There Are No Bad Bitches in the World
There are no bad bitches in the world. "Woof! Woof!" "Good girl, our little puppy!" The maid gripped Veronica's leash and dragged her around here and there. Not a single soul pointed out the absurdity of the mansion's owner—the lord of the territory—being paraded naked on all fours like a dog.
Already, eighty percent of the women in this mansion had been turned into bitches by the orc's demonic seed. "Kyaa, ack?! The lord... mmmph!!" As for the remaining twenty percent, they were swiftly bound tight by other maids or female servants lurking nearby with gleaming eyes and hauled off to the underground prison.
Some were overpowered before they could even scream, vanishing without a trace. Others...
"Let go of me! Wh-what's wrong with you?! Don't you see what's happening right now...!!"
"We see."
"Erica's just taking the puppy for a walk."
In the garden, when the maid called Erica tossed a ball, Veronica barked "woof woof" and chased after it on all fours. A maid who witnessed the scene rushed over in horror but was grabbed by her fellow maids. She tried to point out the madness, only to falter at their words.
"What?! D-dog...? That's clearly the lord..."
"Where's the lord? It's just Erica and the puppy."
"Huh...? But... but that's definitely the lord...?"
They say a fox looks like a dog to a simpleton—though it's not quite the same here. As her colleagues unanimously insisted that Veronica, frolicking around with a ball in her mouth, was just a puppy, the shouting maid grew bewildered. It's clearly the lord! Why is everyone calling her a dog?!
"You must be exhausted."
"Yeah, you barely slept last night, right?"
"Huh? Oh..."
Was she really just tired and seeing things? As the maid rubbed her eyes doubtfully, her fellow maids whispered in her ear.
"We know a secret spot just for us. Wanna catch a nap there?"
"A secret spot?"
Was there such a place here? She wanted to nap but feared the head maid's wrath and tried to refuse. "The head maid doesn't even know about it. It's a hidden space in the mansion."
"...She really doesn't?"
"Of course~ I was just slacking off there myself."
"R-really...?"
...And so, some walked into the underground prison of their own accord, lured by the maids' cunning tricks. Erica, watching the scene while preparing to toss the ball Veronica had fetched again, stroked Veronica's head and said,
"Shall we go see the mansion's new bitches later, our little puppy?"
"Woof woof woof!!"
Veronica nodded enthusiastically. Lately, alongside her bitch duties, this had become one of her favorite pastimes: visiting the new arrivals wailing in the underground prison.
They used to play fetch like this only at night, in secret, because of the patrolling male knights. But now those obstacles were gone, the orc's bitches could flaunt their ambitions openly. Their goal, of course, was to turn the mansion into a den of females—for breeding with the orc.
The operation had begun when all the male knights gathered at the training grounds. Proof of that: not a single gardener was in sight, when they should have been tending the garden right now.
The male gardeners and butlers who maintained the mansion had already been silently captured by the orc's offspring creeping up from the underground prison. Knocked out before they could fight back, they were now imprisoned below.
"Alright, time to head back."
"Whine... whine."
Veronica gazed up at Erica with the most pitiful puppy eyes. Even if it was to prove her loyalty to the orc, was this really necessary? Pure curiosity got the better of Erica, and she asked,
"Lady Veronica—regardless of whether you're in heat or not, it doesn't matter to me, but do you really need to go this far?"
Lady Veronica—that was the title reserved for the sow bitch Veronica, not the puppy. At Erica's question, Veronica rubbed her dirt-smeared chin thoughtfully and replied,
"That new dark elf is a bitch with a fierce spirit. And she's a rare breed, too. Unlike with me, Master hasn't found any real weakness to exploit yet."
"So?"
"But since Master said he wants that dark elf bitch, it'll be good training for you all on how to handle her—and I'll figure it out myself."
They say to know thy enemy—though here, Veronica planned to learn how to train a dark elf bitch (prospective) firsthand, using her own body to advise the orc on bitch-handling techniques.
"Training?"
"And... I want to bask in the way you all look down at me pitifully. ♥"
"Oh my god! Our puppy's a total perv!"
Smack!
"Kyaaang~♥"
Who said exhibitionists weren't real? It was partly to satisfy her own lusts, too. Erica sneered and spanked her, sending Veronica drooling and howling in ecstasy.
"This won't do! Our puppy's too naughty!"
Whap!
"Whine, whine."
Veronica flopped onto the grass, exposing her belly as if to say punish me more, panting heavily. But Erica, cheeks puffed in mock anger, huffed,
"No amount of cuteness will save you! Playtime's over as punishment!"
"Whiiiine..."
Veronica's body drooped. Was this the same Veronica who'd spoken so seriously moments ago? But Erica, accustomed to such trivialities, tugged the leash and dragged her along.
Even as she was pulled, Veronica pondered seriously: How can I walk like a proper bitch to arouse Master? She raised and lowered her high-held ass, testing poses.
Hmm... This one's tough on the legs but great for showing off to Master.
This one's easier on the legs for long-term bitch life, but it might hinder taking Master's cock properly... Hmm...
As she mulled these concerns,
"Erica~"
"Mary!"
The temporary owner pulling her stopped at the voice. The approaching maid, Mary's best friend, looked delighted to see Erica—and she too held a leash.
Following it led to: "Woof! Woof!" Sylvia, covered head to toe in dirt, naked and bounding on all fours just like Veronica.
As soon as Mary arrived, Erica burst into giggles and started chatting with her.
"Woof woof!"
"Woof woof!"
The owners' idle talk bored them. Sylvia slobbered on her hand and rubbed it on her face. Veronica barked scoldingly at the displeasing sight, then plopped down, scratching her head nimbly with her "back paw." Sylvia gazed at her in admiration, eyes saying How is she so dog-like?
Sylvia crawled around to Veronica's ass, as if to prove she could do it too. Veronica eagerly shoved her ass in Sylvia's face. Sniff sniff—after eyeing the hole she'd been born from, Sylvia buried her nose in Veronica's anus.
She always kept it clean with enemas in case Master wanted it, but letting another "dog" sniff her ass was new. Veronica seemed flustered at first, then flashed a lewd grin, stuck out her tongue, panted, and pressed her ass harder against Sylvia's face.
"Grrm, grrm."
She even wiggled her ass invitingly. Sylvia gulped hard, then
Slurrrp.
licked Veronica's anus outright.
"Oh my? Mary, look at this."
"Heavens, how horny do you have to be to offer your ass to another bitch?"
The maids watched the two silver bitches nuzzle in fascination. Slurp, slurrrp.
"Whiiine, whiiiine~♥"
Sylvia's tongue delved in, lapping at her inner walls. Veronica slammed her head into the dirt, trembling in bliss.
"They're so slutty."
"There's a stray dog nearby—should we let them mate?"
Erica joked with a mischievous grin. The Isis bitch mother-daughter duo had no intention of taking any cock but Master's, and they knew it was a jest. But such filthy banter was prime spice to heat their bodies—Sylvia recalled mating like dogs amid soldiers, her pussy throbbing; Veronica lost her mind to the intensifying tongue work.
How much time passed?
"Woof woof!"
Sylvia suddenly pulled away from Veronica's ass and barked, as if calling her owner. Mary bragged to Erica: See? Our dog's so smart! Erica feigned annoyance at the sprawled Veronica.
As the owners turned to Sylvia's call—and Veronica's ass—Veronica staggered up. Astonishingly, she lifted her hind legs into a handstand and
Shhhhhaaaaa—!
"Haaah... haaah... haaah...♥"
gushed yellow piss onto the grass. Mary yanked Sylvia's leash in horror as the stream poured from her dangling pussy.
"Ew, gross! Does your dog just piss anywhere?!"
"Sorry, needs more potty training."
Laughter bloomed on the maids' faces. As Veronica's stream tapered off, Erica tugged her leash and asked Mary,
"I'm heading to the underground prison now—what about you?"
"Again? Oh right... your bitches love that."
Mary shook her head helplessly, recalling Veronica masturbating under the gaze of shocked, betrayed servants.
But
"Woof woof!"
"Oh? What's up, Silvy?"
Sylvia tugged Mary's skirt hem in her mouth. Mary tilted her head, then grinned mischievously at Erica.
"Then let's go together."
"Yeah?"
"Might as well get some cock on the way."
"Our bitches are lucky—cock today too."
As Erica petted their heads, Mary deadpanned,
"What? Not the bitches—us."
"Oh."
Silver orc cocks flashed in the maids' minds.
"But it's not shift time yet—can we crash?"
"We've got the dogs."
"Oh."
No need to hold back, then. The two maids bolted in sync. Panting as they watched, Veronica and Sylvia thought of their true Master waiting below—and bounded after on all fours.