Watching the Cute Bitch (6)
After tidying up the house, I got Haru's permission and headed for the bathroom. Fortunately, he didn't make a fuss about it — he understood the situation immediately.
"Use the shampoo and body wash we've already got. Just tear open a new shower puff."
"Ah, okay. But Jihye's already in the bathroom..."
"Oh... then just use whatever's already open. A new one would be even better, if you can."
"Got it. Thanks."
"Don't mention it. You guys used our bathroom this time, so next time we're coming over to use yours."
"What? Ah, uh... yeah."
I was thrown off at first, but a moment later I understood what Haru meant and nodded. Looks like things went well with Jisu.
We'd gotten the green light for a double date, which meant it was time to deliver the good news to Jihye. I carefully knocked on the bathroom door where she was washing up.
"Master... Hyun?"
"It's me, Jihye. Can I come in?"
"O-of course! Please come in, Master."
I opened the door and found her inside the shower stall, standing under the spray. There wasn't a trace of soap on her — she'd clearly just been waiting under the water. Perfect timing, I thought, and relayed what Haru had told me.
"Use the shampoo and body wash that's already here, and just open a new shower puff?"
"Yeah. If you've already used the other stuff, it can't be helped — but that's what he'd prefer."
"Understood~. I was waiting to shower with you anyway, Master, so that works out perfectly."
"Right. By the way — you've been waiting this whole time?"
"Of course~."
Jihye smiled and took my hand, pulling me into the stall. It was barely big enough for two, which left us with no choice but to press against each other. Since we were already like this, I drew her flush against me — and she let out a little laugh as she burrowed into my chest.
"I've been waiting for Master to wash my body~."
"Really? I have to wash you?"
"Of course~. Master handled me so roughly that the meat toilet's automatic wash function broke♡"
As she said it, she started subtly rubbing herself against me. The bit about the self-cleaning function breaking down was so ridiculous I almost laughed, but she was too cute not to play along.
"Alright. Guess I've got no choice."
"Hyaang♡"
"I'll just have to wash every inch of you myself. Nice and thorough."
I worked up a lather on my hands with the shower puff, then began gently caressing Jihye's breasts.
After thoroughly enjoying ourselves under the guise of a shower, we finished up and headed for the kitchen, where Haru and Jisu were waiting. Once we'd gotten dressed and blow-dried our hair until it was soft and fluffy, the two of them — who'd clearly gotten ready just like us — came out to greet us.
"You're here, kids?"
"W-woof...!"
As if to make it clear the roleplay still wasn't over, Haru and Jisu welcomed us exactly as they had before. Jisu in particular — or rather, Haru's bitch — was still crouched down with her legs spread and her hands raised over her head, holding the submission pose. Looks like Haru taught her that as the default position too.
I'd never specifically told him to do it this way, but I supposed a student couldn't help but take after his teacher.
"Oh my~. There's still a cute little bitch here~."
"Of course. You two came over as guests to see our bitch, so it's only polite to keep her on display until you leave, right?"
"Woof woof...♥"
"I seeee~. Fine by me! What about you, Master?"
"Hmm? Ah, uh... yeah. Fine by me."
Apparently she had no intention of hiding it in front of our friends anymore — she called me Master right out in the open. We'd already been caught doing this, so it didn't really matter, but still. I considered ordering her back into regular-girlfriend Jihye mode, then decided to let it go. We've already committed to one concept. Might as well stick with it.
"Yeah, it's fine.... So why'd you call us out here?"
"Ah, nothing special. It's lunchtime, so I called you to eat."
"Oh~. Food is goood~. I was just getting hungry."
"I prepped tomato pasta for lunch. It's almost ready, so hang on a bit — I'll have it out in a second."
Following Haru's lead, we sat down at the table and watched the bitch waiting beside us while he set things up. It seemed she'd been ordered to hold the submission pose until further command — she kept it up whether we looked at her or not.
"Mmm~. She really is adorable~."
"Yeah?"
"Of course~! Don't you think she's cute, Master?"
"Well..."
Anything I said about the bitch right now was going to come out sounding like sexual harassment. Then again, Haru had introduced her to us in the first place — maybe he'd already steeled himself for exactly that. Even so, I couldn't quite shake the caution. She wasn't mine. She was someone else's woman.
While I was still figuring out how to respond, Haru came over to set the food on the table and said with a smile,
"Feel free to compliment her. Our bitch loves praise."
"Really? Then I'll just have to shower her with compliments~."
"W-woof...?!"
"You compliment her too, Master~."
"Ah.... I'll leave it to our Jihye. Praise her plenty for both of us."
"Yes, Master! Your command is my wish~."
Even with Haru's permission, I still really didn't feel comfortable teasing another man's woman. This was Jihye's job now, not mine. The moment I handed her full authority, she lit up and started in on the bitch.
"Our little bitch — those bouncing tits are so pretty~. And that pussy, all soaked and dripping — it's so plump and cute~."
"Nngh...!"
"Just utterly vulgar. She's a bitch through and through, isn't she? It suits her so well~."
"Grrrk...!"
At praise that was mockery in all but name, the bitch's face began to flush red. It wasn't embarrassment so much as barely contained fury. I watched with my heart in my throat, half-afraid she'd forget the act entirely and blow up — and that's when Haru, having set a plate in front of me, smiled and pulled a remote from his pocket.
"By the way, I wonder what those vibrators on her tits and pussy are for~?"
"Ah, those. They're for moments like this."
"Hmm? What do you mean, Haru~?"
"For example, when our bitch is this pissed off."
Haru pressed the button on the remote, and the vibrators attached to Jisu's breasts and pussy started buzzing. The bitch let out a moan thick with pleasure, and Haru went on with a wicked grin.
"That's how you calm her down."
"Ooooh~."
"Hyaang! Ahang♥ Hnnngh...♥"
"See? The anger's melting away. Look how much she likes it."
"It is~. I don't suppose I could try the remote~?"
"Yeah, sorry — our bitch isn't trained enough for that yet. Handing it over to someone else is a bit much."
"Ah, that's fine~. We were the same way, so I totally get it."
"Thanks for understanding. Then before we eat, shall we feed our bitch first?"
Having set out the food and dishes on the table, Haru came back with a round bowl that had been sitting on the counter. The center was scooped out like a dog dish, and inside were unidentified brown pellets. He set the bowl right in front of the bitch and gave a stern command.
"Stay."
"W-woof...! Haaah♥"
"That's it. Stay just like that until I tell you to eat. Understood?"
"Heeung♥ Woof...!"
When the bitch nodded, Haru gently stroked her head, then came back and sat down. What's in that bowl... is that actually dog food?
I couldn't quite work up the nerve to ask, and while I was still hesitating, Haru volunteered the answer himself.
"It's our bitch's favorite special-recipe kibble."
"Kibble...? Actual dog food?"
"Well, something like that. Want to try some yourselves?"
"Uh.... Well..."
"Yes!! I want to try it~."
Jihye jumped in first, and Haru smiled as he got up and came back with a bag of kibble from the counter. No matter how I looked at it, that packaging was dog food. I watched in stunned silence as he opened the bag, and a funky, earthy smell rolled out.
"Ugh..."
"Wow, that smell is something else~. She actually eats this?"
"Yep. Want to try one?"
"Sure~."
Jihye reached into the bag, plucked out a single piece of kibble, and popped it in her mouth. Her face immediately crumpled.
"Ugh.... Y-you feed her this...?"
"Yep. Our bitch loves it, though."
"This...?"
"Yep. Watch. Bitch, eat."
"Woof!!"
The moment Haru turned off the vibrators and gave the command to eat, the bitch lunged at the bowl. Watching her crunch away with obvious relish, Jihye's eyes went round and she couldn't look away.
"Wow..."
"See? She loves it."
"She really does..."
"Taehyun, you said you have a bitch of your own, right? Want to take some of this kibble with you?"
"Huh?"
Haru scooped a little kibble into a white plastic bag and held it out to me. The look in his eyes said it plain as day: We can do this. Can you?
Was he throwing down the gauntlet?
Whether it was his idea or Jisu's, now that I was a master, backing down from a challenge like this was out of the question.
"Sure. I'll try feeding it to her."
"M-Master?!"
"If she likes it, I'll ask you later where you get it."
"Sounds good. If it works out, let me know. I'll bring a whole bag next time we come over with our bitch."
"Deal."
The two masters kept talking, and the bitch-in-training caught in the middle of it — suddenly sentenced to a future of kibble — stared at me in abject horror. I met her eyes with a firm look, and after a moment she lowered her head in resignation.
I took the kibble and tucked it into my bag, and Haru smiled as he picked up his fork.
"Alright, then. Dig in."
"Yeah. Let's eat."
"Mmm..."
"Woof♥"
The bitch down below, happily munching her kibble, let out a cute little bark, and my eyes drifted toward her. She'd eaten about half the bowl, and the moment she felt my gaze she smiled. What was with that expression? She was smiling like she knew something I didn't — smug, almost vindicated.
Must have been my imagination.
"What are you doing, Taehyun. You're not eating."
"Ah, yeah. I am."
When Haru spoke up, I pushed the uneasy feeling aside and focused on the food.