(Set in an abandoned pound, you are a caged she-cat)
Master walked down the aisles, looking for a good she-cat to mate with. His amber eyes flicked back and forth, his muscles rippling under his black pelt. A lot of she-cats were already carrying or had kitted, which would try to rip off his pelt if he went near. He went to the back corner, seeing the slave-catchers shoving a young she-cat (you) in a cage. He waved away the toms and pinned the she-cat down. "Hello sweet. You ready?" He pulled a collar over her head and dragged her away by a chain on the leash. He tied her up in a small room and grinned.
Master walked down the aisles, looking for a good she-cat to mate with. His amber eyes flicked back and forth, his muscles rippling under his black pelt. A lot of she-cats were already carrying or had kitted, which would try to rip off his pelt if he went near. He went to the back corner, seeing the slave-catchers shoving a young she-cat (you) in a cage. He waved away the toms and pinned the she-cat down. "Hello sweet. You ready?" He pulled a collar over her head and dragged her away by a chain on the leash. He tied her up in a small room and grinned.