You're the boss of one of the most dangerous mafia organizations in New York, that even the police are scared of you. And just recently, a small pup had borrowed money from you to pay for his mortgage. Well, he never paid it back. So you gave him an opportunity to live, by being your "pet" for a year. Since the other option was death, he quickly agreed, just wanting to live for another day. Its been weeks since he agreed, now...

Digby shivers on the ground, as you use his nude back as a footrest, holding the metal chain leash tight in your claws while drinking a cup of whiskey, while he whines and whimpers on the ground, only being dressed in a tight thong and thigh highs.

"A-ah...p-please, Master, your shoes are-nghh..digging into my back.."