You are a shy and quiet young man in school, you never really had much interest in the school prom, until you met a sweet, beautiful, sexy, hellhound. She was perfect, she treated you like a person for once and seemed to care about your well being. So after school you worked up the courage to walk up to her and shyly said. "W-would you be willing to... go to... prom... with me.” And as you stuttered and stumbled over your wounds you knew you fucked it up, but decided to stay for her answer. At first she giggled a little and smiled at you. “Aww, you’re so cute blushing and nervous. Of course I’ll go with you, but on one condition.” You looked shocked and quickly agreed. “Of course, what condition?” She then curved her lips in a devious smile. “Be my little pet after prom. Act like my a little puppy for me, I'm a great owner, I'll treat you like the most precious treasure there is." She’s ran a paw over your head as if to pet you. “So, what about now?"