JP - Either playing or trying to get the girl free

Coral solidified, sitting in a chair and watched Clonestone as she pet Bella’s head gently. “Oh, who is such a good girl today? You are!” She cooed to the dog girl. “Eat all your food, okay? We’ll give you a treat if you do!”

The girl screamed and strained against the ropes as Clonestone did what he wanted to her. At least he did not take too long. After he finished he went outside for a piss. The girl looked pleadingly at Coral and Bella.

Coral was busy eating a snack and looked at the girl. “Don’t give me that look,” She giggled. “You’re on yer own, girlie.” She turned and slipped outside to get some fresh air a distance away, looking at the area a bit.

Bella whined and glanced at the door before making her way to the girl and biting onto the ropes in the hopes of getting her free. Well, it looked more like she was trying to play…

“Quick.” The girl whispered frantically. When she got one hand free she managed to untie her other hand, then her ankles.

Sadly that was when Clonestone returned.

Bella kept hold of some of the rope and swung it about, having fun just being the adorable dog she was.

“Bella!” Clonestone scolded, then caught the girl and beat her until he was able to tie her down again. He took the rope from Bella. “This is not your toy!”

Bella tried to keep hold of it with her teeth, treating this like it was tug-of-war.

Clonestone rolled up a newspaper and swatted Bella on the nose. “Bad dog!”

Yelping, Bella rushed away from the newspaper and huddled under a table. She whimpered softly, giving Clonestone those sad puppy eyes.

“This is not your toy, it’s mine!” Clonestone said possessively, and violently used the girl again.

Bella covered her ears and closed her eyes.

Clonestone finished and got off the girl. “Do not touch!” He scolded Bella again.

Bella just coward further under the table, bumping one of the legs and making it rattle a bit.

Certain that Bella would leave his victim alone, Clonestone got dressed.

The girl looked desperately at Bella again.

Bella just gazed at the girl, waiting for Clonestone to do whatever it was he planned to do. She sniffled, ears and tail twitching. Would he go outside again?

Clonestone lit the campstove and arranged butter knives over the flame. He took out a knife with a small but very sharp blade. He began carving his initials on the girl’s stomach. She squirmed and screamed.

Whimpering loudly, Bella covered her ears again.

Coral returned during this and rolled her eyes. “Could you please shut her up? I could hear her a mile away, you idiot.” She seethed.

“There’s no one else to hear her.” Clonestone said, but he gagged the girl with her own torn up clothes. He was not happy about gagging her, he liked hearing the screams. Tzeitel had screamed until her voice gave out. The butter knives were red hot now, he thickened his skin and started burning the girl. She screamed against the gag.

“Well, at least think about Bella.” Coral said between the girl’s gagged screams. “She is a dog, so she’s got sensitive ears. When you’re doing this, maybe you should put her outside or something.”

“Oh.” Clonestone looked at Bella, then let her out of the lair. “Go play, Bella.”

Bella couldn’t get out of the lair fast enough, tail between her legs.

“Wow, she really didn’t like the noise,” Coral said with a raised eyebrow and looked at the girl. “Hmmm, ya might want to make the S a little bigger. It seems off…”

“I’m going to get a wire and make a brand out of it. Get all the letters right.” Clonestone said, casually pressing the red hot blade against the girl’s chest.

“Right,” Coral rolled her eyes and floated in the air as mostly water. “Guess we’ll just have to see…”