Toilet Training (2)
"The training itself is simple. All you have to do is expel whatever's inside your ass — right here, on this."
"Woof…?"
The command Master had just given me nearly startled actual words out of my mouth. Empty everything that was inside my ass? Right here?
It took a moment for the meaning to land. But it wasn't long before I understood exactly what he wanted: I was to squat over a puppy pad in the most vulgar pose imaginable and, right in front of him, spray out every last drop of the enema fluid packed inside me.
"You'll pull the tail out yourself and empty everything out. Simple, right?"
"Woof?? Woof woof…!"
"Good. This time you're going to try it on your own. Understood?"
"W-woof! Woof…"
Pull the tail out with my own hands, then expel the enema fluid waiting inside. There was no way I could go through with a play that absurd — but a command from Master left no room for refusal.
I carefully reached back and took a delicate hold of the tail. I barely gripped it — just enough to lift the limp thing — and even that was enough to set the plug humming and buzzing to life.
"Hngh…♡ Haaah…"
"Hurry up and pull it out. What are you waiting for, Jihye?"
"W-woof! Ahhngh…! Hehh…♡"
His impatience made me grab the tail a little harder, and the vibration surged stronger than before. The plug began to churn slowly through my insides. My legs were already trembling so badly I thought I might collapse, and still the tail showed no intention of coming free of my ass.
I would have to grip it far harder than this, yank the plug out by force, and then empty the enema. In the end I let go of the tail and hung my head.
"What's this, Jihye? You don't think you can do it?"
"Woof woof…! Nngh…"
Of course I couldn't. Even trying to pee in the submission pose had taken every ounce of resolve I had. And the squirting on the puppy pad — that had only been possible because Master had touched my clit and worked his fingers into my pussy. But blasting enema fluid out of my ass, and doing it while I ripped a wildly vibrating plug out with my own hands? Even for a vulgar little bitch who barely qualified as human, that was an impossible play.
"Hmm. That's a problem. Is this really too much for my Jihye?"
"Woof woof…"
"I see. So that's how it is."
I nodded as carefully as I could, and Master rose from his seat and came toward me. Was I about to be punished? I squeezed my eyes shut, half expecting a fist or a kick — but thankfully, he didn't lay a hand on me that way.
For a fleeting second I even dared to hope he might understand, that his patience might be wide enough to let me off. That hope shattered the instant he seized my tail in a crushing grip.
"Hyaaaaang♡"
"Since when did I give a bitch the right to refuse her training?"
"Haaang♡ Hic♡ P-plea— ahhh♡"
"I haven't given you permission to speak like a person yet, Jihye. If you're a bitch, you cry like a bitch. Isn't that right?"
"Hyaaaut…. Heuk♡ Woof woof…!"
I clung to my senses and barked the way a bitch should, and the hand on my tail eased just a little. The plug had thrashed so violently through my ass that I'd nearly blacked out. It had settled to something I could just barely endure, and I clutched my shaking legs and held the pose by a thread.
Master showed no sign of letting go. The plug stayed buried in my hole, still buzzing.
"Jihye. What did I teach you the first time we trained?"
"Nngh…♡ Woof…"
"Answer me. Or are you not going to?"
I almost spoke — then his words came back to me, that I hadn't been given permission to use human language, and I barked in a frantic rush. The plug tearing through my ass kept wringing moans out of me, but I tried to weave bitch-sounds through them, desperate to please him. I was drowning in the pain and the pleasure of that plug wrecking my hole, making filthy little noises, when Master gently released my tail and spoke.
"That's it. Absolute obedience to your Master's commands, for as long as the training lasts."
"Woof…"
"Even now, you're following the order to make nothing but bitch-sounds until I say otherwise. Aren't you?"
"Woof woof…!"
"So why refuse the order to empty your ass?"
"Woof…"
"My Jihye promised she'd take her training well. And then the second the words are out of your mouth, you show me something this weak?"
"Nngh…"
"It's not as if I'm forcing this on you."
Master looked straight at me, but I didn't dare meet his eyes. Every word he'd said was true. This training hadn't come from him alone — my own will was in it too. I hadn't been kidnapped and dragged here and made to play the bitch against my will. Nobody was holding anything over me. I had asked him for this. The one who had wanted to be trained was no one but me.
"Well? Isn't that right? Go on and tell me. I'll let you speak."
"I-I'm sorry, Master…"
"I'm not looking for an apology."
"You're right…. The reason I'm being trained is that I wanted it. It came from me, and only me."
"That's right. So why hesitate? Why break the command, my Jihye?"
"That's…"
Some instinct told me I was allowed to explain myself, and the words tumbled out in a rush. The plug was vibrating so hard I couldn't pull it out with my own hands. And even after it came out, emptying an enema in this pose would be unbearably awkward and humiliating. I told him all of it, and Master listened to every word, nodding as though he understood.
"I see. So that's why it was hard. My Jihye."
"I-I'm sorryyy…. A bitch like me shouldn't even be worrying about things like that."
"No. Of course you can. Nobody's good at this from the start. That's what the training is for — to work on the parts that aren't there yet."
"Nngh…. Thank youuu…"
"But in exchange, once this session is over, I expect something better from you next time. Understood?"
"Yes, Master. I'll do my very best…!"
"Good. I'd rather not have any reason to be disappointed in my Jihye."
Master stroked my hair, slow and gentle. A warm touch, heavy with love. If I could have that hand all to myself, there was nothing I wouldn't do. Become a vulgar little bitch and perform for him. Become his personal meat toilet and take every last one of his desires with my whole body. Whatever the play, I could endure it. I could take it all.
"Shall we pick the training back up, then?"
"Woof!"
"Good. You said the vibration made the plug too hard to pull out, didn't you?"
"Woof…"
I nodded carefully. Maybe he meant to switch the vibration off when it was time to pull — a small mercy. The feeling of something that full being forced out of my ass would still be hard to bear, but without the buzzing I thought I could manage it. Hope fluttered through me and I wriggled my hips, and a moment later Master took hold of my tail.
"Then that's what we'll practice first."
"W-woof? Hiiik…!"
Something was wrong. I knew he'd grabbed my tail because the plug roared to life inside me — as violently as before, enough to turn my insides out. Which meant he was gripping it hard. Which meant—
"Let's get you used to the feeling of it coming out, shall we?"
"Woof…?!"
Pop!
"Hyaaaaang♡"
The plug tore free in a storm of vibration, churning along my walls as it left me. My legs were already spread, my sphincter already open, and my asshole surrendered the plug without a fight. The enema fluid that had been packed inside came flooding out with it.
Fwoosh…! Drip, drip…
"Hnnn…. Ehh…♡"
"Mm. Yank it out in one go and she empties right out, just like that."
"W-woof…. Heuk…"
"Good girl, Jihye. You're keeping up so well."
His praise pulled me back to myself, and I realized I was hanging limp against his hands. I hadn't been able to hold myself up. I'd simply collapsed. A fierce shame rolled through me, but it wasn't all bad. I'd managed to expel it. That meant this training was over…
"Alright. I'll fill you back up. Stay down."
"W-woof?!"
"Why that look? I said we'd keep going until you got used to it. Of course we're repeating this."
"Woof! Woof woof…! Woof woof woof…"
"Ah, don't worry. This time I'll use some extra equipment."
I went slack with disbelief, and Master's hands began to move over my body, arranging me. When I came back to myself a little later, I was bound in rope from head to toe and set over the puppy pad. He'd tied me in the submission pose with my arms pulled behind my back, then hung me so that my feet barely brushed the pad. More enema fluid than before filled my ass, and a plug far thicker than the first one sealed the hole.
"Shall we begin the training?"
"Woof…! Woof woof…"
"Getting used to the feeling of the tail coming out comes first, so…"
Master looked at me, waiting, and I gave a weak little howl and nodded. I should have pulled it out myself when he'd given me the chance. I regretted it now, but it was far too late.
"We'll try it about three times, I think."
"Woof…"
"Good. Let's go."
All I could do was accept the harsh toilet training Master had prepared for me.