“You’re.” I spanked, she sobbed. “Nothing.” Once again, she was almost crying now. “More. Than. My. Bitch.”
Spanking after each word except the last, I noticed she was indeed crying quietly, and I was about to excuse myself when she nodded.
“Woof.”
My fingers were still on her pussy, and I started caressing it with the tips.
“Good girl. You’ll behave from now on, won’t you?”
“Woof.”
“Good, good girl. Daddy’s proud.”
Talking, my fingers were getting more pressuring on her princess parts and she most definitely felt happy about it and what was going to happen. I hooked them inside her, and moved slowly, listening to her breathe becoming loud and deep again.
Puppie sometimes slightly moaned under my hands, and the scene was completely different from 5 minutes ago. She had fell off on the ground where I was sat, one of her legs on my lap, and she was facing me. Her expression was completely different from what I’ve always seen, she now looked relaxed and I was looking at her like it was the first time ever; it was kinda the case. Her hips moved in a circle, mimicking the ones I was drawing on her clit, her eyes closed and she had a large, pleasured smile. It felt like the Bully melted off and under it was the Puppie, her real self. Who I liked a lot better, obviously.
Still, none of us had came yet and it was time to reward ourselves. I grabbed a condom from the box, continuing to finger her, and I even was able to put it on with one hand.
She had felt me moving a bit and obviously understood, but didn’t care enough to make things easier. As long as my fingers were still moving, I guess she didn’t feel that concerned; I took them out.
An offended yapping escaped from her.
“It’s okay Puppie, best is yet to come.”
She growled, I pulled her hair.
“Be better, you were such a good girl. Stay nice.”
She opened her legs wider, and I didn’t struggle much finding the entrance. She was tightening the more I went in, and I started pounding before even getting all-in. It felt good. She had quit with the growling and was moaning, but trying to keep up with the “only-barking rule”, she sounded weird, almost animal. Like a real bitch in heat. I felt myself twitching inside at this thought, and began to thrust harder.
I grabbed her chin with a hand, to make sure she was looking at me, and holding her to the ground, so I could see her shiver under my body. My other hand went back again on her clit as she bent her back, panting.
“Does my girl want to come?
“Bark!!”
“Good girl. Cum for me, now.”
I knew she did; she didn’t scream any louder, but she tightened all of a sudden around me and grabbed my wrist with strength. I stopped moving, as I finished too in the condom, and watched her recover a normal breath. It has been shorter than I wished it would, all of the tension did have an effect after all.
I stood up, to throw the condom and quickly rinse my dick. When I got back, she was still laying on the floor in the same position. She was pretty. I sat next to her and she instantly put her head on my lap. I started playing with her hair.
“You’re such a nice girl, Pup. Why are you always being a jerk?”
“I’ll be a jerk again, you know.”
I pulled a strand.
“Wrong answer. Bark, I said.”
I didn’t want to ruin the mood, and I’ll be too afraid to speak when she’ll start again.
“I know you’ll be a bad girl again, you always have been. But you won’t be as cunty as always, right?”
“Woof,” she replied, giggling.
“No, no you won’t. You’re a nice and gentle pet when you want to be, stay a nice and gentle pet for me.”
“Woof,” she giggled again.
I put my nails on her temples and clawed them towards her hairline.
“You WILL behave, right?”
She nodded.
“Oohh I get it. You’re not turned on by the sex, you only submit under violence. What a pity. I should teach you better, right Puppie? I don’t want a stray dog, I need a nicely trained girl. You will be, won’t you?”
“Bark!!!”
I swear I could have seen her tail wagging if she had one. I started thinking, people would probably still call us a couple at uni, and she would probably still be a meanie. But they would be right, and she would be getting what she deserves afterwards. Kind of a happy end if you asked me.
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NOTE: Thanks for reading! I hope you liked this story, it’s my first one.
English is not my first language; I’d be happy to get the grammatical mistakes pointed out if necessary! Thanks by advance.
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