Dog Play with My Really Pretty Senior (2) - 1
Fwaaaah!
A blinding golden light filled the nap room, so intense I had to squeeze my eyes shut. The moment it faded, a heavy impact slammed into my gut.
"Guhk!"
Thud!
Caught off guard with my eyes closed, I toppled backward, landing flat on my ass. Right after, something heavy climbed onto my stomach. Blinking my eyes open, I saw Silk-senpai—complete with golden dog ears and tail—bracing her hands on my chest, panting as she stared down at me.
"Hah! Haah! M-Master! Let's have sex! Raw creampie sex!"
She ground her panty-covered, soft pussy mound against the bulge in my pants where my dick had hardened, acting every bit the bitch in heat. Malangi—that's what I'd started calling her in this form—was pure feral lust.
I wanted nothing more than to shove my cock into that squishy dog pussy right then and there, just like she wanted. But first, there was something I had to do. Locking eyes with her, I furrowed my brow and commanded in a low voice,
"Get down. Now."
"...Huh?"
One second she was all giggles, ready to dive into dog play; the next, my stone-cold expression and firm tone left her frozen, brain short-circuiting. Even that dopey, wide-eyed look was adorable as hell, but I couldn't crack a smile. I repeated myself, voice unyielding.
"I said get off my stomach. You think your master's words are a joke?"
"Y-Yes, sir!"
Finally catching on, she flinched, sliding off me and dropping to her knees. Her perky ears and tail drooped pathetically. I sat up, fixing her with a serious gaze as I laid out her mistake in a calm, measured tone.
"Malangi, didn't I tell you not to headbutt my stomach?"
"Y-You did..."
"Even if you're holding back with your S-rank physique, it still hurts like hell. You know that, right?"
"...Yeah."
"You messed up, didn't you?"
"...Yes."
Thank god she wasn't like Ska—Malangi actually knew when she was wrong and reflected on it. Crossing my legs, I patted my thigh and called her over.
"If you know you did wrong, you gotta get punished. Come on, lay your belly across my lap. Time for some pussy spanking."
"P-Pussy spanking?"
"What, you don't like it? Want me to make you kneel with your hands up for an hour instead?"
"N-No! No way! Pussy spanking's fine! I want pussy spanking! Discipline Malangi's pussy with your palm—smack smack smack!"
"Jeez. Then get over here already."
"Woof!"
Her ears and tail shot straight up at the words "pussy spanking," and that anxious, fidgety face bloomed into a sun-bright smile. To her, it wasn't punishment—it was a reward, my special gift to a pet who owned up to her mistakes. Expecting that treat, she yanked off her panties in a flash and scrambled over, draping her belly across my lap. Her tail whipped back and forth wildly enough to stir a breeze, tousling my bangs.
Cute as the tail-wagging was... it was kinda getting in the way of the spanking.
Smack!
"Eek?!"
I gave her soft, jiggly ass a light swat, then told her, who froze in shock,
"Tail stop. What kind of dog wags her tail like that during punishment?"
"Ugh..."
Frozen by my gentle but firm tone, she soon whined pitifully in protest.
"B-But Master, getting my pussy spanked by you feels so good. I'm so excited—how am I not supposed to wag?!"
Fair point. My palm, laced with Rabbit Hole sparks, had blown her mind last time—made her squirt like a fountain and pass out. Telling a horny bitch like her to hold still after that was pretty cruel. But pussy spanking was supposed to be punishment. We both knew it felt amazing, but it was still for training a disobedient pup. She had to endure a little harshness.
"Malangi, you're getting punished right now. Suck it up. But if you can hold still—no tail-wagging—for ten spanks, I'll give you a reward."
"A r-reward? What kind?"
"No spoilers, but... it'll feel a hundred times better than pussy spanking."
"Haah?!"
Her jaw dropped, eyes bulging in shock—like she'd heard the impossible. 'Pussy spanking already feels like heaven, and this is a hundred times better? Does that even exist?!' Yeah, Silk-senpai turned into the cutest little cinnamon roll in Malangi mode. Stroking her adorable golden bob cut, I grinned.
"So, you think you can keep that tail still, Malangi?"
"Hoo...!"
She clenched her jaw, those pumpkin-orange eyes burning with resolve. Sure, you might wonder why not just let the poor girl wag—why push her this hard? But it wasn't just for a clean spanking. It was for my survival.
Every time she transformed, that S-rank body slammed into my gut with a headbutt. My organs could only take so much. If her surging loyalty and submission made her lose control even a little... I'd be human donut. One slip from an S-rank, and poof—I'm confetti. A single real hit, and I'd be seeing God. Gotta nip that in the bud.
Her headbutt—er, that reckless tackle—was pure joy from anticipating all the fun pup stuff I'd do to her. No killing intent, so my danger sense couldn't even warn me. That's why it was extra risky. Training her to hold the tail built patience, so next time she'd transform without lunging.
Of course, a bitch in heat like Malangi wouldn't get my deeper reasoning, so I baited her with the reward instead. And damn, it worked better than expected.
"M-Master, spank my pussy already! Malangi's clenching her tail muscles super tight—I'll hold it!"
Lips pursed, fists balled, she poured every ounce of willpower into freezing that tail. The thing was practically fighting her, desperate to wag, but her obsession with that reward won out. Who knew a doggo had this kind of grit? That's my girl—worthy of being my pet!
I'd totally forgotten she was Liar's Trap's third team leader, the world's top tamer, S-rank awakener Silk Blond. Right now, she was just a perfect little bitch. Any other woman might bristle at being reduced to "cute dog," but Malangi leaned into it harder, nuzzling up like the good girl she was. Reinforced the image perfectly.
God, she's too cute. What's this reward got her so hyped? Screw it—gotta praise her before the spanking.
Feeling all proud, I gave the base of her tail—right on her ass—a barrage of loving smacks.
Smack smack smack smack smack!
"Good girl, our Malangi. So cute—you deserve some ass smacks."
"Eek, hngh?! W-Wait, Master! N-Not that! Sudden ass smacks make my tail...! It'll wag! It'll shake with my butt from excitement!"
The instant I started, she soaked her pussy and twisted her hips. Ass was closer to the tail, so it loosened those tense muscles.
Whoops. Can't sabotage my good girl while she's trying so hard.
"Sorry, Malangi. You were so cute holding still, I couldn't help it. Pussy spanking starts now—hang in there, okay?"
"M-Mmph!"
At my gentle apology, the sweet pup nodded eagerly, shifting forward to give me a perfect angle, ass hiked high. Who'd she get that consideration from, damn it! After this, straight-up lovey-dovey creampie sex with all my heart.
Every gesture melted me. I swung my right hand—infused with faint sparks—down onto her squishy pussy mound.
Crack!
It sliced the air like a whip, the explosive snap echoing from her crotch. The impact jiggled her plump ass with a boing!, and she squirted like a hose, back arching like a fish. Her scream? Pure ecstasy, broadcasting her instant orgasm from the single spank.
"Hiiiing♡♡♡"
Last time, for a hundred spanks, I'd held back—couldn't go full power that long. But ten? I could put my soul into each one. This was true pussy spanking—beyond anything she'd felt before.
"Haah♡ Hngh♡ I-I didn't know♡ Something like thiiiis♡ Never imagined♡♡"
Tensing her up after that lazy bliss, I leaned to her twitching ear and whispered,
"Nine more to go, Malangi."
"Heek...♡"
Spurt!
Just the thought sent her over the edge again, pussy juice blasting like a high-pressure squirt gun.