Make her respect you

Surprised she defied you that way, you pull her leash up in a way she can't move her head. Zooey is showing signs of improvement on the submissive department, but she still has a long way to go, clearly.

"What did I just tell you?" - You ask strictly but half-kicking yourself for not allowing Zooey Deschanel to suck you off.

She stutters in reply. - "You said... you said that..."

"What did I order you not to do?" - You cut her off and repeat the question in a more direct way.

"You said I couldn't... put it... in my..."

"Mouth. That's right. And what did you just do? Twice, even."

"I... put it?" - She asks, instead of admitting it. Zooey is on her knees with an uncomfortable look on her face as the leash strangles her just a little.

"Was that a question or an answer?" - You ask, pulling the collar harder up.

"Anshpf... anssf..." - Loosening it back down, you allow her to respond. - "Answer... answer... it was an answer."

"Good. So now we've established that you disobeyed me. Now... what I should do with disobeying subs?"

With a funny look on her face, Zooey is unsure of what to tell you. She certainly did not expect that question. - "Erm..." - Is all she mutters.

"I asked you what should happen to disobeying subs. Are you gonna answer or disobey me again?" - You ask, pulling her leash towards you and watching Zooey's head get pulled with it. Her skin touches yours and she peeks up to look at you. Your hard dick, like a spear, pokes her neck, poetically.

"Punish... them?" - She asks again, instead of answering, clearly still getting into the role. You let is slide, though, after all you don't want to push her too far on her first try at it. And yours, for that matter. Luckily for you you'd watched enough porn to handle yourself well.

"No. Not punish. Teach them how to obey." - You tell her, looking down into her pale blue eyes as her boobs brush against you legs, giving you shivers. - "Are you ready to learn, miss Deschanel?"

"I am, mister...?"

"Sir. You address me as sir." - You tell her as you undo your pants and kick them away. - "Now.. how does one know he is being properly obeyed, miss Deschanel?"

"I... I... wouldn't know... I'm just a sub." - She does her best to give you the response she thinks you want.

"Yes you are. And I must praise the sentiment behind your words." - You say, petting Zooey's pitch black hair and smiling at her angelic face. The same face you've jerked off to countless times... that same one is now under you, waiting to be commanded. - "However, miss D., the right answer is: 'When your orders are followed and you didn't have to repeat yourself. You understand?"

"Yes..." - She says looking down in shame.

"Good. Now..."