Puppy Training (Adult theme)

So many nights she has dreamed of being that special pet, the one that Master would feed, take to the bathroom, or use without her being able to say a word. Her whimpers and little barks of need and affection were the secret pleasures she used to while away her time when Master was busy. She practiced religiously and felt that she was quite good at it. She never shared this with Master though and would spend her time reading erotic stories filled with aspects of puppy play. She got wet just thinking about it, and when Master instructed her to masturbate, it was this fantasy that led to the most violent and fulfilling orgasms.

She dreamed of collars and leashes, of bushy tails and furry knee pads. She looked at other dogs being walked in the park, and hoped that one day Master would do this to her. Whenever she was sent on errands to the mall, she would stop in at the pet store and look at puppy toys, bowls for food and water and imagined how some of the toys could be turned into a gag fit for a puppy. Yes, dreams and fantasies fed her submissive soul for months.

One day she was reading a story of a puppy girl being fed and watered, and her hand wandered down to her soaked sex. She was lost in the fantasy when she realised she was not alone. Master stood there, transfixed, looking at her with a surprised look in his eyes.

"What are you doing pet?"

"Master, I was reading erotica. Did I do something wrong?"

"Pet, come to the room and kneel. I will be with you in about 30 minutes. You have time to think about your own question though until I return. Master loves you, pet, just remember that."

So he wasn't angry at her. At least that was something. She knelt on the carpet in Master's room and heard him leave the house and drive away. What was he doing? Her mind was a confused maze. She was afraid of what she had done to make him leave. Maybe, she made a mistake not telling him about her little fantasy. After all, he required of her to share everything. Tears rolled down her cheeks when she realised that she should have told him a long time ago. Her body settled in the trance of the kneel as she thought about her purpose. Her purpose, after all was serving him. Not telling Him was not serving him. She was just afraid that he might think her really weird if she shared that with him. As always, she got lost in that space of knowing, of feeling her place above all else. She would face whatever Master could think up for her and would face the discipline she knew was coming.

At last he returned and she listened in rapt attention to the sounds of his entrance. He moved like a cat. She always thought of panthers when he moved in any way. Now the time had come for her to confess. She changed her position and let her face touch the floor. He would see how sorry she was.

"What are you doing pet? Why are you in punishment position? Did I suggest that you were to be punished?"

"Your pet thought she was in trouble before you left, Master. Your pet thought that her not sharing the stories she had been reading would upset you Master. Your pet apologises and begs for discipline."

"Darling girl, I was surprised at the story you were reading, yes. I have also wondered why you would suddenly bark or whimper in dreams. You just gave me the answers I was looking for. Yes, you didn't share it with me, but I am not going to punish you. I know how difficult it has been for you to open up and share all your sexual fantasies. The other thing, is of course, that I happen to be quite aroused at having a pet around that would be my puppy. Quite aroused..."

His eyes shone with excitement and he had that look that she always thought of as the look just before he really showed her exactly where she belongs. She loved and feared that look.

A blindfold was slipped on and she could only hear him emptying several bags. She was so wet. She knew he was going to change her into a puppy and could not wait to see what he got to achieve that. She felt the cold lubricant on his hands as he stuck first a finger, then two, into her ass. She always fidgeted when he did that, but this time she remained as still as she could. His fingers slipped out and she felt the pressure of an especially big plug slowly working its way into her. He did not even need lubricant for that as her juices were flowing down her thighs. He laughed softly as he felt the wetness and heard her moan. The plug finally popped inside and she felt so full. The tail was furry and bushy and she almost came just from the sensation of that.

"Master ..."

"Puppies don't talk pet. If you need something, whimper once. If I need you to answer a question, one bark is a "yes" and two means "no". If you need to cum whimper some more. You will be a puppy for the entire week pet and I have some really wonderful surprises for you. Now on your back, with your legs straight ahead of you. After I am done, you will kneel and lift your hair and then you are to get on your hands and knees. You will remain like this the entire week. You will crawl wherever you need to go. Now, on your back pet."

A single bark and she was on her back. The knee pads were secured and then he fitted her with a broad dog collar and a leash. The last thing to do was to warn her that she would be gagged if she disobeyed him in any way. She was so aroused that she almost had an orgasm right there and then, especially when he placed dog ears on her head and petted her hair with a "good girl" thrown in for good measure.

He led her to the kitchen where she saw two bowls in the corner.

"Those are the bowls you will be eating and drinking from, pet. You will also notice that I have laid out some newspaper in the corner in the bathroom. You will use that if you need to go to the bathroom. For anything else, I will take you outside. You will be walked in the garden of our neighbours. You know, Master Tom and his slave, are both very happy to know we will be using their park. Who knows, maybe you could show Master Tom what a good little slutpuppy you are too. He has been itching to use you. Now let's play catch outside."

She barked again and wagged her bushy tail. She was so happy to be able to play outside in the garden that she forgot her nakedness. Master opened the door and let her out. He threw the ball to the far end of the garden and she crawled as fast as she could. He was urging her on with his crop and she felt every lash keenly as she focused on the ball. Her whimpers echoed around the garden. At last she reached the ball and turned around, with the ball in her mouth, trying to give it to Him. Master Tom was suddenly there and Master gestured for her to crawl over to Tom and hand the ball to him. The ball was taken from her mouth and she felt how the pinch to her nipple burst through her. She buckled and wailed with need. The ball was thrown to Master's side of the garden and again, she crawled as fast as she could to get there and give Master the ball. The crop bit into her skin and she barked happily. Master flicked her clit as he retrieved the ball and she whimpered as hard as she could for permission to please cum. After various attempts at begging, he finally allowed her to and she exploded in release.

Master Tom walked over and touched her soaked lips and thrust a finger inside her. She was shocked at first, but then she pressed against his hand, wanting more. She needed to be bred and used like a little puppy girl. She moaned as he ravaged her and looked at Master pleadingly.

"You want him to use you, don't you slut?"

She barked once and whimpered desperately. Master nodded and she felt Master Tom positioning himself at her wet opening. She strained against him and felt him plunge all the way into her. Little barks of excitement escaped her as she felt him hump her vigorously. His balls were tightening and he pulled out, only to explode all over her tender back. She was moaning as she felt him cum all over her.

"Cum, puppy, cum."

Her legs gave way as she shuddered and her walls began to clinch and unclinch. This orgasm was even bigger than the previous one. Finally it ended and she could get back on her hands and knees. Master was there to pet her and he waved Master Tom off, as they entered the house again. She was thirsty and hungry. She moved over to the bowls with the leash trailing behind her. Her little tongue lapped at the water and she finished it much quicker than she thought she would. She sat upright, with her hands in front of her whimpering for food. Master filled the bowl with some vegetables, which she wolfed down. It was messy and bits of food fell to the floor as she ate.

"Clean it all up, pet. I don't want a single bit of food anywhere near that bowl."

She licked it all up and moved closer to him to have her face cleaned. He was gentle and kind as he wiped her face and sent her off to the bathroom. It was getting late and she needed to go to bed soon. She got to the newspaper and could not urinate at all. This was going to be much more difficult than she had ever imagined. She tried to imagine the stories she had read, where it all seemed so easy and suddenly, she was able to let go. She was so ashamed and her face burned as she saw him watching her. She had never been so humiliated in all her life.

She watched him as he took the paper and disposed of it. Tears were streaming down her face. All she wanted to do was tell him how much she loved him and how difficult this was for her.

"Oh darling pet, you will get used to this," he said as he placed new paper there after cleaning the floor. "You have done so well little one. I know you want to talk to me, but you can't, or I will have to punish you. You will also not be allowed to sleep next to me. You know I do not allow animals on the bed. I got a dog house for you and that is where you will be chained for the night. There will be some newspaper there for you too, since you won't be able to come here. I hope it will be easier for you to use than this was. Remember, puppies do not feel shame. Now, come along, Master will take you to bed. I am very proud of you pet, and yes, I know you love me."

She smiled at him demurely, wondering what tomorrow would bring and wondering whether she would be able to please him like this, for an entire week. He chained her to the dog house and knelt next to her.

"Now go to bed and dream sweet puppy dreams of taking a walk with me, wagging that sweet tail and pleasing me and Master Tom again tomorrow. Know that I love you and whimper if you need anything."

He left the room and switched the lights off. Sleep came quickly and she dreamed of frisbees and dog snacks and paddles. Nothing wrong with a dog's life ...

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