The Maid Angela's Education
Angela took me to my room. She stepped out for a moment, then returned with a silver saucer. Judging by the smell, it was undoubtedly milk. I happened to be starving. I wagged my tail like a helicopter, acting like a total lunatic, and gave the milk a passionate welcome.
"Stay still."
Yes, ma'am. At her icy command, I finally stopped my frantic display. She looked down at me, holding the silver saucer filled with milk.
"Tommy. You cannot remain an immature puppy forever. You are quite bright, so I trust you can understand my words. A dog must always listen to its master. And that applies especially to any servant in this mansion, or the words of the nobles themselves."
"Woof! Woof!"
"Hmm. Let's start with this. Sit."
I sat down obediently. Angela’s eyes went wide.
"...Do you truly understand me? Is it because of that artifact? Then... stand."
I stood up in a flash.
"Sit. Stand. Sit. Stand."
After repeating this a few times, I could see her face flushing red, clearly at a loss. She looked genuinely moved.
"My goodness... such a... such a smart... Tommy. You truly are the genius dog I discovered. If you really are a genius dog... you might be worth an amount of money that's hard to even calculate. Though, this could just be a stroke of temporary luck."
She placed the saucer of milk on the floor.
"You're at an age where you need to grow, so you must eat well. However, you must not eat until you have the owner's permission. Ab. So. Lute. Ly. Hehehe."
"Woof! Woof! Woof!"
No, you bitch, then when am I supposed to eat?
"So, until I give you permission, you must never, ever approach this saucer. Do you understand? Tommy?"
"Woof! Woof! Woof!"
"...It’s hard to tell. From now on, [Yes] is once. [No] is twice. If you understand, nod your head."
-Nod, nod.
"Oh... my god..."
As I nodded my head up and down, Angela actually teared up, looking deeply impressed.
"...There cannot be another genius dog like Tommy in this world. Even the familiars of most mages wouldn't be as smart as Tommy. You must not drink the milk until I finish my work. Do you understand?"
"Woof!"
"How reliable. Truly, you are the loyal dog of the Esper family. I trust you, so I will go finish my work; please wait for me."
With those words, she zoomed out of the room.
...Wait, what? I skipped breakfast, and it's lunchtime now, so when am I supposed to...
Angela returned around sunset. Naturally, I had been starving the whole time, waiting for her to come back. Hunger was a problem, but there was a bigger one. That’s right. The bathroom. I really needed to go!
If you’re going to keep a pet, shouldn't you handle their waste? But if you’re raising a puppy in a room, you need a pee pad, cat litter, or a way to let them go outside. She hadn't provided any of that, so I was in a tough spot.
"You really waited without eating. Excellent."
Angela approached, speaking in an admiring tone. Her arms were full of something, though I couldn't tell what it was.
"I'm relieved. Since the young lady has gone back and forth on keeping and abandoning pets, we have a variety of pet supplies."
She set a large container-like object on the floor and pointed at it with her finger.
"That is the bathroom. Do you understand?"
"Woof!"
I understood well enough. Holy shit. I really, really had to go. I dashed to the bathroom and did my business, and to my surprise, the waste turned into sand and vanished. Furthermore, I felt a refreshing sensation in my dick and asshole, leaving me feeling clean. Wow, is this magic?
It’s a bit late to be saying this, but this was the moment I truly felt that I had arrived in a fantasy world.
"You really are smart. Now, you may eat."
As soon as her permission was granted, I buried my nose in the milk saucer.
-Slurp!! Nom nom!
I drank the milk frantically and licked it clean, and she smiled, gently scratching my head.
"Well done. That’s enough training for today."
Having said that, Angela sat in a chair, lit a small lamp, and began writing something. I suppose it was work she had to handle for the mansion. I didn't want to disturb her while she was working, but wanting to be with Angela, I trotted over and rubbed my body against her feet.
"Hee... that tickles. Here. Come up."
Angela picked me up—as I was busy rubbing my head against her stockings—and placed me on her lap.
Hmm?!? My throat bobbed as I sat obediently on Angela’s lap. It was a bit uncomfortable at first, but I got used to it.
-Purr... purr....
I let out a pleasant nasal sound, clinging tightly to her lap and sniffing. This is Angela’s scent... the scent of Angela’s pussy... Maid Angela... the scent of my [Female] owner....
Feeling ecstatic, I trembled slightly every time she stroked my body.
-Scratch, scratch.
As I was drifting off to sleep, listening to the sound of the quill pen scraping against paper, she stood up and lifted me.
"It’s time to sleep."
She laid a cushion on the floor and placed me on it. No! I want to sleep with Angela-mammy! Absolutely! It’s not like I’m trying to rub my body against Angela-mammy’s tits or pussy! I just want to sleep with her... no, wait, I *am* going to rub against her, you fucker!
I jumped off the cushion and followed Angela’s feet, whining, "Kying."
Angela looked down at me.
"It’s night. Be quiet."
"Kying..."
"Are you scared? Of sleeping alone?"
"Woof...."
"Hee..."
She pondered for a moment, then nodded.
"Well, I suppose that’s natural when you're young."
Hooray! She approached the closet and began to take off her maid uniform. After removing her garter belt and stockings and putting them in the laundry basket, she pulled out some pajamas.
Gulp. A plain white bra and white panties with plump pussy-flesh bulging out. And as expected, those voluminous breasts. They are truly insane. How can something that big be so firm without sagging? Plus, the mole on the inside of her breast is the ultimate finishing touch. Seeing her slight abs, I guess she works out regularly. Her thighs and ass are also beyond belief.
Drooling, I scanned Angela’s body. Gulp. What a killer body. It’s sex itself. I will definitely fuck her.
After changing into airy pajamas, she went to the bathroom, washed up, and came out. Then, she picked me up, placed me on the bed, and lay down. She’s an even bigger beauty without her glasses. Perhaps because of the thin pajamas, I could feel the warmth of her breasts even more vividly.
Ah... I love it... Angela... I love you so much.... I vowed to eat three square meals, grow up strong, and use my big dog-cock to definitely fuck Angela’s pussy, as I snuggled into her arms. And I rubbed my head all over her tits. Nipple! Nipple! Nipple!
I buried my head in her voluminous breasts and tried to take off her bra with my small front paws. Angela gently scratched my head.
"Come to think of it, you haven't even been weaned yet... you must need a mother. It’s not like I can go out and buy a new dog... Huh? Don't tell me..."
Angela’s face flushed slightly, and she pushed me away.
"Do you think of me as your mother? But unfortunately, I don't produce milk."
That’s not it, Angela-mammy. Someday, I’ll get you pregnant with a dog-fucker’s dick and make you squirt out milk! This hyper-intellectual genius dog! No, this loyal, filial dog swears it!
"Hee-ing...."
When I was pushed away, I made a pathetic sound, pretending to be cute. Angela stared at me intently.
"Well, I’m sure you miss a mother’s warmth, but from now on, you need to get used to human warmth. And..."
-Click.
Angela suddenly unhooked her bra!!!!! My eyes went wide. Oh my god, that’s huge. Her tits are truly unbelievable. So white... soft... fluffy... and they smell like pleasant milk...
"It would be a problem if black fur got on my white underwear..."
-Swoosh....
Not content with just unhooking her bra, her hand went down further.
-Gulp.
I swallowed my saliva and strained my beastly, sensitive hearing to the limit. No way.
-Click.
Angela took off her white panties and bra and placed them at the head of the bed.
"There, that should do it. Now. Come here."
Lying on her side, she opened her arms to welcome me. Ah. Angela-goshujin-sama. I swear my eternal loyalty to you.
Like a triumphant knight on a winning streak, I lunged at her breasts, licking them with my tongue and rubbing my face against them. I wanted to fuck Angela’s pussy with my underdeveloped dog-cock like I did to the other mistress last night, but the risk was way too high, so I prioritized rubbing my face against her bare breasts.
"Hehehe. You’re really cute, Tommy. Are you satisfied now?"
...NO. nonononononono!!!!!
With my cute mouth, I bit down on her light-pink nipple! "Ugh...?" I didn't care about her surprised moan. Just like a puppy nursing from its mother, I bit the nipple, pushed it with my front paws, and harassed Angela’s light-pink nipple—this irresistible pair of massive tits—without restraint. I’m a dog. This isn't a crime. No matter what sexual harassment, sexual assault, or rape I commit, it’s not a crime! As long as I win the master’s heart with my cute, adorable behavior, everything is solved... hehehe...
Still, I had to see how Angela would react. While harassing her nipple, I stared intently at her face. She was in the safe zone; she only wore a faint smile and showed no particular reaction.
"Hehe... Tommy... it seems you really wanted to drink mother’s milk."
To be precise, I want to drink Angela-goshujin-sama’s breast milk.
"But I don't produce milk... *sob*... ugh..."
Perhaps her nipples were sensitive, as Angela let out a series of moans. But my sexual harassment didn't stop. I clung to her breasts and continued to harass her nipple.
-Slurp... suck... slurp....♥
"Ah... ugh... ha..."
After sucking on her nipple for over 10 minutes, her moans began to change subtly. Just as my cock stood up and the scent of a lustful female began to waft up from below...
"To... my... ugh... we must sleep... stop..."
-Kying... kying....
"Ugh... I told you, even if you suck like that, no milk comes out..."
Angela twisted her body slightly, then lay flat on her back, moving from her side, and pulled me away.
-Slurp... pop!
A lewd sound echoed briefly as my mouth left her nipple.
"We have to sleep now, so stay still."
"Ugh..."
I groaned softly and clung to her armpit.
... ....... ............
Is she asleep? Is she really asleep? I listened to Angela’s quiet, rhythmic breathing and heartbeat. After maintaining silence for nearly an hour, I wore a wicked smile, wiggled under the blanket, and crawled between Angela’s legs. Master. I’m sorry. I guess I’m just a perverted dog I can’t help being...!
Arriving at Angela’s pussy, I licked my lips and buried my nose into her smooth, hairless, slit-like pussy.