Pet Play

Camalia looks adorably pathetic as she squirms beneath your grasp. While the girl liked to play the part of a noble you could now see just how much of a mutt she really was. Before you had simply thought she was sexually repressed.

Taking her lips and making her oh so willing to dance for you in her belly dancing costume did seem to come far too easy for someone who thought themselves to be above everything. But now you see Camalia for what she truly was. Someone who liked being pushed down under someone else's boot. And you were more than willing to give her what she wanted. Even if she would fight you on it.

"Hey Charles. Do me a favor and go get the equipment in my room. Second trunk next to my bed. I have something I think will 'help' my little puppy here greatly." As you finish your sentence you turn and wink at Charles.

He seemed to understand your intentions right away as he left hurriedly ran off. "Oh my darling you are so kind to your pets. You will, of course, let me spoil her later too won't you? I have this adorable little dress I think would look stunning on her." You both share a laugh as you know what kind of dresses Katlin likes to dress her slave in.

They were the same ones she would wear for you when the two of you would be alone for the night and wanted to make things spicy. "Well of course my dear. Of course my little puppy here will have to earn the privilege. Can't have her thinking she is a person after all." Camalias tried to be angry about your words but found herself more turned on the more you talked down to her.

"I...I am not...your..I mean....I am a..." Camalia tried to protest only to pause every few moments to catch her breath. Bringing your other hand around her leg you begin massaging her inner thigh. Camalia moans in pleasure, her juices drip with more frequency. "Now now puppy don't start barking or else there won't be any more pets. And I can see how much you like getting petted."

You move your hand from her ass cheek to lightly press your index and middle fingers on her dripping mound. Camalia moans loudly as her body goes ridged. Suddenly your hands are coated in her sticky juicy as it explode from her lower half. Camalias breathing slows down as she recovers from her orgasm.

"Oh wow. Your little doggies so sensitive Andrean. Is she a virgen?" Katlin asks.

"All honestly I didn't really think of that. Well mutt? Was this your first time having someone touch you down there?" You ask Camalia. You can feel her try and pull her rear out of your grasp, most likely to lie down.

Of course you don't allow this as you are far from finished with her. Especially since she refuses to answer you. Something you will not stand for. Especially not from a slave. "When your master speaks you answer. Even a mutt should know when she is being spoken to."

You bring your fingers upwards, tracing her cum up her rear until you reach another hole. One far more sensitive to touch due to her escape attempt. Camalias eyes shot wide open as she knew were your finger was. A mixture of pain and pleasure shot through Camalia as you lightly coat it with her own cum.

"N-no! Please don't!!" Camalia wriggled under your grasp as she struggled to keep herself steady. Of course you ignore her pleas and continuously trace your fingers from one hole to the next. Lubing it up before Charles returned with what you sent him for. Which you did not have to wait long for as you soon hear him running towards you.

In his arms he carried the tool you would use to make Camalia submit to you fully. "Did you bring everything?" You ask already knowing the answer. "Yup. And it looks like you got her all ready for her presents." Answered Charles as he stared at Camalias cum covered holes.

"P-.......presents? W-what?" Camalia tried to question between her panting breaths. "Oh don't worry! Your going to love it......eventually...." Katlin answers.

With a nod of your head Charles drops the items at your feet. "Seems we have two good doggies. Would you like a treat Charlie?" Katlin mocks your friend playfully. You chuckle to yourself at the irony but choose to not say anything.

"Wha? What are you two.....crap!" Charles realized what he did and that he deserved the shots fired at him. "Haha very funny. I played fetch and dropped what I got at Andreans feet. You two are hilarious."

Charles said sarcastically, earning him a laugh from Katlin and yourself. "Here that Andrean? Sexy as a siren and a good sense of humor too. When will your good fortune end." Katlin said, complimenting herself.

Lean over you give you fiancé a quick kiss before returning your attention to Camalia. "If you would, you two." You order. While Camalia may be the only slave you own you were always the alpha male of your group. Thus your friends were used to you ordering them around.

Charles quickly grabbed a black sack like glove with a red belt at the end of it and walked in front of Camalia. Katlin released her hold of Camalias other cheek and did as Charles did, also grabbing a similar glove from the small pile of items. Camalia breathed a little easier with one less person fondling her bottom. Though her breath became caught in her throat as she saw Charles and Katlin kneeling down in front of her with amused grins. Without warning the two took hold of Camalias hands and pulled them towards them.

"What are you-?" Camalias stopped mid-question as the two slipped the gloves over her hands. Just as quick the two tightened the red belt around her wrists, securing them in place. Once finished the two released her hands, letting them fall to the ground so she could see what they had done. Camalia looked at her hands in confusion. Unsure why they had tied those strange leather sacks onto her wrists.

Without a word of explanation the two quickly returned to the pile to retrieve similar sacks though these were a bit bigger than the previous pair. Charles took ahold of Camalias leg opposite to the one you were holding onto. He took great pleasure in lifting her leg up so he could get a good look at what lied in between. "No!" Camalia protested.

Weakly she tried to pull her leg away only to be stopped by you pressing your fingers against her mound. Doing so weakened both her strength and resolve to fight back. "Now now mutt. Don't misbehave. Charles just has to help finish getting you ready."

Camalia reluctantly submits. Fearful of you fingers and where they would delve next. Charles quickly placed the sac on Camalias foot and tightened it. Again Katlin did the same with her opposite foot. "Good girl."

Your friends then retrieved a set of harnesses with straps that tied around Camalias thighs and calf's. Camalia was too confused to question what such a thing was for until it was too late. Releasing her thigh you stand up and take the last two items from the pile. Camalia slowly pushes herself up to find she cannot move her legs as easily as she was before. Looking back to her legs she sees that that the harnesses on her legs would stop her from straitening her legs out any farther.

This would effectively keep her from standing up like a person. "What is all this? Why did your goons put sacks on my hands and feet? And what is with those...those...things you attached to my legs? I can hardly even move them."

Camalia tries to push her legs out only to be stopped by the harnesses. You and your friends laugh at the pathetic display. Walking around to her front you kneel down until you are just above her eye level. Camalia looks up to you with confusion and fear. Unsure of your intent.

"Well I thought since you like to bark like a mutt you should dress the part." You hold up one of the items in your hands in front of Camalia. It is a set of blond perky doggy ears attached to a black headband. Camalia looks at the cosplay item in disbelief. "Are those....dog ears?"

Taking advantage of her shock you place the ears on her head and adjust her hair to hide the headband. The color of the ears matched Camalias hair perfectly. If one did not know better they would mistake Camalia for a beast-folk. As the name suggested they are humans with traits of animals. Such as tails, ears and fangs.

Such creatures varied wildly in appearance. Some having patches of hair and fur in areas of their bodies like their chest, elbows and along their legs. With how long Camalias hair was she could easily pass as a beast-folk if she needed to. "There now. Don't you look pretty."

Camalia blushed at the compliment and quickly broke eye contact. She did not understand why she felt the way she did. Especially after you and your friends had just violated her. "But of course a doggies not a doggie without her tail." Camalia quickly looks back up to you.

Her eyes grow wide as she see's you holding up a blond tail. There were no straps on this item however. Just a few silver balls at the end. While Camalia was inexperienced in the bedroom arts she knew enough about you by now to be very afraid of your intention. Slowly the blond swallow's a a wad of spit to try and clear the lump that has formed in her throat.

"W....w-what are you....going to do with that? I mean.....I don't have anything for you to pin that onto." Your smirk grows all the wider as you star Camalia down. Silently informing her just where you intended to attach her new tail. The girl began to shake violently as realization came over her.

Slowly Camalia tried to back away from you, simultaneously shaking her head from side to side. "Please no. You can't mean that...." Camalia trailed off as she franticly looked from side to side, trying desperately to find some form of escape.

"Be a good girl Camalia and come here. Resisting will only make it worse." You order Camalia firmly while waving your hand towards you as if you were calling a dog. "In more way than one." Katlin added before she burst out laughing.

Charles quickly joined in her laughter. Both looked as if they would fall over as they clutched their sides. You yourself chuckle at the joke. Camalia, on the other hand, looks horrified at the prospect of having a tail attached to her in such a way. That was without even factoring in her bruised tailbone.

Camalia soon back away as far as her chain would allow her. Even so she still tugged at the thick chain. Hoping some miracle would come and make the links break and setting her free. Not that even such a miracle would save her. Not with her legs tied together.

Though the thought of Camalia desperately trying to run away on all fours was quit appealing. But now was not the time for that. Now was the time for Camalia to really become you pet. Slowly you walk towards the nude girl, twirling the tail around as you did.

"No!" Camalia thought as she continued to pull on the chain. Camalia tried to take hold of the chain, the hope of puling herself free still deluding her, only to find she could not so much get her hands around the chain due to the gloves tied to her hands. They were very thick. So much so she had issues bending her fingers more than an inch or two.

"I can't close my hand!? What is this?" Camalia kept trying to grab the chain only to have it shake from side to side. She become so distracted by this she didn't even notice that you were right in front of her. You kneel down once more to her eye level.

As you do Camalia realizes you are there and freezes in place. With your free hand you cup Camalias chin and cheeks, squeezing them slightly. All is quiet during you stare down with your dog. Katlin and Charles only lightly chuckling at Camalias dilemma.

Keeping your eyes on hers you sneakily slide the tail between Camalias thighs. You slide the silver beads slowly down her clit before bringing them back up. Camalia moans in ecstasy as you continuously do so over and over again. It doesn't take long before a new puddle of Camalias juices form beneath her. "Please...please...I can't...."

Camalia tongue hangs out her mouth as if she is an actual dog. Her eyes become glazed over with lust as she fails to fight the tingling sensation between her legs. You move your fingers that are cupping her face, mushing her cheeks a bit. "Now there's my good girl. You like the tail now?"

Your words are somewhat sarcastic since you know the answer. Camalia doesn't answer. Rather she continues to pant like a dog. So you slowly stop moving the beads, knowing the loss of her source of pleasure would drive her even more mad. Camalia eyes immediately go wide as her body hunger for satisfaction.

She paws at your chest pleadingly. "What's wrong puppy? You didn't answer me so I had to stop. Maybe if you answer me I'll keep petting you." Camalias hips slowly grinded against your hand.

You had little doubt Camalia was not doing so on purpose. With her body so lust filled she was halfway on auto pilot. Camalia needed you to finish so with same in her eyes and voice she finally spoke. "Y...yes sir. I....I like the tail." You bring Camalias face closer to yours. Your eyes filled with pride and power. "And who's tail is this?" You ask.

Camalia wants to look away from you but can't bring herself to do so. She is genuinely unsure of what to say to such a question. After a few more moments she speaks once more. "Um...yours?" You squeeze her cheeks a bit more firmly as you sharpen your gaze.

That was the wrong answer.

Camalia tries again, still unsure what to say but willing to say just about anything if it meant ending her craving. "Ah...mine?" you move your hand slowly up just once. Letting Camalia know she was on the right track.

"It's my tail. Your....hmmm your doggie Camalias tail!" Camalia called out in desperation. Your friends burst out laughing at Camalias words. The same on Camalias face is too delicious not to start pleasuring her again.

Camalias hips start to rhythmically match your hand. You can feel her hot breath tickle your face. The once proud noble is drooling onto your hand. Using your index finger you press the beads harder against Camalias wet clit. The unexpected action made Camalia lose control over herself.

Camalia let out a loud moan as her body once more became rigged against you hand. Soon both your hand and the silver beads were covered by Camalias juices. The tired Camalia collapses into your chest, staining your shirt with her drool. "What a naughty puppy you are." You joke as you set Camalia down onto the ground.

Breathing heavily Camalia tries to come down off her orgasmic high. Of course you are not finished with her just yet. With her legs bound Camalia still can't put her lower half all the way down. This left her rear rather high in the air.

"You know I really think you like this position Camalia." You say as you walk around to the blonds backside. Camalia does not have the strength to push her body up let alone resist so she stays in place, warry of what you will do next. "Well I guess it is called doggy style for a reason." Slowly you trace the silver beads up her clit until it reaches her second hole.

Camalia tries to ball her hands into fists, though is unable thanks to the gloves. "Don't clench." Katlin says with an amused grin. "Think calming thoughts." Charles chimes in as he tries to hold back his laughter.

Slowly you apply pressure onto the first bead. Camalias body once more goes ridged as she feels herself become violated in an all new fashion. Camalia begins to pant rapidly. A cocktail of fear, pleasure, pain, and shame running through her. Her mouth is wide open as she silently screams in delight.

Her juices trickle down her thighs far more rapidly than before. "Oh divines! Oh great divines that watch over me!" Camalia pressed her face into the ground, her cheek meeting the soft dirt as she raised her rear up even further. Camalia had lost all sense of herself and was simply going by instincts now.

After a few moments the first bead enters her. Camalias silent scream became audible. So much so all the other dogs in the kennels began barking, mistaking them for screams of distress. For the fourth time Camalia cums in front of you. The puddle of juices getting big enough that one would think you had dumped a small bucket of water on the girl.

Not one for mercy you repeat the process until all the beads are inside Camalia. With every bead Camalia loses control and cums for you. As you finish and admire your work you see Camalia has passed out from exhaustion, boosting your ego a bit. Standing up you look down at your cum socked pet with amusement.

Master-V: Consider this a Christmas present to all my readers who have watched this story grow so far. Mutt Camalia has been a long time coming and has been asked for pretty early on. Hope all your wishes come true and you get everything what you want this year. And remember......be naughty, for naughtiness sake.