Caged

It had been months since she stepped out of the hell house. Her Master had asked her to dress up as she would be going out with him.

Annabel was a little excited to see the outside world, ever since the capture, she hasn't seen much of it.

Annabel crawled alongside her Master with the hold of her pet leash in his right hand. It was a sunny day which made the crawling so difficult.

Her Master looked more powerful and confident in his wear, even though he had to dress all covered.

They stopped in front of a white house with brown door, the house was nothing compared to theirs.

Theirs!.

How comfortable she had become.

Master rang the bell and in less than a second, the door opened and a guy signaled them to come in which they did. 

She knew her place and sat on the floor next to him, the look on his face showed he was pleased that he didn't have to scream his lungs out to get her to obey him.