Chapter 3: A Mating and a Wedding

Luna’s knee bounced impatiently as she sat in the waiting room. There were a few other people there, but none who had brought a dog.

“Calm down,” Michael said softly, squeezing her knee in warning.

Luna stilled her knee and turned to her Daddy anxiously.

“What if they don’t let me do it?” she asked.

“We have all the documents here,” Michael told her, holding up the folder.

It contained several formal letters that were essential to Luna’s official mating. According to the law, the human requesting the mating had to prove that they were unable to climax by other means. They had to do several tests to prove they were sound of mind. Then a vet had to verify the health and status of the ‘mate’. There was a doctor’s note saying that Luna had never managed to cum through human intercourse. There was a letter from her counselor and then a letter from the vet. Luna had passed all the interviews, she just needed the registrar to sign the paper!

“Luna Carter?” A chubby balding man called her name.

“Here!” Luna sprung up from her seat eagerly, grabbing Owen’s leash. Owen gave her a big doggy grin, as if he knew what was about to happen!

Luna found herself being ushered into a pale grey room and directed to sit in front of a beige coloured desk. Michael came in behind her, holding her folder.

“It says here you’re applying for an official mating...” The man said, peering down at his papers. He gave Luna a skeptical look over the frame of his glasses. “To this dog, Owen?”

“Yes please!” Luna chirped, uncaring of what the man thought of her extra curricular activities.

“And you have proof that you cannot climax through human intercourse?”

Michael slid the documents across the table then settled into his chair. He squeezed Luna’s shoulder in an encouraging manner.

“Luna here is one of the stars of Dogtube,” he told the officer, leaning forward to read the name on the table, “Mr McDowell, if you looked her up on the website and some of the other websites she’s on, you’ll notice that she’s never cum from human fucking.”

The utter frankness of his words made Mr McDowell go a light pink.

“On the other hand, the moment she’s knotted, it’s gush city down there,” Michael added, grinning when the man looked from Luna, to Owen, then back to Luna again.

Luna could practically see the gears turning in his head.

“You can see all of my clips for free on Dogtube, I livestream everyday, sir.” She clutched Owen’s leash to her chest earnestly.

“Please, all I want is to be Owen’s official canine-mate. We’re approaching our 3rd anniversary soon and I’d like to do that as his proper bitchwife!”

The filthy words made the officer sputter and flush harder.

He pushed his glasses up on his nose and squinted at the letters, reading them carefully. Whatever doubts he had about letting someone as young as Luna legally ‘mate’ a dog went unsaid because obviously couldn’t find anything wrong in her papers.

Mr McDowell pursed his lips, frowned at the forms, but then finally brought out the stamp pad so that Owen could place his paw print on the paper.

“Yes! Thank you!!!” Luna cheered, ecstatic at having gotten her wish granted! She hurriedly signed her name while Michael helped Owen to sign his. Michael put his name down in the witness section, then turned it back over to Mr McDowell.

The officer looked at all of them once more, sighed, and then signed his name.

“Kids nowadays,” he muttered half-heartedly, “Congratulations. Owen is now your legal mate. You may now ... uh ... smooch the pooch.”

Luna cheered again, hugging Owen tightly.

To most, the license was just a piece of paper. But to Luna, it affirmed the special bond between her and Owen.

Michael shook Mr McDowell’s hand, and then offered his elbow to Luna.

“C’mon, let’s go get your tags!”

Luna blew Mr McDowell a kiss as she left the little office, her heart soaring. Her inner thighs were already soaked from thinking about what was going to happen next!

First of course, was getting her tags. Her mate tags!

Humans wore rings as a sign that they were married, but Luna didn’t want a ring. People might assume she was married to a man! Oh no, she wanted something that would mark her as a bitchwife through and through.

Something like a clit ring!

She had gotten the idea when she saw the pierced cunts of devoted slaves. Almost all of them were pierced through the hood, or around the pussy lips, but Luna wanted something a little bit different.

Which was why she was now at Maxim Piercings and Tattoo Parlor!

Her Daddy found this place for her, saying that the senior piercer did all sorts of naughty piercings and would not object to doing exactly what Luna wanted.

“Hello, we’re here!” Michael called as they stepped into the shop.

A few people turned to look, but most went back to their work.

A tall, heavily tattooed man emerged from the backroom, a little grin on his face.

“Are you Luna Carter?” he asked.

“Yes!” Luna said, excited. She bounced in place a few times, eager to get started.

“I watch your livestreams a lot,” the man said, extending his hand. Luna shook it enthusiastically.

“I’m Maxim, the owner of this place. Now why don’t we head to the backroom and get started?”

Luna followed him to the backroom where she disrobed and sat down in the chair, vibrating with nervous energy. She was completely bare, her nipples hard from the cold air, and her hairless cunt on display. Michael sat to one side, his camera out and filming.

“I’m getting my clit tag!” Luna announced to the camera and pointed down between her legs. She reached down and ruffled Owen’s short fur, giggling when he reached up to lap at her nipples.

Maxim came in with a tray of tools and sat down in his chair.

“Through the glans, you said?” he asked, pulling on his gloves in a business-like manner

Luna nodded enthusiastically.

“Okay then,” he said easily, and grabbed the disinfectant.

Luna gasped then the cold liquid was sprayed onto her teen cunt. The piercer wiped her pussy thoroughly with his cotton pads, making sure to get under her clit hood and around the nub.

“Take a deeeeep breath,” he said.

Luna sucked in some air, handing Owen over to her Daddy. Michael took Owen’s leash and made sure that the studly Doberman had a good view of what was about to happen.

He picked up the clamps and pinched her love button between them, making sure to get a tight grip. Luna whimpered as her clit was manhandled and pulled painfully away from her body. She clutched at the seat.

“I’m doing this for Owen, I’m doing this for Owen,” she whispered to herself. This would mark her as an unrepentant bitch. This meant there was no going back!

“Last chance to back out,” Maxim warned, but Luna shook her head.

“Do it,” she said, sounding more confident than she felt.

Maxim nodded, and brought the needle up to her clit.

With one practiced move, he stabbed it through the bundle of nerves.

“AIIIEEEEE!”

Luna screamed as sharp pain lanced through her crotch! Her clit was on fire!

“Oh oh oh oh!” Luna gasped, fingers curling into fists and eyes rolling up into her head. The needle, it was going through her!

The piercer had one arm braced against her pubic bone, keeping her in place while he deftly pushed the silver ring through her clit.

With a tiny little spark of a torch, the man welded it shut so that no one would be able to remove it ever again.

Michael brought the camera closer, zooming in on the nub that was now permanently ringed.

Maxim dabbed at Luna’s poor clit, wiping away the blood. When he was satisfied, he carefully hooked on a small pendant that read ‘Owen’s Mate’ on the front, and bitchwife’ on the back. Maxim welded that shut as well, then handed Luna a mirror.

Luna took it with shaky hands and looked at her brand new clit accessory.

There, hanging from her young little love nub, was a silver ring and a pendant that declared her true nature as a proper dog-fucking knot-loving bitchslut!

It was done. Luna was officially Owen’s mate and wife! She sighed in relief, smiling at Owen then at her Daddy.

Her clit throbbed angrily, but Luna’s heart was full. She couldn’t wear a ring on her finger to signify her relationship to Owen, but this was better. This was much much better. From now on, every step she took would be accompanied by a pull on her clit, the most sensitive part of her body. It would be a constant reminder of who she was even when Owen was not around. Since it was permanent, every single one of her future partners would know exactly who owned her first! Even if she wanted to deny it, she would never be able to!

“Now for my payment,” Maxim said as he unbuckled his belt.

Luna understood immediately. She sank to her knees and opened her mouth wide.

Maxim slapped her cheeks with his dick several times, then rubbed it all over her youthful face. He deliberately smeared her make up and then coated her cheeks in a layer of pre-cum.

“Love teen whores like you,” Maxim groaned, pushing the tip of his cock up against Luna’s nostrils. He rubbed his cock there several times until he gave Luna a pre-cum mustache, “Does my heart good to see teenage girls like you learning your place!”

Luna nodded enthusiastically, smiling widely up at Maxim. He was completely right. Teen sluts like her deserved to be on their knees and serving cock. Her mouth was meant to be a receptacle for cock and everything that came from a cock! Luna was grateful to her Daddy for starting her on this journey and being willing to coach her on how to be a proper dog-wife and bitchslut.

“Your stud-husband is a very lucky dog,” Maxim groaned as he slid his rock hard dick past Luna’s pink lips. He rubbed the head of his cock against the soft insides of her cheeks, marveling at the knowledge that the very same mouth had serviced dog after dog after dog.

He grabbed her blonde hair and started to facefuck her roughly, uncaring if his cock was wrecking her throat!

Luna moaned as her throat was brutally used by the man who just mutilated her poor little clit and put a ring in it. The rough movements rocked her whole body, making her new pendant swing back and forth. Her clit, still sore from the piercing, throbbed fiercely, but it only served to make her wetter than ever.

The pain was a good thing. She loved serving cocks, especially dog-cocks, and if that meant hurting her clit to let everyone know it was true, then so be it!

Off to the side, Owen’s cock was starting to pop out of its sheath, the stud eager to mount his bitch now that he smelled her growing arousal. To him, she was his hole to fuck whenever he pleased, a concept wholeheartedly encouraged by Michael.

Luna, ever conscious of her stud-husband’s needs, noticed his red rocket immediately. She moaned around the cock in her mouth and then raised her ass to fucking height so that Owen could access her fuckholes.

The stud mounted her immediately and slammed his raging hard-on into his preferred fuckport - her puckered shitter.

“MMMGNHPPH!” Luna let out a muffled, her eyes going wide as she choked on the cock in her throat.

Owen’s cock was dripping with his pre-cum, but it wasn’t enough to lube the way into Luna’s dry asshole. She was quite used to dry painal with Owen by now, but this time, it was accompanied by the wild swinging of her new clit pendant, which tugged painfully on the sensitive flesh.

Tears sprung to her eyes.

This was the price she had to pay to be a proper bitch for Owen! Her clit pleasure in exchange for being his mate! Yes! She was trading her pleasure to be his knot-addicted slut!

Luna moaned and whimpered and whined as her throat and shithole were callously abused. Her gushing pussy went untouched as she dedicated her attention to the cocks that were using her body roughly.

She was a teen dog slut, a knot-addicted whore, a bitchwife, and it made her utterly happy to be this way!

Maxim, overcome by the sight of a teenage girl deepthroating his cock while being anally mounted by a large Doberman, didn’t last very long. He groaned as he blew his load into Luna’s eager throat.

“Daaaaamn,” he said in admiration when Luna didn’t pull off immediately after, but instead continued to suckle on his softening dick gently.

“I don’t want to miss the show, but I got to piss,” he said regretfully.

Michael laughed.

“Go ahead!” he said.

“What?” Maxim asked in surprise.

“Luna drinks every single thing that comes out of a cock, including piss!” Michael explained, motioning to Luna, who nodded eagerly. She pressed her lips up against Maxim’s pubic bone and looked up at him with pleading eyes.

Maxim grinned down at her and said, “Don’t mind if I do.”

He let his piss flow in a controlled manner, taking care not to overfill Luna’s mouth. Her gaze went half-lidded in cock-slut bliss as her mouth filled with the hot, strong pee of a virile adult man.

She swallowed eagerly, shivering lightly at the musky taste.

Maxim’s cock twitched valiantly in her mouth, trying to get hard again, but alas, he was not that young anymore.

“Damn,” he said again when Luna eagerly lapped the last drops of pee from the slit of his dick and then proceeded to tongue bath his cock and balls thoroughly with a look of adoration on her face.

“Where are your manners, Luna!” Michael scolded.

Luna blushed.

“Thank you for piercing my clit, sir. Thank you for fucking my throat. Thank you for pissing in my mouth. Thank you for helping me on my journey to becoming a proper bitchwife and cockslut!” Luna punctuated her thanks with kisses all up and down Maxim’s cock and balls, giving them all the attention she could afford while Owen was still ramming his red rocket into her chafing asshole.

“And?” Michael prompted.

“Ooo, and please, please do come to my wedding!” Luna added, panting now that Owen was starting to knot her shitter.

“A wedding?” Maxim asked in surprise.

“Yes, we are holding a proper wedding at Knottingham Kennels in two weeks time,” Luna managed to say as her hole was stretched to its limit. She whimpered in anal pain and moaned.

Maxim couldn’t help but love the sight of her tear and cum stained face, still trying valiantly to smile as she delivered the invitation.

“The wedding ceremony will start at 10 on Saturday morning. Please come if you’re able, I’d love to have you there-oh oh oh!” Luna’s words trailed off into sharp gasps as Owen reminded her who was in charge with brutal stabs of his swollen cock into her hole.

She put her head down on the floor and reached back to grab her ankles, assuming the classic bitchwife breeding position.

“We’d love to have you there,” Michael added as he pulled out a chair to enjoy the sight of Luna being anally bred and fucked by her stud-husband.

“I will,” Maxim promised, taking a seat next to the other man.

Luna could only moan with happiness.

The day of her wedding ceremony dawned bright and early, with clear skies and not a raincloud in sight, the perfect day for taking her vows as a bitch.

“Here, remember your pills!” Aimee said, shaking the bottle and setting it on the table.

Luna dutifully popped the top off and took two. She had been taking the Bitch pills ever since she signed the mating papers. The effects were starting to show and Owen was becoming insatiable. Her asshole had never been so sore!

“This is so exciting!” Harmony exclaimed from beside Luna, bouncing up and down in delight.

Harmony was a year older than Luna but she hadn’t been with her dog for very long since she didn’t have the opportunity to start her bitch journey at a young age like Luna. She flitted around, fixing Luna’s hair and dress.

“How do I look?” Luna asked anxiously. It was an important day and it would be immortalized both in print and on the internet!

“Beautiful,” Harmony assured her, adding another pin to Luna’s curly updo.

“C’mon, the photographer is waiting for us and we have twenty minutes before the ceremony starts!” Harmony prompted Luna.

The two teenage girls giggled and then quickly left the room to go outside.

Knottingham Kennels’ huge grounds had been tastefully decorated with floral arrangements and a simple pastel backdrop that said “Luna & Owen” in cursive letters. Luna headed over there, where the rest of the bitchmaids were waiting.

All of the girls wore light blue underbust corsets that pushed up their bare tits, and flowy knee-length skirts that parted in the front so that every step they took would flash onlookers with a view of their pretty young pussies.

Luna wore a white underbust corset that had floral print on it. Her pert young breasts were topped by nipple clamps that were connected by a lovely gold chain that had daisies woven through it. Her shawl was made out of sheer material so that it wouldn’t obscure any of her beautiful lush skin. Her white flowy ankle-length skirt also did not close in the front and the guests kept catching glimpses of the silver ring behind it.

“I can’t believe you’re getting married,” Rose whispered excitedly. She was a strawberry blonde teen who was just starting out as a full-time DogTube star.

“I can’t believe you got a clit tag!” Bridget added, reaching out to flick the pendant.

Luna squeaked and swatted at Bridget’s hand indignantly. She was still tender down there!

“I think it’s romantic,” Harmony added with a dreamy sigh, “You’re such an inspiration to all the bitchsluts out there. I think I might be brave enough to get my clit tagged too!”