Bitch Dragon Training (Limb Loss / Deepthroat / Continuous Climax)
A week had passed since Seliac’s limbs had been severed.
That morning, as always, Panrak approached her to check her condition.
He slowly squatted down, rubbing the short stumps of her arms and legs where she sat planted on the floor, then gripped her chin with his fingers and forced her mouth open.
Whether from the potions he had poured into her, skin had already formed over the ends of her severed limbs, and her gums had fully healed as well.
Panrak’s eyes gleamed with anticipation.
“Let’s hear you speak a little.”
Her pupils moved slowly. The unfocused eyes sharpened the moment they recognized his face.
Seliac drew a deep breath and spoke quietly.
“…Kill me……”
She was still clinging to her defiant attitude.
Panrak smiled as if that pleased him.
“Yes. That’s how it should be.”
He rose and began taking items from his magic pouch one by one.
“There now, good girl, our bitch.”
Among the things he had taken out, Panrak opened a jar of aphrodisiac gel, smeared a generous amount onto his hand, and slowly rubbed it into her pussy. The moment his fingers pushed deep inside, the roots of Seliac’s short thighs immediately trembled.
“…You fucking dog…”
“Master will educate you with love.”
After coating her thoroughly with the aphrodisiac, he forced Seliac onto all fours, took out a dildo, and slowly pressed it against the glistening entrance of her pussy before pushing it in.
Sssshk—
“Hiyah♡”
That single insertion alone made her aphrodisiac-sensitized body twitch.
“…Pull… pull it out…!”
She tried to grit her teeth, but with only gums there was nothing she could do.
Next Panrak liberally coated the metal anal beads tipped with a dog’s tail in the same gel and began pushing them one by one into her anus. Each time a cold bead popped inside—pop, pop, pop—her heated breathing grew rougher.
“…Don’t… do it…!”
He seated the fifth and final bead, then lifted her chin again.
“Today I’ll forgive you even if you keep speaking human words.”
“Ptooey.”
Seliac spat at him. Panrak wiped the spit from his face with irritation and picked up the chastity belt lying on the floor.
“I wonder how long it will take our bitch to regret this.”
He fitted the belt and locked it.
Click.
“Now. Let’s try saying it. Woof!”
Seliac glared up at him through tear-filled eyes, her body trembling.
“…I’ll… kill… this… bastard… human…!”
Hearing that, Panrak drew a small remote from his robes and smiled.
“You should say ‘woof,’ shouldn’t you?”
He held the button down.
Wooooooooong———!!!
The dildo buried inside her began vibrating madly, thumping against the iron of the chastity belt. Her aphrodisiac-soaked walls clenched and released in frantic rhythm; her entire body convulsed as if seized by a fit.
“…Uggggh……!!♡♡ Ah…… Aaaaaaah……!♡♡♡”
Moans and screams tore from her throat in a single tangled cry.
“Kuuuuh… just kill meeeeeeeeee!!!!!♡♡♡”
“Hmm. Still lacking in love, I see.”
He pressed a second button.
Wooooooong———!!!
The tail attached to the anal beads whipped wildly while the beads themselves began to vibrate.
“Nnguuuuuh……!!♡♡♡♡ St… stop… Aaaaahhhggg!?!?!♡♡♡♡”
Seliac’s eyes rolled back. She flopped onto the floor and scraped desperately at the chastity belt with her short limb stumps.
Panrak watched the futile thrashing, stroked her head, and whispered against her ear.
“Shall we try again? ‘Woof woof’.”
“…Nnguuuuuhggg♡♡♡…!”
She screamed and shook her head violently.
“Kuuuuaaang♡♡♡… Ju… just kill meeeeeeggg♡♡♡!!!”
Then she pissed in a spectacular arc and began slamming her head hard against the floor.
Thud thud thud…
“…Kill…… me…… pleaseeeeee!!!!♡♡♡♡”
Watching the self-harm, Panrak seized her hair, hauled her up, and spoke to the writhing body.
“Our bitch… say woof woof and I’ll stop it. Understood?”
He snickered and pulled a thickly padded Full-Head Mask down over her screaming face. When he set her back on the floor she tried again to smash her head into the urine-soaked boards, but the heavy padding absorbed every impact; the sound was barely a dull thud.
“Uggggggh♡♡♡♡♡!!!!! Stop♡♡♡♡♡!!!! Stop it uuggggh♡♡♡!!!”
Before long her whole body was thrashing in seizure-like spasms as a powerful climax overtook her. Love juices sprayed like a fountain over the puddle of urine; Panrak watched, breathing hard.
“ー♡♡♡!!!”
The stimulation was too much even for sound. She trembled as if electrocuted until the first wave passed, then the screams returned.
“I’m cummiiing♡♡♡!!! I’m cumming againnnnn♡♡♡!!!!!!!”
The vibrations never stopped. They only grew stronger. Still holding the remote, Panrak settled beside her and began kneading her full breasts.
She kept flopping on the soaked floor. Inside the chastity belt the dildo continued its steady rhythm; the tailed beads still shook her anus.
“…I came againnnn♡♡♡!!! I don’t wanna cum nnggg stop♡♡♡♡!!! Kill me kill me kill meeeeeee♡♡♡♡!!!!!”
Her voice had already cracked into something closer to a torn sob than a scream. The thick pad of the mask turned every desperate slam of her forehead into a muffled thud that gave no real pain, yet the next climax was already rising and she flailed her stumps, scraped at the belt, and pounded her head in frantic denial.
Panrak hooked one hand under her throat, lifted her upper body slightly, and pressed another button.
Kiiiiiing—
Both toys switched to high-speed mode at once and began vibrating with insane speed.
“…Uggggggh♡♡♡♡♡!!!! Aaaaaaah♡♡♡ I’m dying♡♡!!! Please uuggggh♡♡♡!!!”
Her entire waist leaped upward, arching like a bow. Another fountain burst through the gaps in the iron plate—urine and love juices mixed, swelling the puddle on the floor.
Panrak brought his lips to her intermittently twitching ear and whispered low.
“Woof woof.”
Then he switched the remote to random mode.
“…Haa… haa… you’re fucking with meeeeee♡♡♡!!!! Haa… haa… kuuuuuh♡♡♡♡!!!! Ahhngggg♡♡♡♡♡!!!!!!”
The irregular pulses rolled her eyes completely back. White foam was already bubbling from her mouth.
Panrak spoke once more in the same calm tone.
“This is the last chance. If you don’t do it now, I’ll leave you exactly like this and walk away.”
Soaked in aphrodisiac, Seliac made a broken uggggh sound, climaxed again, closed her eyes for a moment while she trembled, then opened her mouth.
Very quietly, in a cracked voice:
“…Woof……”
Every vibration stopped at once.
“Good job, bitch.”
When he stroked the head of the panting girl, tears streamed down inside the mask. Her stumps trembled weakly; the powered-off tail hung limp.
“Bitch, from now on when I call you, you answer with woof woof. Understood?”
“…Woof woof.”
Twice. A little clearer this time, though still wet and trembling.
“Good girl, our bitch.”
Panrak slowly lifted the defeated bitch’s mask. The face that emerged was a complete ruin of tears, snot, and foam. Her lips quivered; her pupils were unfocused; nothing of the old defiance remained.
The sight of the helpless female sent desire surging through him. He shoved his trousers down, freed his swollen cock, and dragged a chair close.
“Now it’s time to please Master, bitch.”
He settled back, legs spread. His already rigid cock twitched with every pulse.
One hand closed on the iron chain around her neck and pulled—slow, but absolute.
Clank.
The bitch crawled forward on trembling stumps. The toys inside the chastity belt were silent now, yet the aphrodisiac and the endless climaxes left her pussy still flaring open and shut; the insides of her thighs reeked of sour love juice and urine.
“Between the legs.”
Another hard yank dragged her head between his thighs.
Her face was still a mess—tears, snot, and undried white foam stuck in sticky strands. Her breathing was ragged; her chest heaved.
Panrak took his cock from below and brought the tip to her lips. A long thread of clear fluid already stretched from the head.
“Open your mouth.”
A faint spark of defiance flickered in her eyes. He raised the remote.
“…Woof…… woof……”
She squeezed her eyes shut, barked twice in a small cracked voice, and slowly opened her mouth.
Panrak laughed low, satisfied.
“That’s right.”
He released the leash, seized the back of her head with both hands, and shoved in.
Sssshk—
“Mmmph……♡♡?!”
Her throat clenched reflexively around the sudden invasion and gagged, but the bitch who had been tortured by unbroken climax had neither strength nor limbs left to resist. She could only move her tongue awkwardly and pray the huge cock filling her mouth would finish soon and leave her alone.
Panrak began moving her head—shallow at first, then deeper, finding a rhythm.
“Hnnngh♡♡…… Guh…… guh……!♡♡♡♡”
Gagging sounds leaked from her throat. Fresh tears spilled; precum refluxed into her nose, stinging, and clear snot stretched in long strands. She instinctively tried to pull back, but his hands locked her nape in place.
“Don’t pull out. Keep it in to the end.”
He yanked the leash once more, crushing her face fully against his crotch, then tied the chain around his own waist.
Bound there, the bitch twisted as her breath was cut off, yet she could not free the cock from her throat. Her nose buried in his pubic hair; her chin pressed against his balls. Then Panrak began thrusting his hips, mercilessly fucking her throat.
“Uggh♡♡……! Kehk♡♡! Mmmph……♡♡♡!!”
As he roughly drove her head back and forth, her throat clenched in continuous spasms around the master’s cock. Each gag made her short torso heave; the sensitive flesh inside the chastity belt twitched.
Before long the urge to cum rose. Panrak slowed and stopped.
The cock still buried deep in her throat pulsed hotly. He stroked the struggling nape with one gentle hand and whispered.
“If you did well, you deserve a reward.”
She still could not breathe properly. Her throat was completely plugged by the thick shaft; saliva and precum mixed and ran from the corners of her mouth. The tear-and-snot-smeared face was utterly ruined.
Panrak untied the leash and slowly withdrew.
With a wet squelch the cock came free, a long string of spit breaking and falling to the floor. The bitch coughed and gasped, instinctively spitting the sticky, bitter fluid from her mouth.
“…Cough cough… ugh… haa… haa…”
Without a word he took a small, elegant glass bottle from his magic pouch. The lid opened on a sweet yet heavy scent. He coated two fingers thickly with aphrodisiac and slowly painted it over the dazed, panting bitch’s lips, gums, palate, the back of her throat, and the surface of her tongue. She accepted the touch quietly at first—then her tongue tip began to tingle and her entire mouth burned hot.
“Now it’s time for that mouth to be properly educated too.”
When her cheeks flushed scarlet he took his cock again and rubbed it across her lips.
Hah♡
The still-hard shaft touching aphrodisiac-wet lips drew an involuntary heated breath from her; shame flooded her and fresh love juice dripped.
Panrak gripped her head once more—slow, certain—and pushed back in.
Tsuuup—
A lewd sound accompanied the cock as it scraped past her lips and down her throat. Heat, girth, pulse, the ridged veins—all of it lit every nerve in her mouth.
“…Nngh♡♡……!?”
Her eyes flew wide. Pleasure she had never known. It felt as though her mouth itself had become an erogenous zone. The instant the cock filled her, thrills raced from tongue and palate and gums. Aphrodisiac mixed with saliva slid down her throat and set her whole body aflame again.
Panrak began to piston—fast from the very first stroke.
The master’s thick cock was wrecking her throat, yet she no longer gagged. The extreme pleasure of the glans stabbing her soft palate had short-circuited even the reflex.
“Hnnngh♡♡…… Guh♡♡……! Nnguup♡♡♡……!!”
Each time her mouth tightened around him as if sucking, her short torso heaved with pleasure. The dildo inside the chastity belt was silent, yet the sensation in mouth and throat alone left her pussy flooded.
As her breath grew short, the aphrodisiac-soaked walls of her cunt began contracting and releasing on their own, grasping at empty air.
Panrak paid no attention and kept the rhythm—deeper, faster, relentless.
“Uggh♡♡♡……! Kehk♡♡♡……!! Ahnguuup♡♡♡♡!!!!”
Her eyes rolled back again.
Pleasure shot down her spine straight to her pussy. She trembled as if she could not believe it, then her waist arched like a bow—
Chii—zurrrrrk!
Another hot fountain sprayed through the iron gaps of the chastity belt.
Just from having her mouth and throat used she had vulgarly pissed herself into climax. Urine and love juice soaked the floor; her short thighs convulsed.
Panrak slapped her cheek.
“Master hasn’t even cum once yet and you’re enjoying yourself alone, you vulgar bitch.”
As she continued to spray, those words made her heart plummet. The helpless, shameful sense of degradation twisted into fresh pleasure that flooded her entire body.
He sped up further, churning her mouth without mercy, feeling the final swelling of imminent release.
“Don’t spill a drop, bitch.”
With that command he drove his cock to the root one last time—
Burrrt—! Pshuk—! Gulp—!!
Hot semen flooded her esophagus and poured straight into her belly; she had neither the means nor the time to refuse. The sensation of it filling her stomach triggered another violent climax—
Zurrrrrrrk—!
—and she pissed again at the same instant. The inside of the chastity belt was completely soaked; the iron plate rang with the force of the spray.
“Ugggggh♡♡♡♡……!! Mmmph♡♡……”
Panrak held her head locked, pouring every last drop into her throat. She flailed for air until her pupils finally went slack.
He pressed her down once more to savor the aftershocks, then finally popped free. Overflowing semen and spit ran down her chin; liquid that had refluxed into her nose blocked her nostrils. Eyes rolled white with extreme climax, the bitch toppled backward.
Thud.
The dull sound of the mask-wrapped skull striking the floor was the last thing she heard before she fainted completely.