Yappykins had a great life by today’s standards of slavery in the New World. She had a caring Master, Jack Harris, and she had all the space in a luxury apartment that offered countless rooms and a garden so lush that without proper security, the pup could very well get lost in it as she explored. The gigantic mansion had been given to Harris as a present for helping hack into the government defences, allowing the invading inmates to break into some of the largest armouries on the planet, and put the fight for the free world in their favour. And so, for this unprecedented undertaking, not only did he have the house, the cars, the money to live a life of luxury, he now had yappykins to keep him comfortable for years and years to come.
Jack loved his puppygirl. She was well-trained and was rarely disobedient. In the two years he had owned her, he’d only had to punish her three times. She was disciplined regularly, of course; Jack did not want his puppy to get spoiled. Jack’s friends, who were all themselves owners of petgirls, regularly commented on what a good puppy yappykins was. His good friend Ben suggested Jack enter her in the PuppyGames.

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