She's broken

Frank slapped her ass and pushed her off his cock, laying on his back as she sprawled whimpering beside him.

He listened to her without looking at her, hearing her whining gradually subside. She rolled over and reached out a tentative hand to touch his chest, and when he didn't push her away she cuddled closer, still whimpering.

"I'll....I'll...be good...a good...puppy..." she whispered. "I..I won't...be a bad..puppy...not for you...I'll be good...very good..."

"Shut the fuck up," he snarled lazily.

"Yes...yes I will..." she whimpered, snuggling closer, trembling as if expecting to be beaten at any moment.

Frank lay on his back and listened to her soft whimpering, savouring the knowledge that he'd broken her, at least for the time being. It might require additional training sessions but he was confident that he'd seen the last of her surly attitude directed at him.