Attitude Lessons for a Proper Bitch
“Hngh... Nng, ugh...”
“Why are you walking so slowly? I just don't get it.”
“Huu...?”
- Yank...!
“Nng! Hnnghaa!!”
“That's right~. Now you're keeping up nicely.”
The collar around my neck jerked hard, choking off my breath in an instant. I hurriedly shuffled forward in the direction of the pull.
Crawling on all fours with my vision blocked was far more painful and humiliating than I'd imagined.
My knees ached against the hard floor, and every time I failed to keep pace, the leash yanked tight, stealing my air.
Worst of all, every movement made the tail plug buried deep in my ass scrape against my inner walls, sending tingles through my lower belly.
“Hnght...! Nng, nnng...”
“Our puppy's doing so well~. Scampering along like that is just adorable.”
“Hnghaa...! Uu, nng.... W-Woof...!”
“Okay, okay. Alright, then—shall we start the real lesson now?”
Ye-eun led me along for a bit before stopping somewhere. I had no idea where we were and was starting to panic when I felt something touch me through the mittens. This was... a sex toy...?
I couldn't see it clearly, but my mind flashed to all the vicious tools I'd seen before. As I stood there trembling in a daze, Hye-won behind me lightly tapped my ass three times with the paddle.
“Heek...! Uunng...”
The moment I felt the paddle's texture, I dropped prone right there. Then hands—probably Hye-won's—removed the coverings from my hands and feet.
This was a new behavior command she'd taught me after that time I'd vulgarly declared myself a bitch in front of the camera.
Even without explicit orders, if she tapped my ass multiple times while I was crawling on all fours, I had to strip off everything I was wearing and prostrate myself on the spot.
That pose from the erotic illustration collections—the naked dogeza.
The thought of doing it right here in front of these two filled me with intense shame.
“Oh my, looks like our puppy's all ready for class.”
“Woof, woof...! Heung... Woof woof...”
“Good girl. Then let's begin the lesson? Hye-won, hold her for a sec?”
I felt the leash on the floor tug, so I rose up accordingly. Ye-eun must have handed my leash to Hye-won and stepped ahead, because I heard footsteps passing me. Then came the sound of something heavy being dragged, followed by the swish of writing.
What... is going on...?
I couldn't tell what Ye-eun was doing with my eyes blindfolded.
But judging from the sounds and the last thing I'd seen before the blindfold, it seemed like she was writing something on a whiteboard.
And that was probably the content of the lesson for me, the bitch.
“There. Now, class is in session: First Period—Attitude Lessons for a Proper Bitch~.”
“Hic...?!”
“I'll be asking questions any proper bitch should answer, so no spacing out—pay attention.”
As I'd guessed, Ye-eun launched into the lesson like a real cram school instructor.
Her tone alone made her sound like the genuine article.
Except the subject wasn't Korean lit or math—it was bitch attitude theory, utterly ridiculous.
And the student listening wasn't some normal girl, but me, turned into a vulgar bitch. That was the abnormal part.
Anyway, questions, huh.
My heart pounded with anxiety over what insane questions she'd throw at me.
“First question. Whose property are our bitch's pussy, soaked with her juices, and her cute little back hole stuffed full with that tail?”
“......Hnghaa?!”
“A good puppy could answer that in a heartbeat, right?”
What the hell... that's nonsense...!
Her blunt, vulgar question froze my brain.
Logically, my body was mine, but Ye-eun sure as hell wasn't looking for that answer in this situation.
But I couldn't bring myself to say it belonged to my owner, either.
I'd begged for release in pleasure before, sure, but I still had some pride left.
What should I do... Ah?!
As I hemmed and hawed, unable to decide, a brilliant idea hit me.
I was just a dog who couldn't speak human right now.
So if I just barked instead of answering, maybe it'd slide by naturally.
With that thought, I started barking.
“Woof woof...! Woof woof woof!”
“Oh my, what a perfect answer—'It's my owner's,' of course.”
“Woof?!”
“Yeah, that means your bitch pussy and back hole belong to your owner. Obvious correct answer.”
“Woof!!”
But Ye-eun exceeded my expectations, interpreting my dog barks however she pleased.
This was absurd.
Outraged and wronged, I tried to make it clear that wasn't what I meant.
“Th-That wasn't it! I didn't mean—”
- Smack!
“Hyaaah?!”
Hye-won's leather paddle immediately whipped my ass viciously.
Blazing pain flared, and my anal muscles clenched, sucking the tail plug deeper inside.
The agony and weird sensation nearly made me collapse face-first.
“No human talk.”
“H-Hurts, nooo...”
- Smack! Smack!
“Heek?! O-Okay... Hkyaa?! W-Woof! Woof woof woof...”
“Act like a dog, you bitch. No mercy next time.”
“Huu... W-Wooof...”
The searing pain like flesh tearing kept coming, forcing me back to dog barks only.
This meant admitting my sensitive holes belonged to these two delinquents.
And every future question would get the answers Ye-eun wanted.
But clearly stating no would bring more paddling, so no escape there.
I was doomed to become an obedient bitch.
This can't happen. Safe word... Wh-What was it?! I need to say it...
As it got unbearable and I debated using my reserved safe word, I couldn't remember it.
What was it? S-Something familiar, right?
My heart sank as the word for my last safety net wouldn't come.
Now I couldn't resist whatever Ye-eun did.
Whether she knew my inner terror or not, Ye-eun continued leisurely with the second question.
“Good girl. Such a nice answer. Second question.”
“Haa... Nng...”
“When a toy slides into her pussy, should a bitch feel embarrassed and ashamed? Or lewdly thrilled, shaking her hips wildly?”
“Heek?!”
Another brutal question trampling human dignity.
As I froze again, hesitating, Hye-won pressed the paddle into my ass this time.
The tip dug threateningly into the thin skin around the tail plug in my ass crack, goosebumps exploding over me.
“Answer.”
“Woof! Woof wooof!! Woof!”
“That's right, no stalling.”
“Huu.... Woof woof...”
Hye-won smirked and pulled back the paddle, letting me exhale in relief.
For now, I had to obey them.
If I slipped up and got worse punishment, my mind might really break.
Until I remembered the safe word and held it safe in my heart, I'd play fully submissive.
“Good job. Our puppy has excellent class attitude.”
“W-Woof... Huung...”
“That's first period done. Hungry? Let's head to the restaurant for food.”
“Hng...?”
Restaurant? No way there was one inside a motel room.
Maybe dragging me to a table corner for a dog bowl? Anxiety bubbled as—
“Come here, mutt. Crawl faster.”
“Hguk?!”
Hye-won, gripping my leash, yanked roughly and dragged me somewhere.
Ye-eun had tugged gently, but Hye-won was different.
She handled the leather lead like a beast, yanking viciously.
Choking pain made me cough and scramble desperately to match her pace on the floor.
“Haa.... W-Woof!! Hnguuk! Huu...”
“Why so slow. Want your ass lit up again?”
“Wooof!! Hic, woof! Heeuu...”
“Behave. I don't go easy.”
Hye-won's low, menacing voice had me stretching my limbs for all I was worth.
Rough crawling clenched my ass muscles, the tail plug thrusting wildly inside.
Pain from my violated forbidden hole mixed with inexplicable pleasure in my head.
Feels bad. Should feel bad. But weirdly... feels good...♡
How long had we crawled around the room? Finally, Hye-won's steps halted.
“Alright, puppy. Sit for a sec.”
“Hng...?”
“Gotta pad you up before the restaurant~.”
Ye-eun squatted in front of me and started fitting thick, cushy things on my bare knees.
These were... knee pads?
Next, similar-textured gloves on my hands, and soft, plush shoes on my bare feet.
What's this? Why bother with these?
No need for eating in the room.
An ominous unease crept up my throat.
Even blindfolded, I sensed something horrific coming.
And unfortunately, my premonition was spot on.
“Perfect, that should do it.”
“Huu...?”
“Off to the restaurant~.”
- Clank, creak...
“Uugh?!”
With Ye-eun's cheery voice came the heavy iron door swinging open, slamming my eardrums.
A chill wind—totally unlike the stuffy motel room air—brushed my bare skin.
Distant fan hum and the echoing vast-space reverb.
These alien sensations painted the picture for my blindfolded brain.
Out... side?
Those two really planned to take me into the motel hallway.