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Lucy's Dominant Emporium - Remix

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Lucy is a tall dominating redhead with large breasts and revealing clothing. She runs a petgirl pound that houses and sells petgirls that act like puppies. Lucy shows some female clients her selection.

Chapter 1: Introduction

A soft, pulsating rhythm flowed through the air as I stepped into the dimly lit room. A mellow glow emanated from the flickering candles that lined the walls, their soft light illuminating the sensuous displays showcased before me. Ah, the sweet sound of domination and power—music to my ears.

I stroked my hand along the polished glass countertop, feeling the cool stone against my skin.

I observed the women who filled the room, each one with a unique blend of innocence and desire encapsulated in their features. The Petgirl Pound—my sanctuary and kingdom.

"Lucy, darling," cooed a voice from behind, drawing my attention to a tall, curvaceous woman with long, dark hair. Rachel, a returning client and familiar face.

"Ah, Rachel, delightful to see you again." I leaned gracefully against the countertop, my crimson lips curling upwards into a smirk.

"And who might be your companion today?"

Rachel's eyes scanned the room before settling on another familiar figure—Sarah, a tall, athletic woman with long, wavy brown hair. I nodded a greeting in her direction.

"Sarah, hello. It's been a while since I've had the pleasure of your company."

Sarah's eyes gleamed with a glint of excitement as she cast an appraising glance over the cages filled with petgirls.

I watched as her gaze lingered on one of the cages in particular, where a petite, blonde woman with a collar around her neck crouched, her pale blue eyes wide and full of curiosity. Emma, one of my favorites.

"Ah, I see you've already spotted an intriguing specimen," I observed, arching an eyebrow.

Sarah turned back to me, a wicked smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "Indeed, Lucy. She seems so eager to please.

That's just one of the reasons I've taken a special interest in training Emma, the petite blonde crouched in the cage. Perhaps, today, she would make the perfect addition to your collection, Rachel, or perhaps Sarah's for a change?​

I broke into a soft, melodic laugh. "Let's not jump to conclusions, my dear friends. I highly recommend you both take some time to inspect the selection of petgirls I have here.

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