Filmed With DogsChapter 3
"You bitch!" Charlotte spat at the tall exquisite blonde petting her sleek, black Doberman. "YOU rotten bitch!" Felicia was smiling down at her, her whole body tingling, waiting for the subtle change to occur in Charlotte's behavior. "Don't be so nasty," she purred. "It's for your own good." Already Charlotte was beginning to feel the effects of the drug. "Why?" she sobbed, "why?" "Let's just say I have a desire to help people overcome their inhibitions so they can enjoy...