There’s just one problem…

I’m not really ever in a position for it to matter, but I was slightly disappointed when I learned that the backyard pool I had seen from the front hadn’t had water in it for at least a year. Still, I had very little to complain about. My Amazonian girlfriend pampered me endlessly while we were home, and at school we were now free to openly be a couple. I got a few jealous glances from some jocks, but most people were intimidated enough by her height and good looks to not have seriously considered her a viable option.

Clair found a nice secluded part of the library that we could study at and do our assignments. This was great, because Clair has instituted a new rule that I am free to break whenever I wanted to but am determined to maintain. The moment I walked through the house door, I was her puppy princess. No clothes, no talking, just a happy puppy eating from her masters hands.

You’d think that meant we were having wild sex every night as she trained me to debase myself for her carnal pleasure… but no. She tickles me sometimes, but mostly she pets my head and makes me do simple tricks like shake, rollover and fetch. The back yard has high fences so she takes me outside to pee, although I do have to avoid one end that’s visible from the front yard. I never stay long as it’s kind of chilly this time of year.

What’s really puzzling is that I’ve put some pieces together. The odds of all this pet gear being conveniently in the house is pretty low. Yes, it used to be a porn studio but there isn’t just tons of old sex toys lying around. And even if they were left behind, how did Clair know where they were so shortly after arriving? Yeah, she got here before me but still. Clearly none of this adds up if she didn’t at least somewhat plan this. Maybe the dorm situation made her accelerate her plans, but she has definitely been pushing me towards this at least since she gave me my collar.

Someone else might be mad at her for the manipulation. Luckily for her I’m just mad she isn’t going all the way. What’s wrong with my puppy pussy! How dare she do one of the kinkiest things ever just so she can conspicuously NOT ravish me! My owner is a jerk face, I love master so much please pet my vagina with your cock!

Today we had to stay late in the library to finish a writing assignment. But now we’re back home, and Clair is attaching my tail. I’m used to it enough by now that instead of a whimpering moan I can pant like the needy bitch in heat I desperately want to be for Clair.

She squeezes my cheeks together and baby talks to me, “oh yeah, my good girl likes her tail doesn’t she, yes she does. Who’s my good girl? You know you’re my good girl.” Fuck me. Fuck me now! I bark and ruff at her rough handling of my face. And her lack of handling my genitalia.

She stops petting me and walks into the kitchen to prepare dinner. I follow her to see what she’s planning. It looks like… ravioli? I hope she’s going to feed me directly and not with a bowl, because otherwise things are going to get messy… wait, no. Focus. I whine up at her to get her attention, but she absentmindedly reaches down and pets me.

“Shush baby, mommy’s making dinner right now.” Mommy needs to fuck baby right now!

I know I could have just asked her to do this before I got into puppy mode. But no. This is a matter of principle now. I will be the most adorable goth puppy girl she has ever seen and she will not be able to help herself but to train me sexually.

Unfortunately my imagination is failing to come up with any brilliant seduction plan. Oh well. Puppies are simple, so maybe a simple plan will work its charm.

I’ve been doing a lot of embarrassing things since I met Clair. But this might just be the most embarrassing thing yet. I steel my new puppy heart, and do my best to jump up on Clair’s leg and wedge it between my own. Clair looks down at me exasperated, and I know I only have one shot at this. And so I hump. I hump like my life depends on it because this puppy needs to get laid to maintain its sanity.

Clair blushes at my filthy animal act, but still smiles and lets me continue. “Oh, is Princess feeling a little frisky? Okay. Mommy is just going to put this on low so our yummy dinner doesn’t burn. Then we’ll see what mommy can do for her needy girl, won’t we?”

I don’t know how she can be so calm. I know she doesn’t masturbate anymore, and she hasn’t touched me for a week. How can she be so calm when I’m literally throwing myself at her. She pushes me down and finishes with the stove. Then walks to the bedroom, clicking and whistling the whole way to keep my attention as I follow her. She takes my puppy training very seriously. I dutifully follow. At the foot of the bed I see a new doggy bed that wasn’t there before. She calls me over and I wait for her to pick me up and put me on the bed so we can have our fun. I’m not thrilled about using the doggy bed later tonight but… why isn’t she picking me up?

She clips a leash to my collar and pulls me to the new dog bed. “Such a needy girl. Don’t worry. Mommies going to take care of you.” I’m pretty confused as to what she plans on doing. I sit down while I try and figure it out. Clair quickly grabs my tail and pulls up, forcing me to get back up on all fours. “Ah ah ah, keep your tail up. Mommy has just the thing for **** little puppies like my sweet Princess.”

She slides behind me and I feel her cock at my entrance. I realize suddenly that she’s not going to fuck a dog on the bed. Puppy girls get fucked on the floor. I’d been trying to get her to play with me on the bed almost all week. What a silly puppy I was being.

Finally, after so very long, Clair slips inside my pussy. I whine and moan with sweet success, but I know this is just the beginning. Her hands clasp me tightly by the waist and begin pistoning me back rapidly. She wastes no time being gentle, she knows how much I desperately crave this.

Unfortunately my excitement is too much for me and I quickly climax. I let out a high pitch whining as my body convulses around my owners rigid cock. I feel familiar waves of pleasure wash over me, and try to subside. But the waves can’t go down, because Clair is still pounding into me. I weakly try and pull away, not really scared, just confused in my minds animalistic state how she was able to keep going. She should be just as horny as me. So how is she doing this! The waves keep crashing against my mind, rising higher and higher. I feel her hand grab my tail and pull. The belt keeps it in but the pressure on my ass combined with the constant pounding of my cunt is leaving me with very little in the way of brains.

“Does my sweet Princess like her treat? Is she enjoying her bone? Does my baby want cummies before dinner?” Oh god yes, I yelp and whine in pleasure as her words join in the violent surges of lust crashing through my brain with every thrust.

Finally after what seems like an eternity and three soul consuming orgasms, she finally fills me with her precious cum. I have very few thoughts in my head left besides unconditional love for my Master.

Later that night, Master is feeding me spoonfuls of Ravioli. The look of love and affection she gives when I’m her puppy… I know she loves me when I’m not a puppy too, we both fell in love well before this, the baby growing happily in me is proof of that. But her love for Princess… I’m even more addicted to it.

I love you Master, please keep me forever!