked at him, waiting for him to leave. "I'm not going to try anything, I just like my privacy... " she stated. "Please?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>11-09-2013, 08:35:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They were at the bathroom door now, she asked for her privacy while she went. <br><br>"Oh... ok puppy, just remember all the windows are locked and alarmed, but I will have you know that peeing in front of me is something you will have to learn how to do if you want your freedom, I am compiling a list of all the things I want you to do and I will go through it with you soon" he told her and closed the door to let her pee. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-09-2013, 08:38:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy walked in. "I draw the line at the toilet." she said. THat wasn't a no for her. Mandy looked around the bathroom, he had a nice place, he was just a dick. She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. SHe looked like a hot mess. After using the bathroom and washing her hand she cleaned herself up a bit, mainly her tear stained face. Once done she opened the door and looked at him. "Gasp, i didn't try running!" She said as she rolled her eyes at him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>11-09-2013, 08:41:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughed as she came out and made a sarcastic comment about not trying anything. <br><br>"No puppy Mandy didn't try anything that is good. Come, lets sit down and you can tell me more about how to train a dog" he said and led her off to the lounge room where he patted the couch as if telling a dog to sit. <br><br>"Now, how does one teach a dog to beg? How do you think they know the difference between one command and another?" he asked her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-09-2013, 08:48:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy rolled her eyes at him, and as they walked, she walked behind and made ugly faces at him. It was the only thing that she had left. She said down, on the far side of him and listened to his questions. "Look, Heath, I'm not going to answer all your questions, you're trying to use my own teachings on me. I understand the meanings behind it all, you can't train a trainer." she tried to explain to him. "I know the answer to your questions, but i don't teach dogs to beg, that's just wrong in my mind. They earn treats, but begging isn't one of the tricks." She stated. "and the best answer i can give your second question is that dogs aren't stupid. They learn trigger words, motions, signing, etc." she stated. She only answered the second and gave an opinion on the first. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>11-09-2013, 23:12:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as she refused to tell him how to train a dog, especially to beg and yet within her answer was the information he required to do train her. In her defiance was pride and due to that pride she would have to prove herself to be knowledgeable in her chosen field. <br><br>"What would you like for dinner Mandy?" he asked her without the usual faux sincerity in his tone and puppy wuppy jibes. He would start rewarding her now and when she would not do as she was told he would withdraw the punishments. She would be trained and she would beg, simple as that.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-09-2013, 23:25:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy looked at him as he asked what she wanted for dinner. "You're really leaving that up to me?" She asked him. She was still shaky but she was trying to get over her fear of this man. "Pizza. Pepperoni..." she said. "it's my comfort food..." she admitted without thinking about it. She needed something to make her feel a little more comfortable. She played with the bottom of her yoga pants as she sat at the other side of the couch. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>11-09-2013, 23:56:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pepperoni pizza it is then!" he said without commenting on her remark about him leaving it up to her. He placed the order and turned on the tv, she was still chained and would be left that way of course. <br><br>He handed her the remote, "Watch what you want to Mandy, or pick one of my DVD's to watch" he said. <br><br>"Now when the pizza guy comes, I hope you won't try anything silly" he said in a cautionary tone. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>12-09-2013, 08:35:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The fact that he was so happy about the pizza was a little surprising. When he placed the order she was watching him questionably. What did he have up his sleeve. She grabbed the remote and started to channel surf a bit, still watching him out of the corner of her eye. She raised her brow to him "I wasn't thinking about doing anything, but thanks for the idea." She said a little emotionlessly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>12-09-2013, 12:07:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was already embracing her new roles as slave and pup, he couldn't be happier with his little Mandy. <br><br>Finally the pizza arrived as he watched her flick channels and as promised she didn't try anything while he paid for them, just as well for her he thought, he would have double teamed her with the pizza guy. <br><br>"So Mandy, here is your pizza, tell me more about yourself, I want to know everything" he said to her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>13-09-2013, 08:17:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When the door bell rang, Mandy thought about crying for help from the pizza man, but something told her that this rich guy would've just paid the kid off and he wouldn't have had a second thought about her. It wasn't worth the effort right now. When he gave her the pizza, she took the box, ripped it in half and used the top part of the box as her plate, where she put 2 slices on it. Mandy looked at him as she took a bite. "I'm not saying shit about me. My life is my life." She said coldly. In truth there wasn't anything special about her life, but at the same time, if she opened up to this guy she might lose focus on escaping at some point. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>14-09-2013, 12:45:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked at her as she sulkily took the box top and placed two slices on it, she then refused to tell him anything about herself. <br><br>"Now, now Mandy. I know you think there isn't anything special about you or your life, but I want to know, I think your first lesson will be to learn how to trust, how many relationships have failed because you couldn't believe what you were being told? So, let's start again, tell me about yourself Mandy" he said in a sincere tone, he was working her out quickly and he wanted to train her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>15-09-2013, 08:07:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy glared at him. "What the fuck do you care about my life before this?" She said and then took a bite after. When he kept digging into her with questions, she only became more upset. "Stop asking about my life! It's none of your business! I've had 1 relationships in my life! ONE! And he died in battle!" She said as she pushed the food from her, no longer hungry. What she said was true. The died in battle, a soldier for America. She was only 20 when he died. Mandy got up and didn't even know what to do. She wanted to leave, she didn't like him digging at her like this. Mandy didn't like emotions very much. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>30-09-2013, 22:23:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could see she was very upset, he might have been sexually sadistic at times but he wasn't cruel in the general sense. Truth be told he was anything but cruel, all these games were his way of trying to get to know women, trying to form bonds, he was never very good socially unless he had a game behind him. <br><br>He looked at her and held her hand. <br><br>"I'm sorry to hear that, what happened, tell me about him" he asked her as he sat on the floor and looked up at her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>01-10-2013, 04:05:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy glared at him. "I'm not talking about him anymore." She said. "Why am I here? Why did you pick me to do this to? You can't just ask a girl out like a fucking normal person?" She glared at him, trying to jab at him now. She was starting to lose it and way trying to get him to kick out her. That way she could be free. That's what she really wanted anyways though, wasn't it?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>01-10-2013, 06:14:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Heath was at his wits end with this woman, why couldn't she just be trained? Never before had he had such a struggle, most women regardless of the game he was playing would go along with it, smart enough to play along and be released. <br><br>He didn't want to be physical forceful with Mandy that would be barbaric as well as boring. <br><br>"Mandy I will assure you right now that no matter how badly you behave you will not be kicked out so if that is your little plan you have it all wrong. There is only one way out. You need to be trained, I promise you if you let me train you, I will let you go, until then you will remain in this house." he explained to her hoping to appeal to her sensible side. <br><br>"Now, tell me about this man" he added hoping to gain some insight. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>01-10-2013, 07:50:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy lost her temper at this point. <em>WHY DOES HE KEEP TRYING TO TALK ABOUT HIM!?</em> She thought. Screaming she grabbed her glass of water and threw it against the wall. She had to try something to get out and he was really pissing her off. No one pushed at her so much for her emotions. At this point she ran to the front door and tried to open it, only to see that the door knob was gone. "What the hell kinda of door doors are these?!" She growled. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>01-10-2013, 08:40:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Heath watched as Mandy became more angry, he dodged the glass as it hurtled towards him. <br><br>Then he watched as she ran, he followed slowly, it was no use, he knew that, the house was escape proof, there was no way out for her. Finally she stopped at the door, the door knob removed and the door secure. <br><br>"Mandy, I assure you there is no way out. You need to trust me on this, I just want to train you, you will be a better person I assure you because of the training, will you please let me help you?" he asked in a kind gentle voice. He knew that this woman needed to learn to trust, by surrendering her power to him she would learn to do this. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>01-10-2013, 11:09:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy was afraid to give into him. If she caved in, would she find her true nature in being a submissive pet to someone. She just couldn't risk it. Society called for women's independence and she wasn't going to stray from that. "I don't want your help!" She yelled at him, backing away from his as he stepped closer to her. Something serious was going to have to happen in order for her to really trust him and submit, that or he'd have to do something drastic to her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>01-10-2013, 15:12:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded, she was right, he couldn't and didn't want to make her. <br><br>"Ok Mandy, you win, you may leave, here is the door knob, leave when you want to, I can't make you learn to trust, I can't make you learn to let people into your life and let them know and be close to you. I don't wish to hurt you or make you uncomfortable. You may leave when ready." he told her as he grabbed another slice of pizza. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 16:50:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy stared at him for a minute. She wasn't sure what to do. She watched him eat and could see that he was frustrated. Looking back at the door she took a step towards it. "o-open the door." She said to him. In truth she was scared. What if she did this and this is what she was supposed to be? 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 23:25:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her and saw that she was scared and unsure, he put his pizza down and walked to the door, opening it all the way up and then walking back to his chair and sitting again, he couldn't make himself any less threatening, the way out was open to her if she wanted it. He didn't say anything else, it was up to her now. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 23:34:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy looked at him, watching him open and sit back down and eat. She took a step and then stopped. <br><br>Out of the corner of his eye, he'd see Mandy crawling back up to the pizza, the door closed and she was on the floor with her half. She didn't even bother looking at him before she spoke. "I didn't finish eating..." she said as she took a big bite. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 23:42:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as he saw her coming back for the pizza, she wanted to be trained, if she wanted to learn to trust she would stay and be trained by him. <br><br>"Of course, finish eating and then you may leave as you wish" he said not wanting to push too hard when he knew he was winning. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-10-2013, 00:09:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy only cleared her throat. She didn't answer him, she didn't look at him, she was just blushing as she ate her pizza. She sort of just stared at the wall, fighting with herself. She didn't know what to do. She didn't know what she was doing. She didn't know why she stayed. She'd never fought with herself so much! Her eyes were the only thing showing fear, the rest of her was just eating pizza. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>04-10-2013, 01:36:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was starting to fascinate him as he watched the internal struggle take place inside her. <br><br>He placed the collar and leash on the table, he knew eventually she would put it on, if she was so against this she would have left already. He didn't tell her to wear it though, the action itself was enough. <br><br>He got up, "Would you like a beer Mandy? I mean I would hate for you to leave before I at least offered you a drink" he said to her smiling. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-10-2013, 02:40:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy glared at him when he put the collar on the table, but said nothing. In fact seeing it made her question herself even more so she stuffed her face even more. When he offered her the beer she nodded and spoke with her mouth full. "A lot of it.. like keep them coming..." she said as she stuffed her mouth some more. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>04-10-2013, 03:41:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was working he thought to himself as she asked for a beer, several beers, she needed the distraction of alcohol to make her realize she needed and wanted this training.<br><br>He got up and walked to the fridge and brought her back a beer, "Here you go, as many as you want" he said to her and placed the beer beside her. <br><br>He sat down and said nothing else, he didn't need to, she was already being trained. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-10-2013, 03:55:43</strong>
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				Mandy kept eating. Seeing the beer placed down she finished chewing, swallowed a big bite and grabbed the beer to take a lot, A LOT of gulps. She was about 2/3 done with it by the time she put it back onto the table with a small burp. As soon as she took a second she took one more bite and then kept drinking. "Keep them coming..." she said as she took a few more sips. "Like... a lot of them..." she said as she looked up at him finally. She was petite, it wouldn't take her too long to get drunk, which looked like she was about to be soon. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>04-10-2013, 09:50:27</strong>
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				He brought her drink after drink allowing her to get drunk, he hoped she wouldn't get too drunk, he didn't want to do too much with her while she was inebriated, maybe just drunk enough to put the collar on. That would do a nice start. <br><br>"So Mandy, tell me about this man who passed away" he asked again, wanting her to open up. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-10-2013, 10:00:34</strong>
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				Mandy rolled her eyes when he asked about the girl yet away, by this point she was slurring. "I don't like talking about him, you know what you need to know. We were in love, he died, i was heart broken and here i am today." she said to him. "I don't like talking about my emotions or things like that so just drop that fucking questions please." she said as she threw down her last slice of pizza. For someone so little she could eat a lot of food when she wanted to. "I've been trying to move on, been trying to get my life back and this job was supposed to help me with it, not... well not what happened today." she laughed stupidly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>04-10-2013, 12:15:20</strong>
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				She was slurring and still reluctant to talk about him, but she gave away more than she had before, it was progress, she would make more. He let it rest about the guy who died but she would eventually tell him the whole story, he knew that. <br><br>"Of course, I am sorry that happened to you. I would have liked to have helped you but of course you do not need my help" he said to her using reverse psychology. <br><br>"I do fear that you are too drunk to go home though, can I offer you your own bed in your own room with a lock that locks from the inside?" he asked her gently. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-10-2013, 21:33:30</strong>
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				Mandy laughed when he said that he was sorry. She couldn't even count how many times people said they were sorry. SHe was tired of sorry. Mandy just wanted someone to be there at the time, someone to help her get over him. Instead people said they were sorry and then would walk away from her. No one even thought about taking her out to coffee, Mandy was alone as she mourned. Not a very good idea. "You're not sorry, no one ever is..." she said. "They just say they are and then go on with their perfect wonderful lives and leave me behind to pick up the mess someone else caused." She wiped her eyes a bit, showing that she was stopping herself from crying. <br><br>When he talked about how drunk she was she nodded. She was too drunk. "Yeah," was all she said as she started to get up, stumbling as she tried to get up. Laughing at herself she ended up on her hands and knees. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>05-10-2013, 02:20:45</strong>
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				He looked down and nodded. <br><br>"I am sorry to hear what happened, but I do agree with you. Sorry is such a meaningless word, good enough for accidental bumps and farts in public places but utterly useless for the big stuff in life. And yes I too have felt alone on so many occasions, to be totally honest with you I just stopped even trying to connect with people in the usual ways" he opened up more than he expected to and maybe she wouldn't remember when she sobered up but what he said was the God honest's truth.<br><br>After offering her a room and bed for the night she got up and started to stumble only to end up on her hands and knees. It was the perfect position, the position he wanted her in and yet the time was imperfect, he didn't want to train her drunk. But he could win her trust by proving to her that he only had her best interests in mind. <br><br>He helped her up and then scooped her into his arms and carried her to the room placing her on the bed. <br><br>He clipped the lock on the inside of the door knob. <br><br>"I have pushed the lock in Mandy, once I close the door I can't get back in, you will have to let me in if you want me ok?" he explained to her and then closed the door and let her sleep. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-10-2013, 08:38:56</strong>
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				Mandy looked at him when he said that he said he understood her ideas about the "i'm sorry" phrase. When he opened up to her she gave him a look that said 'you realize I' too drunk, right?' but he continued on anyways. <br><br>As he picked her up Mandy laughed like a dork "weee" she said as he carried her away. When he tucked her in she watched him, seeing and hearing how he was protecting her, even from him. She didn't understand. Why was he suddenly being so nice to her? She groaned a bit and then laid back. <br><br>The next morning she had a really bad hang over. Mandy groaned a little loud and then rolled over, which of course made her fall out of bed. Mandy groaned a bit more and crawled over to the door, her hair blocked the light as she opened the door and finally looked up for the bathroom. It took her some time to find it, but she did find the bathroom, she crawled the whole way. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>05-10-2013, 12:13:21</strong>
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				He laughed at her drunken weeee as he picked her up and took her to the bedroom. <br><br>He knew that in the morning she would be rather wrecked, he smiled as he closed the door. <br><br>Heath had a need to be wanted and need to be needed, he liked that he was protecting her even though he had manufactured the need for her protection, but why didn't she leave when she had the chance? Why didn't she just walk away? She had a need as well, a need that went past curiosity alone. <br><br>He woke up the next morning and sat at the kitchen table and waited for her to wake up, he heard her door open and the sound of her scrambling to the bathroom. Laughing he sat still, she would have to come to him when she was ready, he did decide to get up though and open the front door, to show her she can leave if she wanted. <br><br>Then he returned to the table and waited some more. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>06-10-2013, 06:20:38</strong>
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				Mandy finally found the bathroom and cleaned herself up a bit. She watched her face a few times, her hangover getting to her. She soon found herself walking around a bit, only to find Heath, sitting there. Mandy groaned a bit, her eyes darkened from being hung over. "Do you have any water... and pain killers?" she asked him, groaning some more as she tried to hide the light from her face. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>06-10-2013, 12:15:25</strong>
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				"Of course Mandy" he responded and got some fresh cold water from the fridge and placed some tablets on the table, he was trying to be quiet but he knew that it still would have been jack hammering in her head. <br><br>"How did you sleep?" he asked kindly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>06-10-2013, 18:45:24</strong>
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				Mandy grabbed the glass of water and the pills and took them. Her head was banging around whenever he moved, which made her groan and put her head on the table. "How do you think i slept?" She asked sarcastically and agitated. Mandy had just a little way too much to drink and it was showing. She wasn't even thinking about leaving, she was thinking about how sick she was. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>07-10-2013, 04:15:44</strong>
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				He smirked a little at her mood, yes, she had way too much to drink and now she was like a bear with a sore head, and one who still had no intention of leaving. <br><br>He sat quietly and watched her as she took the headache pills and drank the cold water. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>07-10-2013, 06:36:39</strong>
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				Mandy felt him staring at her, but at the moment she just didn't give a fuck. WHen the medicine started to kick in she finally lifted her head from her hands. "Is there anything to eat?" She asked. Her eyes were still mostly shut but she was starting to get over the hangover, slightly. Food would help with the water, which she continued to drink down. "God I feel like shit..." she said, mostly to herself. "Why did you--" she stopped herself and looked up at him. "We didn't do anything... right?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>09-10-2013, 03:24:17</strong>
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				Smiling he assured her, "No, no Mandy we didn't do anything, I opened the door for you, I told you, you could go, you decided to stay and eat more pizza and you got a little drunk, you managed to get to bed and I let you sleep, the door locked from the inside only you could let me in, we didn't do anything at all" he told her deciding to leave out the part where she crawled on all fours like a dog. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-10-2013, 05:21:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy sighed in relief as he told her what really happened. "Wait.. why -" it&nbsp; hit her hard. She didn't leave when she had the chance to. Why? She backed up from the counter a bit and sipped her water, the headache barely starting to go away. "What are you going to do to me now?..." she asked him, a little unsure of what she should've said or done. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>littlerooster</strong> on <strong>09-10-2013, 06:12:59</strong>
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				He was expecting the question, for her to question herself and him, this was going differently to what he expected but that did not mean it wasn't a fun an interesting experience. She hadn't left yet, perhaps she was warming up to the idea of being trained, that he could indeed help her, but to help her she had to trust him, he understood that now. He had been working on gaining her trust. <br><br>"I'm not going to do anything to you Mandy, I am sorry for some of the force and the drugs I used on you earlier before you got drunk that is. You are free to leave any time you wish." he left it hanging there, he didn't want to push it forward, that he could help, that if she stayed she would have to obey, she had to make her own conclusions, it was the only way this would work, or be fun. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mandy, The Trainer (BG1990&amp;Littlerooster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 07:32:25</strong>
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				please move this to ended as my partner is no longer apart of e xD just found out. lol 
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