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Ella didn’t remember falling asleep in her cage, but when she woke up, her little prison had moved to a new location, one very similar to the room she had found herself in yesterday when this whole nightmare had begun.
She was still wearing her collar, along with the bell and leash strapped to the golden noose below, as well as the skimpy schoolgirl outfit and tail. She hadn’t dared to remove it after the cruel, electrical punishments of last night.
After almost 24 hours with a strange oval plug stuffed in her ass, it fucking hurt. But not in an all too bad way though so Ella hadn’t taken the fight, even though she didn’t think too deeply about what a not “all too bad” pain meant.
One key difference from yesterday’s room was that this time she wasn’t alone.
A man with a short beard and tanned skin stood in front of her. He was probably around three times her age based on the grey in his otherwise dark hair, though with a fit enough body and clear, brown eyes which held hers with an intensity Ella had trouble matching.
Ding!
[“Good morning! New days, new opportunities!
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Objective: Begin training with our esteemed puppy trainer. By the end of your session, you will be tested and graded from a scale of A-F. Your grade will decide the level of your reward.
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C: 50 000$ removed.
D: 25 000$ removed.
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F: 100 000$ added to your debt.
Now be a good girl and show your best side!]
Ella stared at the screen with growing apprehension.
100 000$ added if she failed???
How can they do this? This isn’t fair!
Of course, she has already established that fairness wasn’t high on the list of priorities for the pervs who oversaw this fucking game. But still… one hundred thousand fucking dollars??!?
She was still seething when the man suddenly appeared a few steps in front of the cage, looking down at her with hard eyes and frowning face.
“Now, it is important for a puppy to know its place in the pack. First then, can she appreciate and understand the rules she must follow.” He spoke with a slight, french accent.
Ella wanted to stuff his throat with a baguette and watch him choke.
“I’m the alpha”, he continued, a finger to his chest. “That means I’m at the top of the pack. And you’re-“ he pointed at Ella. “-is a puppy. That means that you’re the lowest in rank in all the pack. And that is what a puppy must learn, even if she doesn’t want to.”
Ella couldn’t help but snicker. This was so silly. He really thought he was being so tough, but she couldn’t take him seriously with that stupid accent.
Fucking French.
“I can see you’re in need of a lot of training. That’s good. That means I will have a lot of fun in the coming weeks.
I’m going to explain the rules and you’re going to listen. You’ve already heard most of them, but repetition is key, no?”
He straightened his back and held up a finger.
“One. Don’t speak unless you are told to. If you have something you wish to say, bark or whimper softly. And when we do give you permission to speak, you will start and finish every sentence with a bark.
Two, No walking on two legs unless ordered to. Little stupid puppies like you stay on all fours, crawling and wagging their tails like good dogs.
Of course, the same principle applies to using your hands as anything other than a means of transportation. Unless explicitly told otherwise, you will use that cute little mouth of yours to fetch or hold things.”
He kept raising fingers, one after another, as he spoke. She wanted to bite them off, show him what type of “puppy” she was.
“You will wear or don’t wear whatever we tell you. You already know that, of course.” He nodded toward her, obviously referencing the stupid outfit she still was stuck with. “Other than that, the rules are simple. You will obey. You will follow your training. And, and listen now, my stupid little puppy, you will not touch your cunt without our permission, nor will you orgasm without asking for and receiving our permission. Only good puppies are allowed to cum, and that is something you have to earn.”
As if I would ever fucking cum while being held hostage, humiliated and forced to behave like a stupid animal.
As the thought went through her, she felt something wet slip down her thighs. Ella ignored it.
“Bark if you understand what the rules are and are ready to begin your ücretsiz deneme bonusu veren siteler training.”
Ella opened her mouth, ready to yell something unflattering about French cuisine and where he could shove it. But stopped herself, remembering the shocks from last night and the glaring 100 000$ threat staring at her from the screen.
“Woof”, she whispered.
“Good girl”, he said. “You will call me sir or master, when you are so allowed. Now, let me have a look at you.”
As if he had pressed a button, the front of the cage swung open and Ella was finally able to get out! She immediately crawled free, but didn’t get more than a feet out before her neck was pulled back by the leash still fastened to the bars of the cage.
“Fuck-“ she swore, not thinking.
Buzz!
She squealed as the collar sent it’s punishment through her body, making her slump forward as the bolt of pain made her shudder.
“Bad girl!”
Smack!
“Aaaahhhh!” She couldn’t hold back the cry of surprise as something thin hit her bum with a snapping sound. The stinging pain grew as the first hit by the whipping cane was joined by another. And another.
Smack!
Smack!
“Ahhhh-“ even through the sudden burst of very real, physical pain, she remembered to stop herself and change the pitch of her scream to more match the whimpering of a dog. “-aawoof! Woof!”
She hoped the pathetic little barks would be enough to placate the trainer, and it looked like it indeed would.
“Now that’s better. Not good, but better. You’re still pretending, but that is always how it must start.” And to her horror, he bent forward – her leash now firmly in his grip – and opened his hand, holding a ball of chocolate in front of her eyes. “Now, sit.”
Ella just stared at the candy. She wondered if the absolute horror was written on her face, or if it was just an inner storm, raging as different fragments of her personality battled against each other.
One, very strong-willed and stubborn part of her would rather die than sit on command. She would spit in the face of anyone even suggesting it, and if he did it while also offering her a treat, that would be the last fucking thing he ever did.
But on the other hand, she had this other side. A quiet, more shy part of herself. Hidden, one might even say pent-up, figment of her being. And that one really didn’t like to get whipped. Nor making anyone angry. And it also liked chocolate.
Usually, the stubborn part of her would win any battle between the two, but considering what she’d gone through the past 24 hours, maybe she could let this one go?
Ella felt her face burn as she gave in and lowered herself until she was sitting on her knees with the tail lodged between her sneakers, slightly crouched with her hands still anchored to the floor.
“Good girl, good girl,” the man whispered and before she knew it, she had scooped up the chocolate from his outstretched hand with her mouth and was chewing it down, all while regretting letting this fight go.
She tensed as she heard him sniff her hair and had to keep herself from biting as he ran his fingers through the mess she’d once been so proud of, getting caught here and there as the hair resisted.
“You’re dirty. Not good. Some cleaning is needed, yes.” As he once more walked into sight, Ella saw the thin cane strapped to his wrist. Where had he gotten that from? “Undress.”
She blinked. “S-” She just managed to stop herself by biting her tongue. “Woof?”
”Undress!” He repeated, and the cane cracked lightly against her thigh, making her flinch.
This whole ordeal had been plenty humiliating from the start. She’s been forced to dress like a skimpy school girl with a tail stuffed in her ass. She’d been made to crawl, bark and beg like a dog, as well as forcing a giant fucking dildo through her throat!
But even though her private parts had been on full display here and there, she hadn’t been completely naked. Not yet.
God, I’m gonna rip your croissant off your baguette and force you to eat it!
She didn’t even know herself what she meant by that, but boy did she mean it!
Smack!
He didn’t hold back this time, and her ass burned as the cane bit her skin, leaving a red line over her pale flesh as it was drawn back for another hit.
Ella felt tears blur her vision as she put her fingers on the white buttons of her blouse and started to undress.
Cha-Ching!
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[Anonymous: I’ve been looking forward to seeing her ass get red. In my experience, that is the only way to correct a spoiled puppy. yeni üye olanlara deneme bonusu veren siteler Don’t hold that back with that cane. Better with a little tough love now than an unruly bitch later.]
A few donations with agreeing words followed, but Ella did her best to ignore them as she saw her breasts expose themselves on the high definition stream.
She’d always been proud of her body. It was fit without being sinewy, soft without being doughy. Her breasts were larger than most of her friends – not counting her plus-sized ones, of course – with plenty to hold and grab, but still without them being “hangy”.
But the pride of her twins didn’t help to combat the embarrassment when suddenly thousands of people were looking at them, a whole lot of them probably stroking their sweaty meat poles in the meantime.
Stop that! She called out to her pussy as a throb had gone through it during the aforementioned mental image.
The trainer stood completely still, a little bit to the side so one of the cameras could watch her in full as she dropped the blouse to the floor.
Her sneakers went next, as well as the long white socks until, alas, only her skirt remained.
Once she’d taken that off, she’d only be wearing a collar and a tail. The skirt was the last thing clearly defining her as a human instead of an animal. Without that, she had nothing but her own mind left to anchor herself to Ella Rosen, the beautiful, intelligent and strong-willed princess of her community.
Smack!
“Aaoohh!” She turned the cry into a howl. Did he aim for the same spot every time or did it just happen by accident??!
The skirt went off, and suddenly a collared and very much naked young woman was looking back at her from the screen, eyes red from tears and shoulders hunched as if that would somehow make her any less exposed.
“A fine example”, muttered the trainer as he circled her, using his cane to poke at her breasts, making them waggle and bounce with precise movements as Ella struggled to not shove it away with her hands. “Some minimal modifications might be in order, although nothing too invasive, I don’t think.” He frowned, looking down at her thighs, tightly pressed together to hide her most holy virtue. “Although some pose training is definitely of high priority.”
He stepped back, cane resting against his shoulder.
“You’re not a regular puppy, you understand. You’re a slut puppy. And slut puppies need to know their poses, so as to serve their owners to the best of their capabilities.”
What the fuck is he talking about? Poses?
“The first one is easy, and closest to your current position, but still not right. We call this sit and it’s your standard, go to pose.” His cane touched her chest, forced her to straighten as he pulled on her leash to make her chin stick back out. “Like this, your back straight and face looking up at your owner, unless you need to feel ashamed for something, in which case you point them at the floor. Hands rest on your thighs, but be careful not to cover your tits with your arms. They are to be clearly visible at all times. Good, now stay still like this. Good girl.”
She kept her back straight, but inside she was just fuming. What she would do to that man, the moment an opportunity revealed itself… it would be ugly, fucking, goddamn ugly!
“The next one is spread and is an extension of sit.” His cane landed on her inner thigh and pushed.
No. I just won’t- ahhhh!
The cane hit her hard over the sensitive, soft skin and she growled quietly as her legs were forced apart, completely exposing her shaved, glistening pussy.
Cha-Ching!
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[Anonymous: Damn that’s a wet fucking cunt! She fucking loves it! What a whore!]
No I don’t! Shut up!
She wanted to scream her denial of his outrageous accusations, but all she could muster was a whimper as the cane gently touched her folds.
“The pussy is to be offered for view or use at any moment, so make sure to stretch your legs before starting your day, little puppy. Your hands also need to be held together behind your back during spread. That way, everything is exposed. Are you listening?”
“Woof…” she answered and howled again as the cane left another red mark on her skin.
“Then why are your hands not behind your back?”
Smack!
Her traitorous body immediately cowered for the pain, letting her hands knit themselves together behind her back, exposing her even more.
“That’s better, although still not good. Next is beg, whirred you keep your knees spread like a V, just like now, yeni site deneme bonusu but move your paws up next to your tits and fold them, all while sticking out your tongue. I think you’re already familiar with this one.”
Ella tried to hide her blushing cheeks, remembering her shameful actions last night. All for a fucking bowl of water.
It had been delicious though.
“So let’s see it. Beg!”
It was just too much. With every command he gave her, she had an internal battle to fight, one between her bratty princess and docile pleaser. And it never had time to end naturally, not within the timeframe he gave her.
So once again, she felt and heard the cane make its mark on her flesh.
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
“Ahh- woo- ahhg- wooof! W-woof! Wooooof!” The rainfall of snapping strikes sent lightning bolts of pain all through her, as she hurriedly folded her wrists by her tits, stuck out her tongue and barked and barked, pleading with tone and eyes for him to stop, to please let her poor little abused body be spared from more pain.
“Wooof! Wooooooof” she howled, moaned and whimpered, trying to placate his obvious anger with the most docile, subservient and pathetic sounds she could muster. It wasn’t enough. He hit her over the thighs, the breasts, her back and bum. And she barked and whimpered, barked and whimpered, as the tears left trails over her cheeks and the sobs became louder and louder.
“You’re worthless”, he hissed. Smack! “A stupid, brainless little animal, and you will learn it!” Smack! ” I will teach you to stop resisting. To stop-” Smack! “-thinking you have any-” Smack! “-worth except what your body and-” Smack! “-mouth can offer!”
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
“You’re a toy! An object for our amusement! And you will learn it!”
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
And in those moments of inescapable flashes of pain, as her breasts and thighs turned into a red-striped work of art with her bouncing on her knees with tongue hanging out and paws by her breasts, desperately trying to humiliate herself enough for the whipping to end, she truly believed him.
She was a toy. She was a thing. A pet. A puppy.
And she’d been a bad one!
“Woof! Woof! Woof!” she tried to convey her regret and obedience through her whimpering little barks, all while panting and drooling as she wobbled on her knees, thighs split wide apart to show her leaking cunt, which was throbbing harder and harder with every hit by the cane and bark from her stupid little mouth. “Wooof! W-w-woooooooof!”
And finally, it seemed as if he’d had enough. He held gaze, inspecting her intently as if to decide whether or not the message had truly gone through. And at least for the moment, it had.
“Now that’s more like it.” He stepped forward and suddenly, the bulging crotch of his jeans was just inches from her tear-stained, red face. “Let’s see how well your punishment worked. How much of it went through that stupid brain of yours. Open my fly.”
Ella was in complete obedience-mode by now, and didn’t hesitate to follow his command. She did however stop her hands half-way up, realizing paws wouldn’t have the capabilities to unzip a fly. Instead, with the bratty princess-fragment of her mind screaming with indignation from the cage she’d been locked away in, she pressed her face to master’s crotch, getting hold of his zipper with her teeth and pulled down.
He was in a helping mood, laughing softly and caressing her hair before he unbuttoned the pants and pulled out his cock.
Ella couldn’t help but gasp. It was enormous. Easily as large as the pink dildo, but seemingly wider. Shaven, instantly erect with the glans already glimmering from more than a few drops of pre-cum, it hit her one cheek with force as he playfully slapped it against her. And then the other cheek.
“Now, this is your most prized reward. You do realize that, don’t ýou little puppy? Getting to play with and satisfy any man’s cock is the reason you live. It’s the center of your existence. You understand?”
“Woof!” Puppy-Ella barked, shivering as his cane found its way between her legs, playing around between her drenched and pulsating folds.
“Keep your tongue out. Beg for master’s cock.”
And she did. She barked and panted and drooled as she wagged her tail. Anything to make Master happy.
“Good girl. Now, spread!”
Ella immediately split her thighs as much as she could while putting her hands behind her back, knitting her fingers together as she looked up toward her Master with pleading eyes, tongue out and cunt leaking.
“Princess Cumpup. That’s your new name,” he whispered as he stroked her face with the cock. “You like it?”
Princess Cumpup nodded and barked. “Woof! Woof!”
“Good girl. Then, I think it’s time for you to earn your name.”
And then, without any restraint, he shoved his cock inside her mouth.
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