A very familiar couple

I almost scream and try to run, but my bound legs won’t let me run. I have the good sense to only whimper, fearful my voice will give me away. I know the man who opened the door. His broad shoulders, strong from years of landscaping even after having moved on to being the face of his company more than an actual laborer. His square jaw and short black hair compliments his swarthy complexion. And his broad smile is the same one I’ve seen countless times. He towers over me, and not just because of my bound position as he possesses height he never passed on to his child.

What is my dad doing here?! I thought he was away for a business trip and mom went with him? That was the whole reason I thought they wouldn’t notice if I spent a weekend away from home. “What a cute little puppy we have here? What’s her name?” He’s wearing a nice suit, without a tie.

“She didn’t specify, so feel free to name her.”

“How long do we get to play with her?”

“She’s yours for the weekend sir. And as you might of guessed, she asked for the super deluxe. Feel free to train her as you see fit, the only limit is her virginity without permission.”

Dad’s smile widens. “Super deluxe huh? Say no more! You know the missus and I love to deliver on these puppies dreams.”

“Of course sir, please enjoy your stay.” The attendant gives me a little wave and a smile before handing my leash to my father and walking briskly away.

Dad pulls me gently inside as my mind runs a million miles an hour. I could speak up and stop this, but then him and mom would know I came here. But if I don’t say anything, I’m going to be trained into a loyal puppy by my own dad. I can refuse to give permission for my virginity, but that’s about it for limits beyond basic animal ****. Dad pulls me next to the hotel bed, next to which is a doggy bed. He begins to pet me slowly and calling me a sweet girl.

As I calm down and think maybe I can just go along with this without consequences, my mom walks out of the bathroom in a bathrobe. “Is this our new pet? A cute little bitch for us to play with?” Her long black hair hangs almost to her waist, and somehow my short butt spawned from her as well. While not quite as tall as dad, she’s only an inch or two shorter. Where did my height go? I’m surprised by my mom’s words though. I don’t think I’ve ever heard either of my parents swear. But… I guess I am a bitch right now.

“Yes dear, and you won’t believe our luck. She got the super deluxe.”

“Oooh, we haven’t gotten to go into the pound in a while. Should we go now?”

“She’s a first timer, so I think we should start out easy. But we only have her till the weekend is over, so tomorrow we should introduce her to the fun stuff.”

“Okay then. What’s her name?”

“No name yet. I’m thinking Princess.” I’m surprised when dad uses my old nickname. I guess calling a little girl princess is hardly unique, but it’s still disconcerting to have him call me by my old nickname while I’m trying to avoid him recognizing me.

“That’s perfect honey, she looks just like a little princess. Let’s start her training right away.” Mom stops a bit away from me and dad and bends over a little to begin beckoning me over. “Come here girl, come to mommy. Mommy wants to give you love too.” She continues to baby talk at me until I crawl over to her just to stop the embarrassing string of words. “Ahhh, such a good girl. You came to mommy. Yes, mommy loves you baby girl.”

Mom pets my head, but also squishes my cheeks and rubs them into my face. I’m a little scared she’s going to knock my mask loose, but it holds. Despite my fear of discovery, I can’t help but enjoy her attention. Both her and dad, while by no means unloving, were always more on the stoic side of parenting. This kind of over the top affection was completely alien to me, and it felt good. I felt my jaw relax under her ministrations and soon my tongue is hanging out as I pant, eager for more head pats and praise. Getting it from my parents wasn’t part of the plan, but this is what I came here for and them giving it to me somehow makes it better. Sadly, mom stops her pampering.

Dad comes up behind me and places a bone shaped biscuit on my nose. “Hold still, hold, hold, hold… get it girl!” I dutifully hold still until the command is given, and then let the biscuit fall off my face and eat it right off the floor. My concern of being discovered evaporates completely. It may not be how I imagined, but I am ready to be Princess for the weekend. No one will ever know.

The afternoon slips into evening as mom and dad put me through basic training with commands such as shake, roll over, and play dead. While they don’t ever get too complicated with the individual tricks, they do soon start chaining them together, tiring me out as I rapidly shift from one trick pose to another.

Mom steps away as dad continues to put me through a gauntlet of commands, coming at me faster until I barely have time to think before obeying. When mom comes back she’s wearing a lovely black evening dress that matches dad’s suit. “Let’s go get some dinner. We can continue this after we eat.” Mom takes my leash and hooks her other arm into dad’s elbow. Then we walk out. I don’t really know my way around, so I do my best to stay beside or behind my parents as they walk confidently to the elevator. Before long we are walking into a restaurant on another floor with multiple masters and pets of all stripes enjoying their dinner.

Mom and dad lead me to a table and sit opposite each other. A waitress comes and takes their orders, which they already know. Clearly this is not their first time eating here. How long have mom and dad been kinky like this?

My thought is cut off as mom tugs on my leash. “Come here Princess, come to mommy.” Rather than pull me around the table to her, my leash leads me beneath the table. I follow it further and find my head between my mother’s legs as I look up at her. Pushing her dress aside, she reveals her naked pussy. Surprised, I pull back a little only for mom to keep my leash tight and pull me closer. “Ah ah ah, be a good girl for mommy or you’ll need to be punished.”

Oh shit. Why did I go for the more hardcore option! Why did I refuse to consider the possibility of needing to say no? Of course, legally they can’t stop me from backing out, but it cost a heavy deposit which I won’t get back if I don’t stick to the requirements of the package. Maybe mom and dad wouldn’t tell anyone, but in the middle of the restaurant I can’t keep it hidden.

My thoughts are interrupted as mom pulls me hard and shoves my face into her slit. The smell assaults my nose, her arousal plain as it smears across my face. “Be a good girl and lick mommy.” Oh god oh god, is this really happening?! I should say something. I look up and… her commanding eyes demand I submit. I shiver and feel my pussy rapidly dampen as I realize this is everything I wanted from this experience. Not just submission as a puppy, but real submission, giving in when I don’t want to. I don’t want to… but that makes me want to so much more. My mind is stupid. But it’s a puppy mind so that’s okay. And puppies lick.

I tentatively let my tongue hang out a little, just as a hand playfully swats my butt. In surprise I bury my face and tongue against my mother’s pussy. My dad laughs. Mom holds me close, not letting me pull away. My resistance broken, I lick my very first pussy. My mom moans happily and pets me, cooing what a good girl I am as dad begins to massage my ass cheeks.

I should stop this. But… mom smiles down dominantly at me, and my puppy pussy begins to drip. This shouldn’t be so hot. My parents are training me as a sex pet. Dad’s hand rubs up my pussy, and I cum while licking mom. I moan into her cunt while trying to keep licking.

Mom laughs at my face. “Already girl? I’ll overlook it this time, but don’t come again until we say you can, okay baby?” Breathing heavily, I nod into her crotch. She keeps me there as the waiter returns with the food, only letting me go when they place a bowl on the ground for me. I can’t see their meal, but it smells like something with tomato sauce. My own meal is carefully sized diced beef, carrots, and potatoes, basically beef stew without the gravy. Each piece is perfect for picking up with my mouth alone. I eagerly eat it all up, causing me to finish well before mom and dad. I wait patiently, until they notice I’m already done. Mom smiles at me before handing the leash over to dad. Oh no.

Less than a minute later I’m under the table again with dad’s cock pushed onto my face. The cock that made me is about 8 inches long and feels so warm against my cheek. I know I should fight back, admit my mistake and accept the consequences, but all I can think to do is taste this magnificent cock in front of me. I run my tongue up its length before lapping at his head. My dad’s hand rests on my head and pets me gently as I take him into my mouth. This is so wrong. I’m a terrible daughter. I look up and our eyes meet. I fall forward and **** on my dad’s cock as I cum again from his stare.

I feel my dad’s chuckle shake its way down his belly and vibrate my throat through his cock. He pulls me off and my tongue hangs out. “What a naughty puppy. We’ll have to punish you when we get back.” I’m so sorry daddy, please punish me!

I only gently lick dad’s cock for the rest of the meal, while mom’s foot slips between my legs and rubs my pussy. This is so wrong. My parents are going to disown me if they ever find out. I can never tell them no matter what. And… if that’s the case, I might as well enjoy this.