Bitch Training (3)
Taehyun
"Nngh…! Ahngh♡ Nngh♡"
I watched in silence as Jihye strained against the chair, bound and writhing.
"Nngh…. Uuungh♡"
Whether she was truly suffering, though, I couldn't quite say. The rhythm of her trembling, the slick arousal spilling from her pussy — all of it made it painfully clear she was feeling pleasure too.
She's getting off even like this? Tied up and left alone.
I'd originally planned to leave her for just a few minutes before letting her down. Imprint on her that my commands were absolute, that defying them brought real pain, then ease her into the rest through other kinds of play.
But if she's getting off on this, I want to take it further.
Now that I knew neglect play worked on her, I changed the plan. I'd use this for her training.
Just before she reached her first climax, I made a show of opening the door and walking back in, footsteps loud enough to hear. I'd been pretending to leave and watching her in secret, so I had to sell the return if I didn't want to confuse her.
Sure enough, she took it as me coming back from outside. She lifted her head and started looking around, searching for me.
"Been thinking hard all by yourself, Jihye?"
"Nngh…! Hngh…."
"You must've enjoyed your alone time. You look like you're feeling pretty good."
"Nngh!!"
"No? It hurt that much?"
"Nngh…!"
She twisted violently in the chair, moaning hard. She was probably trying to convince me she was in genuine agony — but I'd already watched her get off on being abandoned. That wasn't going to work on me.
"Don't give me that. You don't get to say it hurt when you've soaked yourself like this."
"Ahngh…! Ahh…♡"
"So my Jihye's a pervert who gets off on being tormented and left alone, huh?"
"Nngh…♡ Hngh…♡"
"Then again, you came to me yourself asking to be made into a bitch. Of course you'd be into this."
"Nngh…!"
I toyed with her pussy, slick and dripping, and leaned in close to her ear, pouring shame into every word. One after another, the kind of humiliation that stripped a person of their dignity — and every word only made her leak more, her whole body shaking with pleasure. She jerked like she'd been shocked each time my fingers brushed her. I played with her like that for a while, savoring every twitch, then lifted my hand and stroked her cheek.
"I did give you some time to think, though. Has my Jihye become a slightly better bitch?"
"Nngh…! Ahngh!!"
"Hmm. I can't understand a word of that. Is it because your mouth's stopped up?"
"Nngh…!"
"Alright. I'll take the gag out, like you want. But you'd better think carefully about what you say."
I leaned in and whispered against her ear.
"If it isn't the answer I want, I'll give you even longer to think this time."
"Ahngh…."
Jihye shuddered. I watched her for a moment, then reached out and slowly pulled the gag from her mouth.
The silicone dildo slid free of her throat, and she gasped in relief, sucking in air. I switched off the vibrators tormenting her body as well, then gave her plenty of time to settle. Once her breathing had evened out, I spoke again, slow and even.
"Alright. Let's hear from my good little bitch."
"…I'm sorry, Master. I-I won't disobey your orders again…."
"Mm. And?"
"I-I'll be a good bitch who listens to Master from now on…. I'll obey whatever order you give me…♡"
"Hmm…."
I said nothing, just looked at her. Unease crept in, and her body began to tremble.
It wasn't a bad answer. It just wasn't the one I wanted.
I picked up the dildo gag and stepped toward her again.
"Open your mouth."
"M-Master, please don't…. Have mercy…."
"Open your mouth."
"Y-yes…."
She parted her lips, shaking. I shoved the dildo gag in hard, checked that she could still breathe and that it sat properly, then buckled it so she couldn't spit it out. Last, I switched the vibrators on her pussy and nipples back on. A choked moan spilled from her throat.
"Nngh…! Ahngh…♡"
"Nngh…?"
"Alright. Let's give you some more time to think."
She convulsed in the chair, moaning through a tangle of pain and pleasure, and I stood there and watched. The point of this punishment was to make her accept what she was. The moment training began, she wasn't my girlfriend anymore. She was nothing but a filthy little bitch — and I needed her to understand that completely.
"Well, Jihye? Figured out what I want yet?"
"Nngh…! Ahngh…♡"
"You have? Good. Let's hear it, then."
About five minutes later she managed a shaky nod, and I unbuckled the gag. The moment her mouth was free, that pretty voice of hers came spilling out.
"M-Master…. I've become a good bitch…."
"Have you?"
"Yes, so please, forgive me now…."
"Doesn't seem like you've become a bitch yet."
"What…?"
"Open your mouth."
It still wasn't what I wanted, so I sealed her mouth again without hesitation and kept the punishment going.
I wondered if she'd ever figure it out on her own. I could have just given the order and made her obey — but I was saving that for a last resort. Even if I forced the behavior I wanted out of her that way, it wouldn't be real training. What I'd learned was this: perfect training meant breaking a person's will until they had no choice but to become what you wanted. What I wanted was for her to become my bitch. And for that, I had to break her.
She wanted that too. I was sure of it.
"Nngh…. Master…."
"No. Open up again."
"Y-yes…."
How many times did I unbind her mouth, listen to her answer, and tie her back up?
"Alright, Jihye. Did you think it through this time?"
"…Woof. Woof woof."
"What was that?"
"Woof woof! Hah-hah♡"
I'd stepped out to take care of a few things and come back to find her already transformed — exactly the bitch I'd wanted.
"Mm. Now that's more like a bitch's answer."
"Woof…! Woof woof!! Hah-hah♡"
"That's right. A bitch using human words is just ridiculous, isn't it, Jihye?"
"Woof woof…!"
No matter what I said, all that came back was barking and panting. Watching her throw away even speech — the most basic dignity of being human — and sink into being a bitch, I felt something strange twist in my chest.
Was it right to take it this far?
The question surfaced, and I shoved it into a corner and looked at her. Right now, I needed to focus on training her.
"Good. From now on, you act like a bitch until I tell you to stop. Understood?"
"Woof!"
"Shall we go, then? Can't leave a good bitch sitting here."
I unfastened the cuffs and shackles binding her arms and legs, then released the restraint locked around her throat. I pulled the blindfold from her eyes, brought over a dog collar, and fastened it around her neck. Soft padded leather settled against her skin in place of the chair's cold metal, and Jihye let out a small, satisfied moan. Maybe it was just the relief of being free. Her face looked considerably brighter.
"Let's go, Jihye."
"Woof…!"
"Ah — you're a bitch now, not a person. Maybe I shouldn't use your name?"
"Woof, woof woof!"
"Alright. Then what should I call you…."
Giving her a brand-new puppy name instead of her human one was an option, but nothing decent came to mind. More than that, treating her like an actual dog felt like it would kill the mood. Looking human and still having to act like a dog — that was the whole appeal of a bitch, as far as I was concerned.
I turned it over for a moment, then decided to put it off and go with the classic.
"Calling you 'bitch' is probably best, huh?"
"Woof woof…!"
"Good. Then follow me. You bitch."
"Woof…♡"