More and more frustrating

Your first week as a chastity puppy was... frustrating, to say the least. And every day you grew more and more so. Your routine consisted of sleeping in your cage, to be woken by one of the women to be fed from a bowl, before you were brought to a tub to be bathed. You got some pussy eating time while they are their breakfast, then you went off to your classes, all in the morning. The outfits they picked were... something to behold. Leather booty shorts, crop tops, leather boots with your thick collar made you feel extremely slutty. Then it was back home, where after returning to being dressed as a simple dog, you were either in your kennel as the girls ignored you or dragged out to be used, until the end of the night where you were locked back in and the girls turned the lights out.

This alone may have been bad enough, but each day brought something new. On the second day you were introduced to your first anal toy, a vibrating plug. The sensation was surprisingly nice, that is until they turned it on. After days of sexual activity with no release, the vibrations on your prostate turned you instantly into an incoherent puddle. Still, even though the pleasure was overwhelming, it wasn’t enough to cum. They decided you’d be plugged at all times, the three switching up who had the remote. This was especially bad at school, where they’d decide to melt you in public.

The next day somehow got even worse. After school you were **** into a photo shoot with all three women, where they not only posed with the pup but had you worship their feet and pussies on camera. Your identity may have been concealed by your puppy hood, but any who knew your girlfriend could put two and two together on who you were.

After the shoot they gave you immense praise, saying you’ve earned a big reward, getting to fuck them. You barked and pawed at them, thinking you’d finally get release, and in the ultimate way, getting to fuck the three women who’ve been treating you as their slutty pet. Your excitement dwindled though, when you see them pull out a strapon, and help you into it.

You whimper, but obey your owners as they pull you by your leash to Demonica on all fours before you, her pussy waiting. They pull you forward, forcing you to fuck your girlfriend with no satisfaction for yourself. She moans, saying this is the best you’ve ever fucked her, and you’d never need your cock again. After she cums, you the other two both get turns, until you are left exhausted with the worst blue balls of your life. They aren’t done though, taking off the strapon and forcing you to suck all their pussy juices off of it.

This lead to the next day, where they introduced a new accessory to your cage, a dildo on the wall. Demonica said you looked like you had so much fun sucking on the toy, you might as well have access whenever you’d like. They also tied it into the remote system, if you got enough of it down it activated the toy and gave you pleasure you hoped in vain would push you over, but never did. You soon started doing it to pass the time when you were locked in, trying to take your mind off your unbearable horniness. This lead to a Pavlovian connection with sucking on the toy and the connected pleasure, to the point when they turned the vibrations on you started think of sucking on it.

Finally came the weekend, and the next step up in your torturous puppy experience...