You stroke it

You can’t pass up on this opportunity. Without a second thought, you lift one of your hands off the ground and grab on to your dick. You are immediately rewarded as even the simple feeling of your touch brings waves of pleasure all through your body. As if your hand has a mind of its own, it begins to feverishly stroke. The feeling is indescribable, you can tell you’re only moments away from cuming. Your mind starts to wander, and to your surprise you start to think about Spike, specifically his cock. You start remembering the feeling of it banging you from behind. Picturing Spike on top of you, fully in control, you completely submitting to him, being his bitch. Before you know it, your cock is spewing. Globs of cum float on the surface of the water below you, you can’t remember ever cuming that much before.

You breath deeply as you bask in your much needed release, that’s when you hear it. A low growl sounds from the doorway. You immediately look up to see spike glaring back at you. You say nothing, you just stare back at him wondering what he’s going to do next.

“WOOOOF!” He shouts. You want to shush him in protest, but know that will somehow make things worse.

It’s not long before Jennifer is right behind him.

“What’s wrong boy?” She asks, she pets him before looking in at you. It doesn’t take her long to realize what’s going on.

“Oooooh!” Her voice is low and scolding “BAD GIRL!” She steps over spike and rushes towards the tub.

“Was I not clear?” She asks as she examines the cum filled water. All you can do is put your head down in shame. She reaches for your now flaccid dick and grasps it.

“I guess you’ll have to have stricter training than I thought.” With her other hand, she reaches into her pocket, pulling out another cock cage. She holds it up, revealing that this one is smaller and metal.

“The cages they give at the kennel are so crappy.” She forcefully crams your dick into it snapping the lock in place. “This one’s much higher quality.

She leans back and pulls out a small key.

“The problem with all cock cages is that they make the keys so flimsy.” You watch in horror as she takes the key in both hands and snaps it in half.

“And to think, I was going to have Spike suck you off as a reward for being such a good girl.” She undoes the stopper in the tub, draining the water. She signals for you to get out of the tub and you once again awkwardly stumble out.

Jennifer reattaches your collar and leash, but surprisingly doesn’t put back on any of your cloths. She commands you to sit, which you do and she crouches down in front of you.

“In order for you to learn your place, you’ll have to be punished for this.” She says as she grabs your leash dragging you out of the bathroom.