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Felicity's Pov

'It's for your father, Felicity. It's for your father, Felicity.' I kept telling myself those words. Honestly, if I hadn't, I'd have slit my wrist.

"Now what?" I glared at Joseph.

"A representative from the marriage registry will be here shortly to officiate our marriage." He replied with a smug look on his face. Honestly, if he wasn't my benefactor, I'd have choked him to death.

I was disgusted with myself, I resented myself. But in the end, I couldn't avoid my fate.

2 years, I have to hold on for just two years and then I'll have my life back.

Joseph had a representative from the marriage registry come over to officiate the wedding. Never in my wildest dreams, or in this case, nightmares have I ever imagined that I'll be getting married in an office much less to someone like Joseph.

"What are you waiting for? Sign already, I don't have all day." He snapped me back to reality. He handed me a pen and I looked at him.

"Promise me one thing, Joseph."

"Sir."

"Pardon?"

"You shall only address me as Sir, My lord, Sire, or King."

I scoffed at his order. I wanted to punch him right between the eyes, but that would only soil my efforts, I've already opened Pandora's box, best as well reach the end of this roller-coaster to hell.

"Yes sir." I muttered

"What's that? I didn't quite hear you well."

I took a deep breath and composed myself. I was ready for everything he would do, but I wouldn't let him have the satisfaction of breaking my spirit.

"Yes, Sir!" I proclaimed with vigor.

"Good girl." He patted my head like I was his pet. I guess at this point, who's to say I'm not?

I signed the paper and handed it to the rep.

"Congratulations on your wedding."

With that, he left the office.

"Now then, where were we?"

Joseph crossed his legs, his eyes were filled with  nothing but lust as he scanned me. I didn't need mind reading powers to know that he was stripping me in his mind. I sighed as I already knew what was going to come next.

I prepared myself mentally as he silently analysed me. The 10 minutes I sat there across from him felt like an eternity. He should get this over with!

"Get up."

I did as he said without uttering a single word. It was a simple command yet my heart raced faster than I could process thoughts. He didn't even do anything yet I've already lost my cool.

"Go lock the door." He commanded. And I adhered to his decree.

"Good, now, get down on all fours." He hopped over his desk."

"What!?"

"Need I remind you that I can very well terminate the marriage and contract right here and now, and thus claim your father's company and leave you in a much worse condition than when you came begging for my assurance?"

"No, sir." I gritted my teeth and shut my eyes as I bent down mimicking an animal.

"Now, bark." He held out his phone to record me.

I hesitated for a bit, but I once again reminded myself who I'm doing this for.

Woof! Woof!

Joseph bursts into laugher. "Bitch, how does it feel?"

I knew very well what he was implying.

During our college days - I made my then boyfriend and his friends bully Joseph almost on a regular basis as I watched in amusement.

Almost every day, they'd give him the classic cliché bully treatment - a wedgy. Sometimes they'd snatch his bag and toss it around while I watch as he helplessly tries to retrieve it. During lunch, they'd have Joseph crawl the hallways to the cafeteria like a dog.

I wasn't proud of it, I confess. There's no making excuses, but my behaviour then was due to peer pressure.

Those with power and riches had more privileges over the commoners. I never wanted to do him like that but as the most popular girl in campus, my friends would tell me that I should exert my dominance over the minority. It was foolish, and I did truly regretted it. I wanted to apologise to him on our graduation day but he didn't attend.

Joseph has changed - he was nothing like the boy I tormented all those years ago.

He's bulky enough to pass off as professional wrestler, handsome enough to model or become an actor. He became perfect.

"Crawl over to me." His cold voice ordered me once again. I get chills just seeing his lips movef.

Is this Karma? For my reckless behaviours. I guess so? I made up my mind. This is my punishment and repentance for the 4 years of torment I put him through - I'll have to be his plaything for 2 years.

I crawled towards him.

"Stop, this is wrong, I've changed my mind, get up."

I was perplexed. That was the last thing I'd expected him to say. Is he having second thoughts? Probably he's not as wicked as I originally thought.

"What was I thinking? That was very stupid of me." He clasped his cheeks with both hands.

"It's fine, I deserved most of what you did. I was horrible to you and I truly reg-"

"Dogs don't wear clothes."

The chill that ran through my spine could freeze an entire continent.

"Take them off, everything. Now!"

"Joseph, please."

"You're my pet remember. And what did I tell you about addressing me? I'm beginning to think you don't care about your sick daddy."

If this was how Karma operates, then it's an evil entity. I couldn't control my teary eyes.

"I-"

"Also, you're not scooby-doo. Stop talking."

I had a realisation - there was no way out. There's absolutely nothing I could do to get out of this situation. Nothing but do as he said.

I slowly unbuttoned my  blazer revealing my red laced bra.

"Ohh," he exclaimed. "Your boobies were one of the largest in college, but seeing them now... What's the secret? Plastic surgery? Bark once if yes, don't bark if it's natural."

My silence gave him the answer he wanted.

"I just bagged myself a wife with plus size breasts." I could hear the rapid clicks from his phone.

He paused and glared at me. "Please, don't let me stop you, carry on."

Tears started rolled from my eyes as I pulled down my pants revealing my panties, they came in the same set as my bra.

"Next!"

My pride was completely shattered, my dignity destroyed. I compiled until I was completely naked. I covered my breast and vagina in shame. At this point, I couldn't even look him in the eyes.

"Now now, there's no need to cover yourself from your husband." He said with a malicious grin.

Joseph reached into the desk's drawer and pulled out a collar attached to a chain. He tossed it to me.

"Pets should always have their collars on. Put it on and crawl to me."

I picked up the collar, a single thought ran through my mind - Is this my fate now?