Cute puppy face

I wag my tail and bark happily. Train me mommy! Train me daddy! What will you teach me? I can bark and yip like a good puppy! I can fetch and shake and sit and stay! I’m a good girl, let me show you! I can’t hold still, my whole body is shaking with how badly I want to please them both, to earn their praise. I’m so sorry for running away from the Pound! Let me be your good girl!

Mom chuckles at my eagerness. “Well, you’re certainly a lot more lively than before. Were you just nervous around so many people, my sweet sensitive baby?”

Yes mommy! Don’t be mad at me! Love me! “Bark bark!” Dad laughs at my antics.

“So you are a shy little one. Well, good masters appreciate the personality of their pet.” Dad leans down and pets me roughly along the sides of my body. He then leads me to the bed and has me crawl up onto it. I’m so happy to be on the furniture! I can look at mommy and daddy much easier from here without craning my neck so much.

“Bark bark!” I try to rub my face against dad, but he stands back away from the bed. Him and mom contemplate me for a moment as I shake with my need to please them.

They discuss my training up to that point, their beating of my butt yesterday, and my less painful training outside on the leash. They seem a little frustrated because I am always eager to learn, so they have little reason for sexy punishments, and they don’t want to punish me for being scared in a club. Should I be a naughty puppy? Will that make them happy? My puppy heart breaks at the thought. I want them to be happy with me, but I also want to be their good girl. I whine and whimper. Let me be a good girl for you!

Mom smiles at my fearful expression and comes over to pet and comfort me. “Aw, is mommy’s good girl scared we won’t play with you anymore? Don’t worry, mommy and daddy will play with you, we just need to… escalate your training. You’ve been such a good girl, you’re definitely ready for more.”

While I bask in mom’s attention, I don’t notice dad step aside. When I turn to look at him, his cock is out and pointing right at my face. I glance nervously at mom. I’ve already been trained sexually a little, when mom didn’t know I was her daughter. Is she really okay with me servicing dad this way? She smiles at me, scratching me behind my neck. “Such a good girl. You want to suck your daddy’s cock? Does my good little girl want to make daddy feel good?”

Her words should repulse me… but her tone of egging on a puppy to play makes my heart flutter. Yes mommy, I want to suck on his cock! “Bark!” I shake my tail eagerly, happy to serve my daddy, even as the rational part of my brain stomps off to fume in the back of my head at how this can’t possibly end well. Silly rational mind, my masters want this, so it can’t be bad.

Dad chuckles at my eagerness and gently grabs my collar to hold me still from all my eager shaking, so he can line up his cock with my puppy lips. I happily start licking the tip, tasting the pre-cum that is already forming and acting as my special treat for being a good girl. Mom’s hands drift down my body and begin teasing my pussy lips as dad shifts his hips forward and slides his cock into my mouth.

Any resistance I have is melted away. I’m not their daughter, that would be silly. I’m a pet. Their pet. I eagerly suck and lick the cock that coincidentally made me and is attached to my master. I roll my tongue under the shaft and lean forward with a happy hum, massaging master’s length with the vibrations like a good girl.

As mom and dad pet and pamper me, and I calm down by focusing on being gentle with the meat in my mouth, I manage to think ahead a little bit. I glance over at mom as she smiles at me and dad while petting me. She… is okay with me sucking dad’s cock. She is instigating me doing so. I… I am a happy puppy sucking my daddy’s cock. I whimper around his cock as my pussy clenches and weeps in further confusion.

I shouldn’t want this. But as mom’s hand slowly massages my back and slides down to my pussy, I can’t help but look up at daddy with complete adoration and hum my satisfaction in a way I hope vibrates pleasantly against his cock down my throat. Daddy’s hand comes down on my head to hold me against his crotch and pet me while I eagerly lick and suck him, **** to please my daddy, my master. Mom’s hand rubs slowly against my pussy, slowly increasing in speed as if to encourage me to work my daddy’s shaft faster.

Despite technically having done it before, the earlier blowjob under the table seems chaste by comparison. Somehow everything seems more intimate, more deliberate, and more taboo as mom knowingly stokes my heat by rubbing my pussy. She coos in my ear, “that’s a good girl. Suck daddy’s big hard cock. Be a good girl for the cock that made you.” Mom is extra careful to whisper the last part low and into my ear, so daddy can’t hear. Then she kisses my cheek before standing up tall and kissing daddy while she keeps petting my hot and ready pussy.

After several heart pounding minutes of daddy fucking my face gently, he pulls out and leans down. Smiling at me, he reaches down and rubs my cheek lovingly. Which jostles my mask… just a little. Just a tiny bit. Just the smallest bit too much. But too much just the same. My dad’s face freezes, first in confusion, then in clear concern. I can practically see the thought first appear in his head, followed by the denial. Of course it couldn’t be what he thought, that would be crazy… I whimper as his hand firmly slides up and grasps my mask. First he just moves it slightly, no doubt wanting to maintain the mystique and glamour of the resort. But when the slight movement of the mask only reveals more of the face he is slowly coming to dread recognizing, he gulps slowly.

Mom recognizes what is happening and quickly tries to intervene, “dear, why don’t you look at her ass? She has such a cute tushy…” Her efforts are to no avail. No amount of my cute butt with a cute tail can pull away daddy’s eyes from my face as his grip on my face solidifies. I whimper more in the kind of existential fear it is impossible to adequately convey to anyone else, as daddy slowly pulls off my mask to reveal my face after I just got done sucking his cock.

I… I don’t know what to do. I feel tears begin to form on my eyes as I see my daddy’s world collapse in his eyes. Shock, fear, confusion… disappointment, disgust… I whimper as I feel my stomach, my lungs, and my heart all drop low from my body as my daddy kills me with a single look.

Mom tries to act shocked, but I don’t think it’s very convincing. “Marina?! What, why are you here…?” In the back of my mind I am happy I don’t have to use the bathroom, as my whole body feels like jelly and I definitely don’t have control of any of my bowels right now. Daddy’s eyes slowly unfocused from me and he looks up, still clearly in shock. He walks out of the room and onto the hotel room. Balcony, a small balcony attached to the room.

As I watch daddy walk away, what little control I have is lost and I feel a stream of urine drip down from my pussy. My whimpers join with my growing sobs to become a soft keening sound throughout the room as mommy pets my head softly and coos gently to me in a fruitless effort to comfort me as I unintentionally but very successful destroy our entire family.