Daily debrief

The heavy wooden gate of the Inuzuka compound boomed shut, its echo a final note sealing them in privacy. The air in the courtyard, thick with the scent of earth and wild things, hummed with a sudden release of chakra.

Two puffs of smoke, dense and sweet-smelling, erupted. Where the powerful hounds had stood, the naked, kneeling forms of Tsume and Hana now pressed their palms into the dirt, their bare skin gleaming with a light sweat in the afternoon sun. The polished metal of their collars caught the light as they lifted their heads, eyes wide and pupils dilated, fixed on Kyle.

Klye fisted a hand in Tsume’s wild, grey-streaked hair, yanking her head back to expose her firm breasts. He enjoyed the view for a while before his other hand seized Hana's jaw, his thumb forcing its way past her lips. Her tongue flicked out instinctively, coating his thumb in saliva before she began to suckle carefully.

System Message: Your Obedience Score with Tsume Inuzuka has increased by 10 points. Current Score: 100 (She is your bitch, literally. She will kill and die for you, like a dog... treat her well)

“You two bitches followed command perfectly,” he growled, his voice husky. “Your asses in the air, obeying every word… it made me hard.” His expression twisted, the lust curdling into something darker. “But that fucking pup, Kiba. His snarls, his resistance… he pissed on the entire scene.”

Tsume’s submissive gaze shattered, replaced by a feral gleam. She rose to her feet, making sure Kyle was able to see her ass flex as she lifter herself up. Her breasts, heavy and tipped with dark, hardened nipples, heaved with a sharp breath.

"KIBA!" The roar tore from her throat, raw and commanding.

She moved like a blast of wind, closing the distance to her son. Her hand, hard as iron, clamped onto the back of his neck, her nails digging crescent moons into his skin. She **** him down, his knees grinding into the gravel.

"You shamed our master," she snarled into his ear, her hot breath washing over him. "You challenged the one who owns this pack."

Kiba grunted, muscles bunching as he tried to shove her off. "Mom, stop—!"

Her knee drove into the small of his back, forcing a pained gasp from his lungs. "I said SILENCE, whelp!" Her power was a physical ****, pressing him down until his cheek was mashed against the dirt. "You are nothing! You are a disobedient bitch, and you will be collared and leashed like one! Hana! The post. The heavy chain."

Hana scrambled up, a hungry, wet smile on her lips. She returned swiftly, the thick, cold links of a chain leash clinking in her hands. Kiba struggled anew, a frantic twisting of his body, but Tsume drove a fist into his kidney, a brutal, short punch that stole his air and made his body go limp with shock. As he gasped, wheezing, she efficiently clipped the chain to his collar. The fight drained from him instantly, his body slumping against the post, his eyes wide with a mixture of pain and dazed submission.

"Mom… please… the chain is too tight… it hurts…" he whined, his voice thin.

"I know it hurts! That’s the fucking point!" she spat, wrapping the chain tight around the wooden post and locking it with a definitive click. "You’ll stay like this until sunrise."

She loomed over him, a naked, terrifying goddess of discipline. "Every snarl, every glare you gave Master Kyle is why you're here. Remember the bite of this chain."

Kiba hung his head, utterly defeated. He turned his bleary eyes to Kyle. "P-Please, M-Master… I'll be good… I don't want to be a joykill anymore…"

Kyle strode over, his shadow falling over the chained boy. He crouched, his crotch level with Kiba’s face, and placed a condescending hand on his head, ruffling his hair. "I believe you, pup. I know you want to be good."

System Message: "Your Submission score with Kiba Inuzuka has increased by 5. Current score: 15."

System Message: "Your relationship score with Kiba Inuzuka has increased by 5 points. Current relationship score: 30."

"But," Kyle's voice hardened, "bad puppies get punished. So you're going to take it." He stood and walked away, leaving Kiba alone in his shame.

System Message: "Your Submission score with Kiba Inuzuka has increased by 5 cause he knows he was a bad puppy. Current score: 20."

Inside the house, Tsume turned to Hana, who was still smirking, her hand idly stroking her own thigh. "And you, little slut. Don't look so proud. You were just as much a brat before Master stuffed your mouth full of his cock and made you his. Don't make me chain your naked ass next to his to remind you whose bitch you are."

Hana’s smirk vanished, replaced by a genuine flinch. "Yes, Mom. Sorry, Mom."

Satisfied, Tsume turned back to Kyle. Her fierce expression melted into one of pure, animal need. A thin string of saliva dripped from her slack jaw. She dropped back to her hands and knees and crawled to him, nuzzling her face against the hard bulge in his pants, her hot breath seeping through the fabric.

"Was I a good bitch for you, Master?" she purred, her voice a wet, needy sound. "Did I discipline my disobedient pup right?"

Kyle tangled his fingers in her hair again, pulling hard enough to make her whimper with pleasure. "You were perfect," he breathed, his own arousal a sharp, demanding pressure. "Now... my loyal bitch deserves her reward."

A full-body shudder of anticipation wracked Tsume's frame. "Yes, Master," she whimpered, her eyes glazing over. "Thank you, Master."

From behind, Hana let out a ****, high-pitched whine. She was on her knees, back arched, presenting herself, her mouth open and tongue lolling out. Kyle laughed, a dark, thrilling sound.

"You're a real slutty bitch, aren't you? Can't even wait your turn."

Hana nodded frantically, her breasts bouncing. "Yes, Master! Please, can this bitch please have a reward tonight too?"

Kyle gave a curt nod. He led them to Tsume's bed, a large nest of furs and blankets. He sat back, his hard cock springing free, thick and demanding. He watched, his hands behind his head, as mother and daughter first worshiped his feet, sucking on his toes with **** hunger. They then moved to his balls, their tongues lapping and swirling over the sensitive skin, competing to draw louder groans from him. They met at the base of his shaft, their lips and tongues clashing in a wet, sloppy kiss over his pulsing flesh.

System Message: Hana Inuzuka's Relationship Score has increased by 5. Current score: 95.

"Enough," Kyle finally commanded, his voice rough. "Tsume, you've earned the right to ride me to sleep tonight. Hana," he looked down at the younger woman, her face slick with saliva, "you can be useful by sucking my balls and licking your mother's juices off my cock."

Tsume mounted him with a guttural cry of triumph, her body taking him in with a practiced, hungry rhythm, her inner muscles clenching around him like a fist. She worshipped him with every roll of her hips, her mind a haze of devotion, hoping only that her son could one day be as useful a pet. Beneath them, Hana whimpered her gratitude for the scraps of his pleasure, her tongue already eagerly at work.