Fetch!

The sight of two naked, young women crawling on their hands and knees, growling for communication, and lapping at each other in the most intimate areas as they occasionally played, brought smiles and laughter to everyone the three of you passed by. When Casey sought to mark her terrority on a bench, occupied by a bored mother, through humping it in order to soak it in her wetness, Rebecca's admonishment by lightly biting her nipple before you could utter a single word brought forth a wave of praise at the eldest pet's training, although it was nearly drowned out by your newest's embarrassingly loud moan. You comforted the older woman, sharing that you intended to fix up the horny animal's heat by painting her ovaries white, to which she nodded wisely and muttered that the sooner it happened, the better.

Her brown eyes had sparkled brightly at the treatment planned for her, having no trace of shame whatsoever when you yanked her closer. As you moved on, you noticed Casey begin to bluntly shove her dripping pussy in view every chance she got, indicating without a single word her clear agreement with the annoyed middle-aged woman's advice.

You laughed at her finally listening to some sexual counselling from her elders and started to think of a way to prolong her sheer want a little longer. Almost as pleasuable as sticking your dick into them, was the tricks you could get your pets to perform, for you may be a bit twisted but the power you had was intoxicating.

When Rebecca shoved herself under the skirt of another woman, brushing past you in her haste, your thoughts coalesced in inspiration. Wearily pulling your pet back before she could sneakily lick the sacred spot between thighs again, to the business woman's thankful but disappointed grin, you had both of your pets turn around and sit down.

The bare, hanging breasts and arousal on display nearly distracted you from what you had planned, yet you stayed true to the course.

"Since the both of you have shown to be driven purely by what's between your legs, I think we can play a game." Their nipples and ears perked to attention. "Whoever retrieves for me a pair of worn panties first, using only her mouth, will be rewarded by having her insides stuffed with my cum. Now, fetch!" And with that short speech, you let go of the leashes.

Letting out a whine of desperation, Casey turned around and set off with blinding speed, still on her hands and knees, as she sought to intercept the friendly business woman from earlier - now a short distance from where you currently stood. Gasping in betrayal, Rebecca sought to do the same but could not keep up as she had one hand on her pussy to, earnestly if not successfully, prevent any leakage from your earlier fun.

Unaware of the two nude women, debasing themselves like dogs and trailing cords while methodically closing in on her, the target continued ignorantly chatting on her phone. The stream of conversation was interrupted by a small shriek, though, as Casey lewdly shoved her face into her ass. It turned into laughter, however, as she saw it was the wild-eyed girl, and the woman placated whoever was on the phone while simultanously giving the pet a couple scratches on her ear. By the time Rebecca drew near, the petite pet had convinced the woman with pleading eyes and whines to, with exasperation, let her shove her head up her skirt.

Your oldest pet tried to delay the quick end to the game by gently biting on the clit of her competition, but ironically provided another reason for the pleased barks Casey let out as she emerged with her mouth stuffed full of the business woman's underwear. As you casually made your way there, you saw that the public stripping was met with the same amount of affection as finally playing with the dog after a long day; a fond smile broke out on the busy woman's face.

"Again, no need to worry Dianna, I just let a pet pull my panties off with her teeth. Yes, she really is quite cute." Snippets of dialogue became clearer as you picked up both of their leashes again.

She let out a sharp laugh, "No, I did not spread any peanut butter there. If I had, maybe my husband would get a hint next time in bed."

"Hope you are are not too bothered, ma'am," you cut-in with an apology, "Pets, am I right?" With that, you gestured to the both of them playfully tugging on the strip of cloth with their teeth.

"No need to worry, they are adorable! Sorry Dianna, let me speak to the owner for a little bit." Putting her phone in her coat's pocket, she faced you with a bright smile. "The smaller one seems a bit less trained, did you adopt her recently?"

"Yes! She had flaunted such happiness after we had put on a show earlier," you said, lightly squeezing Rebecca's left breast, "that not doing so would have felt like abandoning a puppy."

"How kind! But have you fixed her yet?" Her gaze dissected the obvious arousal dripping onto the floor. "She seems to be in a mood, if you know what I mean."

"Actually, I plan on letting nature run its course. Some pets, like herself, are meant to be broodmothers and fortunately for her, I'm willing to step up to hard job of impregnation."

"I'm glad, babies are just the cutest things even if my husband doesn't agree. Well, I'd talk more but work is busy. Show me some pictures of the pups if we meet again!" Then she was off with a wave, uncaring of her pantyless status and phone once more in hand.

Your pets had been awfully quiet as you took in the nice butt walking away, and so you turned around and saw the antics the two of them had come up with in a few seconds of inattention. Fetched panties muffling her yips of excitement, Casey was positioned spread-eagle on the floor, and though you felt conflicted at a bare butt blocking much of what was happening from your perspective, you moved around due to curiosity and saw that Rebecca had her pinned for the purpose of leaving small bite-marks around her collarbone. Hypnotically, drops from the bred woman's gushing entrance fell onto the lower woman's stomach and made their way down to mix with the arousal pooling at the matching site.

Such sights carried the same sort of pointing and staring as two dogs play-wrestling to the people in the mall. As was becoming a common occurance, a small crowd formed around the three of you as they cooed at such wholesome behaviour.