Training the bitch

That wiped the stupid smile off her face.

What, did she expect me to be floored by her hotter than average body?

Like I hadn’t already seen, like, at least a dozen naked chicks this whole month?

She was just one of them.

Yeah, sure, my ex-sister-in-law, with an exceptional, sculpted figure…

…

But I was the one in charge.

And our affair wasn’t going to be tender one. Or sensual.

I wouldn’t treat her like a human being.

I’d treat her like an animal.

Like she was.

Somehow, the bitch still wasn’t wearing the collar. Only glancing at it with trepidation. Like she could still somehow find a way out of this.

Might as well resume counting.

“Seven… Six… Five…”

That lit a fire under her ass.

She finally took the collar and leash into her hands. But the bitch was still hesitating putting it on.

I resumed counting again. “Four… Three… Two…”

“AAAAARRRRGGGHHHHHH!!!!”, the bitch suddenly screamed.

Apparently letting out all her festering anguish.

It was so sudden and loud, I had to stop counting for a while.

Part of me wanted to point out, that dogs didn’t scream like that… But at least she wasn’t speaking human words anymore.

Then, she finally clicked the collar open…

Fitted it around her neck…

And…

CLICK.

She was mine. (JANICE: +15SP) (+8SP)

Welcome to the submissive side, bitch.

I’ve been waiting for you.

She looked absolutely mortified. The thing was actually now on her.

She was actually wearing it.

And that she had put it on… voluntarily.

…This nipple-pinching trait was insanely effective.

Was there anything I couldn’t make her do at this point?

It was so powerful… Fuck, I hope the app-makers don’t nerf this down as well.

Well, if they did, I should get my money’s worth on it. While I still could.

“On all fours, bitch.”

It was like my words hit her physically. She grimaced like each one of them dug under her skin or something.

She gave me a pleading look.

So, we had reached this point finally. The point, where all she could do was plead for my mercy.

Thank God I stopped her from speaking. I didn’t want to hear her whine over everything I was about to put her through.

I didn’t give an inch. I just stared her down…

And she gave up.

She carefully adjusted herself. Obviously doing this was… so fucking undignified for her.

She had trouble letting go off her tits.

She was still pinching her nipples every second she could. Like a fucking lunatic.

But now… she couldn’t. She laid her hands on the floor… Letting her udders swing under her. (JANICE: +6SP) (+14SP)

She was on a crawling position. In front of my feet.

Like a dog.

I waited for her to look up at me.

I knew she didn’t want to… But this wouldn’t continue until she did.

She held out for at least a minute in the silence.

Then, for whatever reason… maybe it was the silence, the urge, the uncomfortable position… She had to look up.

And see me smiling victoriously over her.

What a nice mixture of embarrassment and desperation on her face.

Oh yes, and the anger. So much anger.

It would make our eventual fucking all the sweeter.

Finally… I was ready to continue.

“Pick up the handle of the leash. With your mouth. Then hand it to me.”

She didn’t have to say anything. I could tell from her eyes, that she was going through each of the nastiest curse words in the English vocabulary.

But it didn’t matter now. Just impotent anger.

She had crossed so many thresholds already. This was just one more.

She leaned down, letting her big ass hang in the air… and bit down on the leathery handle resting on the floor. Like it was squeezetoy.

Then, when her teeth managed to get a good grip on it… She lifted her head towards me. (JANICE: +4SP) (+18SP)

I carefully pulled the handle from her wet mouth. I didn’t want to accidentally lose any fingers here. I wiped the thing clean from her saliva.

“Good girl. And here I thought a stupid bitch like you couldn’t learn new tricks.”

I could hear her growling.

I took a hold of her collar, and pulled her face up.

She didn’t expect that.

“Don’t you fucking growl at me, bitch! Or I might get mad! Got it?”

The suddenness of my movement seemed to have frightened her. She nodded very quickly. (JANICE: +3SP) (+21SP)

I let her fall back to her usual position.

She didn’t look too happy with herself.

Fuck. My throat was still burning. The bitch really fucked me up.

I couldn’t leave here without giving her the lesson of a lifetime.

But at the same time… I still had no idea what was going on with the other “operation”.

I checked my phone.

There was only one message. From Gretchen.

“The drinks are over. She left while I was in the bathroom. She sent me a message that she was feeling a little sick, and needed to leave early.”

…Wait…

I ordered Lana and Anna-Marie to strike while she was alone.

Maria left while Gretchen was in the bathroom.

Neither Lana or Anna-Marie had sent me a message that the “operation” was a failure.

So by all assumptions…

Things were going exactly as planned.

Yes yes yes.

I had assumed… her inclinations… correctly.

She was falling into my trap.

Holy fuck. Finally. I might actually defeat the megabitch.

I grinned victoriously, and looked at the other megabitch crawling at my feet.

Yeah… I was feeling so good, I might just claim her as my victory prize. For the rest of the night. And maybe morning too.

Shit, yeah… If things were going according to plan, I was actually in no hurry to leave.

She was looking up at me again…. With those lovely, burning eyes of hers…

How I wanted to defile this bitch every single time she and Michelle made fun of me…

How she treated me like dirt… Perhaps she even encouraged Michelle to seek other people.

I’d find the truth about that some day. She would tell me everything.

But right now, dogs couldn’t talk.

I yanked on the leash. Hard.

She whimpered and gasped in shock.

“You want your titties pinched, little bitch?”

“Y-ye-“

I yanked on the chain again. Harder.

This time she needed some time to catch her breath.

“Huh. I swear I almost heard you use human words, little bitch. Well. Let’s try that again, shall we? Does the little bitch… want her titties pinched?”

This time… She just nodded.

Another yank.

With this one, I made sure she fell on the floor. Tits first.

Now she had to cough. Vigorously.

“Huh. Weird. It was almost as if my doggie just nodded at me. But dogs don’t communicate like that. So it couldn’t be. So let’s try this… one more time. Answer me. Does this little bitch… want her titties pinched?”

She slowly got back on all fours.

She had to know what I wanted her to do here.

She looked at my hand, the one holding the leash… now with fear.

It was always ready to yank the chain. To teach the bitch proper manners.

She didn’t want to make any more mistakes.

She swallowed.

Trying her best not to think about the humiliation she was about subject herself to.’

Then, finally…

“…ARF! …ARF ARF!” (JANICE: +6SP) (+27SP)

She barked. Like the bitch I always knew she was.

“What’s that, bitch? Couldn’t quite hear.”

She almost growled again, but was smart enough to stop it short.

“ARF! ARF! ARF ARF ARF! ARF ARF ARF ARRRRRFFFF!!!” (JANICE: +2SP) (+29SP)

Finally some effort. Almost sounded like a real dog there.

Yeah… I liked where this was headed.

I sat on her sofa, still holding the leash.

“You know… I hear my little bitch barking… but she still doesn’t seem too enthusiastic. I don’t know if she deserves a reward or not.”

No direct orders anymore.

I wanted to see what she would do on her own.

First she was confused, even though the implication was clear.

She didn’t know what she would do.

What she should do.

She really did look a like confused little puppy.

Then…

“nnn… n... nnn….. n… nnnnnn.....”

She began whimpering.

And tried on her best version of puppy dog eyes.

Yeah… That’s not getting you anywhere, bitch.

I’m never going to consider you cute. Not after what you did to me.

I grew bored of it fast, and whipped out my phone.

“Shush, bitch. You’re going to spend the night outside if I have to hear that sound again.”

She shut up very quickly indeed.

I began scrolling through my phone, in an attempt to show her how utterly ineffective her pleads for sympathy were.

Then I saw it. She had once again started pinching her nipples by herself.

I yanked on the leash again. So hard she fell over my shoes.

“One more self-pinch and you get no rewards tonight. You mangy bitch.”

Then…

She began rubbing herself.

Her body. All over my legs.

Now this was more like it.

I guess it’s what dogs did… To show affection?

But just doing that wouldn’t be enough.

I turned on her TV.

I clicked through her Netflix, and put on a sexy movie.

She was glaring angrily at me.

Well, what did you want, bitch? You think I’d be satisfied with just legrubbing?

I had enough of that with Ulla today.

Sigh… She still wasn’t getting it. She thought that squishing her boobs against my legs with increasing intensity would do it.

Fine. Let her do it.

I wonder how long it would take the bitch to realize she wouldn’t be getting anything until she stuffed her mouth full of my cock.

But, while waiting for that…

I could do something useful in the meanwhile.

Right now… I could upgrade another trait in the app.

Which one should it be…?