Meat Toilet Training Hits Hard From the Start - 6
With my cheek pinned under Master's foot, I stuck out my tongue and lapped up the slick I'd spilled across the floor.
"Mmnh... chup..."
The juices that hit my tongue tasted faintly salty and rank. But whether it was because I'd licked so much of it already that I'd grown used to it, or because I'd truly become a bitch who'd given up on being human, the more I licked, the less I gagged—and the more a twisted thrill and heat rose through me instead.
"They say even a mutt will lick up its own piss. Look at you. Guess that makes you a bitch dog, huh?"
"Aahhn...!"
Hearing Master call me a bitch dog nearly sent me into heat all over again.
"Kyaah!!"
Master seized my hair again and hauled me up.
"Where's your phone?"
"Yes...?"
Thud!
"Uuughh!!!"
Master drove his fist into my womb like a straight punch. It hit so hard I felt my uterus ring.
"Haaagh!!!"
"Phone. Where the fuck is your phone, you bitch dog."
"Hngh!!!! ....Ph...phone...!?"
"It's a waste if only I get to see this. I'm filming this sorry state of yours on your own phone."
"Hngh...!? Ah.. ahh.. that's embarrassing..."
"What?"
Smack!
"Kyaah!"
"A bitch dog is embarrassed about being filmed? Know your fucking place, you worthless cunt."
Master's expression flipped in an instant and he slapped me across the face.
"Ahn.. I... I'm sorry, Master.... This bitch dog forgot her place.. hngh...!"
I pointed with my finger to where my phone was. Master dragged me by the hair over to the desk, snatched up the phone, then hauled me back to the spot on the floor still soaked with my slick.
"Get back down and lick up your cunt juice like a mutt."
"Haahn... yess...♥"
Resistance never even crossed my mind. All I could do was obey Master's orders. He grabbed my hair and slammed my head back to the floor. The moment I pressed one cheek to the ground and started lapping my juices like a dog, a soft click sounded—Master starting to record me licking my own slick on my phone.
I flinched at the shutter sound, then went right back to cleaning the floor with my tongue.
"Chup.. mmph... mmnh... pffh!"
While I licked, Master set his foot on my cheek again and pressed down hard. My phone was capturing every vulgar second of me lapping up my own juices with his sole crushing my face. Master was filming the full extent of my filth.
Once I'd licked enough that the puddle on the floor had nearly vanished, Master grabbed my hair and yanked me up again.
"Aahn...!"
The second he forced me upright by the hair, what filled my vision was my own phone.
"Hey. Look properly."
"Hehhn.. yes..?"
"This face of yours right now. Look at the filthy face of you licking up the piss and cunt juice you spilled."
"Augh..."
I was so ashamed I tried to turn my head and shut my eyes, but with my hair locked in his grip I couldn't twist away. All I could do was squeeze my eyes closed.
"Huuuh...!"
Smack!
"Kyaah!!!"
"You dare shut your eyes?"
Lightning flashed behind my lids. Master had slapped me for closing them.
"Uuh... I can't... uuh...!"
I truly could not look. It was only footage of something I'd already done, but the second I saw it I knew there would be no going back.
Thud!
"Haaagh!!! Uuughh!!"
Master's fist punched into my womb again.
"Hngh...hngh...!"
"Don't make me keep fucking telling you, you piece of shit."
"Hngh.. hah... I.. I'll look..! I... I'm sorry...!"
Terror seized me and I answered at once. And yet the blow to my lower belly—right on the womb—left a strange resonance. I couldn't simply call it pain. It almost felt good.
Master held the phone in front of my face. I opened my eyes and stared at the screen he shoved toward me. He unlocked it, opened the gallery right in front of me, and played the video he'd just taken.
The me on the screen looked more vulgar than anyone alive. Half-lidded eyes, slack face, on my hands and knees licking up the juices I'd spilled on the floor like a dog—all of it captured on my own phone. There was no other word for it. Just a bitch dog. Not human. A bitch.
"Aahh..."
Shame forced soft moans out of me without stop. I'd already lived through becoming that filthy bitch with my own body, but seeing it with my own eyes made the heat climb higher even as the humiliation burned. Something wet was leaking from my cunt again.
When the video ended, Master turned the phone around and aimed it at my face. At the same time another soft click came from the device.
"Get down like a dog right here and present your ass so your hole shows."
"Aahn... emb... yess...♥"
I almost said it was embarrassing again, but I was not human right now. Right now I was nothing but a bitch dog in heat. The thought flashed through me that I was not allowed to feel shame. I swallowed the words and could only answer yes in a voice thick with heat.
If I'd said I was embarrassed, Master would have punished me harder and trained me even more brutally until I knew my place. So I quietly got on all fours and lifted my hips so he could see my ass. A bitch dog presenting her hole and cunt to him like a mutt. The jeweled base of the anal plug he'd shoved into me earlier caught the light and glittered.
Phone in hand, he hit record, filmed my ass, and spoke.
"Hey."
"..Yes, Master...♥"
"You forgot you still had a plug in your ass, didn't you?"
"..!! Hahhn... th..that's right, Master...!"
The play had been close enough to torture that the bitch dog hadn't even remembered what was buried in her own hole. He took hold of the jeweled base and began to pull it out slowly.
"!!! Ah.. wai— ahah... ooooh!!! Hngh!!!! Hah..haaahn...!!!♥"
It had been seated so long the shaft was locked tight inside my ass. As he drew the jeweled base out by degrees, I could feel my hole stretching open. The lube had dried a little since insertion, so it dragged—stiff, reluctant to come free.
"Uugh!! Ooooh!!!"
At first the bitch dog made almost animal sounds, then the noises melted into lewd moans. He worked the plug out carefully. The wide flare caught and forced my rim to gape wider and wider until, with a final stretch, the whole thing slid free of my ass.
And then—
"Haaahn!!!♥"
The instant the plug left her, the bitch dog's body jerked and she squirted another fountain of piss across the floor. Another puddle of her urine spread between her legs, the stream hitting the boards and spraying in every direction. The gush soaked her thighs all over again.
"Uuuh... hah.... haahh....♥"
When the last of the squirting spent itself, the jet from her cunt weakened and stopped. Looking at her ass once she'd settled, the hole that had held the plug so long stayed stretched in a round O and wouldn't close right away—I could glimpse the inside of her guts through the gap. It slowly clenched down again, but the emptied hole kept fluttering open and shut like a goldfish's mouth, *o* *o*.
Smack!
"Haaahn!!!!"
I spanked the bitch dog's ass without mercy. Her hips bucked hard in answer.
"Look at this crazy bitch."
"Hngh... haahn....♥"
"You pissed yourself again? Just from pulling that out? Trying to dehydrate yourself to death? You're just a fucking perverted bitch dog."
"Hahhn...♥ That's right, Master...♡ I... I'm a bitch dog... huuhn...♡"
I grabbed her hair and shoved her face back down into the fresh puddle of cunt juice the same way as before.
"You crazy bitch just dirtied the floor I made you clean. Lick it up again."
"Hahhn... yess♡"
I was recording every second of this on the bitch dog's own phone. I set my foot on her cheek again while she lapped at the puddle of her own piss on the floor.
"Chuuup... mmph...!"
With my sole crushing her face, she vulgarly licked up the urine she'd just squirted. And on her phone, every filthy act its owner was performing was being captured in full.
But leaving it at that felt incomplete, and I decided she needed more training. Still pinning her cheek under my foot, I picked up the spinning dildo I'd been driving into her earlier. Dildo in hand, I looked at the bitch dog's ass. It was still fluttering. I slowly massaged the rim with my fingers, working it open, stretching her wider.
"Chup.. churp... mmph!!!♡"
She flinched hard the second my fingers touched her hole while she was still licking her own juices with that mouth-cunt tongue of hers. Ignoring her, I pretended to gently rub her rim while quietly smearing lube onto the dildo where she couldn't see. Then, before she could notice, I shoved the head of it into the bitch dog's ass a little too fast.
"Chup... churp... chuuup... hehhn... mmph!!! ...Ah..ah..?? Hngh...!!! Aaaah!!! Ooooh!!! Haaahn!!!!!♥"
The sudden stretch of the dildo and the cold slick of the lube tore a massive moan out of the bitch dog.
"Haaagh!!! Ooh!!! Ahn... wait.. Master...♡ My ass is stretch..stretching open...!!"
I pushed the dildo in slowly until it was halfway buried.
"Ah...no.. please... stop... stop!!!! It's going to tear!!!"
The bitch dog begged me, almost pleading. I ignored her. The moment it was halfway in, I drove the rest of the dildo deep into her guts in one hard thrust.
"Aaaah!!!! Kyaaah!!!! Haaaaahn!!!!♥"
I buried it so deep it felt like it would rip her insides open. She screamed, and for an instant the force of it overpowered the foot pinning her cheek and her upper body jerked upright.
"Aah... hehhh... ehhhn....."
The bitch dog looked completely broken. Like her thoughts had shorted out, she could only make those empty little sounds, unable to form real words.