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Chapter 45: The Loyal Dog [R-18]
🕑 Added 2025-08-07 13:45:40 +0000 UTCTen minutes that felt like an eternity had passed… Owen slowly sipped the last of the red wine in his glass, letting his thoughts and the desire that had been ignited run wild. Jessica’s final word still echoed in his head… "Master"… The address fully awakened the possessive, dominant instinct within him.
When the time was up, he put down his wine glass and stood to his full height, walking with a steady gait towards the bedroom door, which was left ajar for him. Every step was heavy and filled with anticipation. He pushed the door open gently…
And the sight he beheld made him freeze, his breath catching for a moment…
Her bedroom was beautifully arranged, illuminated only by the soft, dim light from a bedside lamp. And on the fluffy fur rug in the center of the room… Jessica was kneeling on all fours, awaiting his arrival.
She was in a set of black lace lingerie that barely covered anything at all. It was intentionally designed to be open-cupped, revealing the mounds of her fair flesh and her hard, pinkish nipples, which were pierced with small, shiny metal rings. The bottom part was also crotchless, blatantly revealing her smooth, hairless, swollen slit.
On her head was a jet-black dog ear headband. Around her elegant neck was a thick, tight-fitting leather collar, from which a long leather leash hung down to the floor. And the thing that drew Owen’s eyes the most was… the black butt plug with a dog tail inserted in her ass. Its fluffy tuft of a tail swayed slightly every time she shifted her hips… She had become a perfect and completely slutty "loyal dog."
[Character Illustration: Jessica cosplaying as a dog 1]
[Character Illustration: Jessica cosplaying as a dog 2]
She looked up at him, her eyes trembling yet resolute, before she began to slowly and gracefully crawl towards him on all fours, like a well-trained pet. She stopped at his feet and, with trembling hands, offered the cold end of the leather leash to Owen.
A single tear rolled down her cheek before she made her true request with determination.
"Please… be my master, Owen~" her voice was shaky but laced with resolve. "Order me… be rough with me as you please… Please make my body… remember only my master's touch… Please help me overwrite the disgusting memories of that bastard… make them disappear."
Owen understood instantly that this wasn't just about sex, or a simple role-playing game. It was a ritual of "healing" and "reclamation" for her soul. He would have to use his dominance to completely erase the effects of Cole's disgusting control. He would have to willingly accept the role of her "master."
He leaned down and took the leather leash. Its cool, smooth touch gave him a strange sense of power. He looked down at his new "pet," kneeling before him, with the eyes of a complete possessor.
“Look up at me… little dog,” he gave his first command, his voice deep and powerful.
Jessica flinched slightly at the name but slowly lifted her head to meet his eyes as commanded. Her moist eyes were trembling and filled with a mixture of emotions: shame, excitement, and wholehearted submission. A satisfied smirk appeared on Owen’s lips when he saw her obedient gaze.
“Very good,” he whispered flatly, before giving the leash a gentle but firm tug. It wasn't a yank, but a clear, wordless signal for her to get up and crawl after him.
Jessica began to crawl on all fours, expertly following his lead. The thick, soft fur rug cushioned her knees and palms, but with every movement, the lace lingerie chafed against her skin, igniting a strange sensation within her. The fluffy dog tail plugged in her ass swung back and forth with her movements, a captivating sight.
The end of the leather leash connected to the collar on her elegant neck grew slightly taut. The sound of the small metal chain connecting them went "jingle-jangle" in the silence of the bedroom. It was the only sound that signaled the movement of the loyal slave who was about to begin her lesson.
He walked to the center of the dimly candlelit room and turned to look at the beautiful form that was kneeling, waiting for his command, before he began to give simple orders to test her submission.
“Sit.”
His deep voice echoed in the silence. Jessica obeyed without question. She lowered her hips to sit on her heels, a posture that made her open, bare breasts seem even more prominent.
“Lie on your back.”
She slowly lay back on the rug, revealing her smooth, swollen slit, which was blatantly exposed by the crotchless lingerie, under the flickering candlelight. It was already damp and twitching slightly with excitement.
“Down.”
She flipped over, returning to her all-fours position once more.
“Roll over.”
Jessica rolled across the rug, a little clumsily. Shame and excitement warred within her, but she followed every command without resistance.
Owen smirked with satisfaction. “Very good… my little dog,” he praised in a flat tone. “Now… crawl and lie down at my feet.”
Jessica obediently crawled towards him until her face was only a few inches from his strong, bare feet. She could feel the heat from his skin.
“What a shame, your master's feet are dirty right now. So… lick them clean…”
The command made Jessica freeze for a moment. Shame and the last remnants of her reason screamed within her. Heat rushed to her face, turning it crimson. But when she looked up and met his cold, powerful eyes… the eyes that promised to protect and possess her… she knew this was what she wanted. Complete submission to destroy her old, tainted self.
She slowly leaned down, her trembling tongue flicking out to lightly lick the top of his bare foot at first, before growing bolder, lapping all over the sole. The rough texture and the faint salty taste of his skin, mixed with the feeling of complete domination, shattered the walls of her shame and released her deepest, most slutty desires. Her slit began to grow slick and wet, uncontrollably.
After she had cleaned them to his satisfaction, Owen gave his next command.
“Very good…” he said, using the tip of his foot to lift her chin. “Now tell me… who do you belong to?”
“I… I belong to… Master,” she answered, her voice shaky, her moist eyes looking at him with worship.
“Louder!” he barked softly, but with the force of a thunderclap.
“I belong to Master!” she answered, her voice loud and clear this time. The feeling of declaring her new identity was strangely thrilling, making her body tremble.
“Good girl~” Owen smiled with satisfaction. “Since you are mine… your pleasure is also mine… Pleasure yourself for me, now!!”
Jessica’s eyes widened with a mixture of shock and excitement. She slowly moved her trembling hand down between her legs, sliding her middle finger into the wet, plump folds of flesh that were waiting to be invaded. The tip of her finger touched the hard nub of her clit, which was covered in the clear fluid that was flowing from her nonstop. She maintained eye contact with her master the entire time as her finger began to slowly grind her clit in circles.
Schlick Schlick Schlick~
Squish Squish Squish~
Squelch Squelch Squelch~
“Ah… Aahh… Mmm~” a sweet moan escaped her lips, unable to be suppressed.
“Faster…” Owen ordered, his voice cold and flat. “I want to see you come… now.”
The command was like a switch being flipped. Jessica immediately quickened the pace of her finger. She rubbed her clit frantically, like someone who had never felt pleasure before. Her hips swayed back and forth uncontrollably, her eyes beginning to glaze over and roll back slightly before her body tensed violently.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!!”
Gush Splooge-splooge-splooge
Squelch-squelch-squelch~
She screamed at the top of her lungs as her love juice gushed out, staining the fur rug before her like a broken dam. Her body went limp, completely spent, panting heavily as if she had just run a marathon.
But the lesson… was not over yet.
Even though Owen let her recover for over 5 minutes, Jessica’s body was still trembling from her first release. She lay panting on the soft fur rug, but her master’s arms made no move to comfort her. His eyes were still cold and full of authority, as if looking at an unfinished piece of art.
“Get up… and go to the bed,” Owen ordered, his voice merciless. “Crawl like the dog you are, and present your ass… I’m going to punish a naughty dog who made the floor dirty.”
Those words pierced Jessica’s heart. They were cruel and humiliating… but they were also what she desired most. She forced her weak, almost molten body to get up and crawl on all fours again, heading for the king-sized bed, which was covered in pristine white sheets.
She clumsily climbed onto the bed before arranging herself as commanded… She planted her palms and knees on the cool, soft sheets, arching her hips as high as she could. Her rounded buttocks, adorned with the dog tail plug, were presented prominently before Owen, a seductive sight. It was the most blatant invitation… a submission without any defense.
Owen followed her, stopping silently behind her. He placed his palm gently on her soft, smooth ass cheek. The gentle touch made Jessica flinch slightly, before he asked in a chilling voice that made her whole body tremble.
“Are you ready for your punishment?”
“Yes… Master…” she answered, her voice hoarse.
SMACK!
His heavy palm came down on her left ass cheek with full force, without any warning. The sound of flesh on flesh echoed through the silent room. The sharp pain shot from her buttocks through her entire body, making Jessica jolt.
“Aah!”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Owen continued to slap her without holding back, alternating left and right in a heavy, steady rhythm. Her once-fair white ass began to turn a rosy pink… then slowly grew redder and redder with his passion. The burning pain slowly transformed into a strange, thrilling pleasure.
The force of his slaps also vibrated the dog tail plug inserted in her ass. It moved and ground against a sensitive spot inside with every impact, creating a pleasure that was layered on top of the pain until she was nearly crazed… It was the feeling of being truly possessed.
“Ah… Aahh… Please… Master… Harder… Spank me more!” she begged madly, swaying her hips to receive the punishment willingly.
Owen satisfied her demand. He increased the force of his slaps until her ass was bright red, clearly showing the shape of his handprints… It was the "brand" she needed to erase the tarnish of the past. And as he raised his hand for the final slap…
SMACK!
“Aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrggggghhh!!!”
Jessica’s body convulsed violently once more. She reached a climax unlike any she had ever felt in her life… It was a release born from a perfect mixture of pain and pleasure. Another wave of her love juice gushed out, staining the pristine white sheets in a wide circle…
Jessica had submitted completely, body and soul. She collapsed face-down on the pillow, panting heavily, her eyes moist with excitement and ready to receive the "next lesson" from her master…
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