Chapter 7: Bitching day PT. 1

“Good morning, Luna! I hope you’re ready for our trip to the dogpark?” Michael Stanton strode into the room and threw open the curtains. The early morning light streamed in and fell on the teen girl that was currently getting her asshole plowed by her canine-husband.

“Ooo ooo yes, Daddy!” Luna moaned as Owen pulverized her young shithole.

“Uh-oh, Luna, bad girl. Strike one!” Michael warned her.

“Sorry daddy!” Luna gasped reflexively.

“Strike two! You’re not supposed to be speaking at all today. That’s going to be 20 lashes with the crop later!” Michael informed her as he moved around her to the dresser. He picked out a pretty white collar, bone shaped nipple rings, cock shaped earrings, and a heart-shaped clitcessory for her.

Luna whimpered, not because her shitter was being painfully violated by her dominant canine husband in that particular moment, but because she had forgotten about her commitment to a proper bitch day!

It had been three months since her 18th birthday. Three glorious months of being Owen’s official mated bitchwife in the eyes of the law and being allowed to legally see to her studsband’s needs wherever he desired!

Luna had gotten her dream mating ceremony, a beautiful honeymoon where she finally learned how to cum from bestial painal, and discovered that 9 out of 10 male teachers in her school not only watched her show but were wholly supportive of her new status.

Her official mating orgy video had been the top ranking video on Dogtube for two months solid and was only overtaken by her honeymoon public sex compilation. Her entire school, all her classmates had found out her true status as a bitchwife, which was perfect for helping her to overcome her lasting feelings of humiliation.

Her life as it was now would be perfect if it wasn’t for one small thing.

Last week, Daddy sat her down for a very important talk. A Bitching Talk.

See, while Luna had committed herself to serving her canine-husband’s cock regardless of time and place, she was still partaking in many human activities. She was, according to her Daddy, a human who assumed the bitch position for her stud, but she wasn’t being a real bitch.

Daddy showed her a video clip that had been sent over by Mr Gee. It was a recording of one of his clitless slaves.

The slave in the clip was moaning and whining exactly like a dog as her mate plowed her asshole. The stud was wearing some kind of cocksheath that had sharp nubs on it to further increase the anal agony of the slave. Yet, she willingly pushed her hips backwards onto that punishing cock, welcoming the painful anal intrusion. Weights hung from her nipples, tugging on them painfully as she suffered on her mate’s cock. Cords threaded through the piercings on her pussy lips kept her cunt nice and spread. The pendant that hung from her collar’s D-ring housed her removed clitoris. She was wet, that much was evident, but her focus was solely on her mate.

A voice off camera commanded the slave, “You may cum, bitch.”

And upon hearing those words, the slave began to bark exactly like a dog.

“Arf arf arf!” she barked as she came, but her hole never stopped clenching and working on the knot pummeling her asshole. The dedication she had towards cock was incredible!

After thirty long minutes of nonstop painal, the stud finally dismounted and took his cock with him, leaving the slave to whimper and whine.

She didn’t get to her feet.

She crawled over to her human owner and whined, pawing at his hands. The man produced a large plug and held it out to the slave. The slave kissed it and turned around, presenting her ass for the man to insert the toy.

“You wanna play with balls?” The owner asked after the slave was plugged.

“Arf arf!” The slave knelt up in the begging position and begged with her tongue rolling out.

Luna was transfixed. This girl hadn’t just given up her pleasure and her clit, she had committed herself to the role completely by taking on canine characteristics to be closer to her mate!

“You’re still holding onto your human nature, Luna,” Daddy had said to her when the clip had stopped, “We need to talk about how to make you a better bitch in terms of restricting your speech and helping you get used to canine mannerisms!” he informed her.

The teenage girl was touched. Her Daddy always had her best interests in mind. She wanted to be as dedicated as that slave, learning to delay her own pleasure, getting used to being a proper dog-bitch instead of human-bitch.

Daddy proposed that every Saturday would be Bitching day. Luna was only to communicate in barks, whines, and growls and she would be leashed the whole day. Each time she spoke, she would receive 10 lashes of the crop, to be dealt onto her privates at the end of the day. The soreness would remind her to watch her mouth for the rest of the week. Every Saturday, she would be forbidden from eating at the table like a human would. Instead, she would eat and drink from bowls on the floor like a bitch. This would help her become closer to her studsband and honor his canine lifestyle.

Luna had agreed immediately. She loved Owen with all her heart and wanted to do everything in her power to become a better mate.

Which was why today was her first Bitching Day.

It wasn’t even 8 yet, but she had already accumulated 20 strikes from the crop! Luna couldn’t help but feel discouraged. She let out a whine of sadness, a tear sliding down her rosy cheeks as she milked Owen’s cock with her ass.

“Don’t be discouraged, Luna,” Daddy said, crouching down beside her head. He patted her curls and pinched her cheeks, “It’s not an easy process and it’ll take weeks, maybe months before you get used to being a fulltime dog-bitch.”

Luna whined again, wishing she could use her voice to tell Daddy how sorry she was for messing up.

Her Daddy gave her an encouraging smile has he gathered some supplies for their outing to the dog park.

The dog park wasn’t near Knottingham Kennels. It was a 3 hour drive away in the next city, a special park where bitchwives and dogsluts like Luna could get together and socialize. Luna had never been there before and Daddy decided it was the perfect place for her to begin her bitching process.

Among the things he put in Luna’s bag were a fluffy plug tail, some puppy paws, different leashes, a water bottle, bitch snacks, and lots of sunscreen.

Owen’s knot was beginning to deflate and Luna let out a sigh of relief. The Bitch Pills had increased both her and Owen’s sex drive and it felt like they couldn’t go a couple of hours before starting to fuck again. It was really chafing her asshole! Thankfully, the cream that Dr McKinney prescribed seemed to work at healing the damage Owen dealt to her shitter!

“C’mon, paws up,” Daddy patted his knee. Luna crawled over and then put her closed fists on his knees.

“Tits,” Daddy ordered. Luna pushed her chest out, moaning when Daddy put on her nipple rings. He had decided that she needed her nipples pierced after seeing the slave video and Luna would never dare to argue. Daddy knew what was best for her slutty body after all! So she had gotten her nipples pierced too. Daddy attached a delicate gold chain between the rings, connecting them.

Next, he helped put on her earrings, sliding the obscene studs through the holes in her earlobes. Daddy tied her hair into two high pigtails and secured them with pink ribbons, then made her lie down on her back and present her teen cunt to him.

“Never get tired of seeing this,” Daddy commented, tugging on Luna’s clit tag.

Luna yelped and Daddy spanked her pussy roughly.

“Stay!” he snapped at her and Luna hurriedly settled down, spreading her legs wider.

Daddy teased the nub for a bit, admiring the permanent metal piercing, a sign of Luna’s depraved commitment. He grinned when Luna moaned at the teasing, then finally attached the heart shaped pendant.

“Okay, time for breakfast,” he said with a smile, getting up to go downstairs.

The other dogsluts were already at the table, eating their cereal. Harmony had a slutshoot later and several others were going to hangout at the mall. When they saw Luna coming down the stairs, they greeted her enthusiastically but Luna could only bark in response.

“Arf arf!” she yipped, trying to convey her happiness at seeing her friends so early in the morning. Out of pure habit, she began to get to her feet, but a warning ‘ahem’ from Daddy swiftly reminded her of today’s agenda.

“Your bowl is over there,” Daddy said, pointing to the steel bowl in the corner with Luna’s name etched on the side, it was right next to Owen’s bowl too!

The food inside was a special type of kibble formulated for humans who wanted the dog experience. But it looked incredibly dry. Luna scrunched up her face at the unappetizing food, then gave Daddy a pleading look. Couldn’t she just have cereal?

“Owen eats kibble all the time,” Daddy told her with a severe look.

Luna immediately felt ashamed. If kibble was good enough for Owen, it was good enough for her, right? But it looked so ... so dry...

Daddy, sensing her reluctance, pulled out his cock and began to piss in the kibble!

“I’ll soften it up for you this time but you’ll have to get used to eating it dry in the future!” he warned Luna as he filled the bowl halfway with his strong morning piss.

Luna yipped with relief and gratitude. She knelt up and then kissed his cock, cleaning the drops of urine from its tip before nudging it back to his fly with her nose.

Daddy rubbed his cock across her entire face first before tucking himself away. He jerked his head towards the bowl.

“Eat before it gets cold,” he said, then turned to sit at the table with the rest of the dogsluts and the staff.

Luna crawled to her bowl. Owen was already crunching away eagerly, gathering his energy for a productive day of bitch mounting. Luna bent her head to the slop. Daddy’s pungent pee had soaked into the kibble and softened it up, warming it as well. She opened her mouth and pushed her nose into the mess gingerly, taking a small bite of it.

The meaty scent of the kibble combined with her Daddy’s strong piss to form a strange musky, bitter taste. It was unpleasant, but Luna steeled herself and committed to the act. Now that she was Owen’s official mate, she had to start acting like a real bitch! And real bitches ate from doggie food bowls!

Bit by bit, Luna chewed and swallowed, slowly getting used to eating without her hands.

When she was done, she crawled over to Daddy, dragging her bowl to show that she had even licked it clean!

Daddy petted her hair again and then wiped her face with a handkerchief.

“You’re such a mess,” he said affectionately. “Now go get your leash, it’s by the door.”

The door?

Luna tilted her head in confusion, didn’t Daddy always hold onto her leash?

She crawled over to the main double doors and immediately noticed the addition. There was a brand new row of wall hooks. They were all empty save for one. The label on top of the hook read ‘Luna’, and a pretty pink leash hung from it.

Daddy was really going all out in helping Luna to learn her place as a bitch. The studs in the compound had their leashes hanging by the back door, near where the kennels were. They knew which one was theirs and would go get them for the trainers before going for a walk! Daddy had thought to give Luna a surprise by hanging up her leash like they did with the dogs.

Luna knelt up and grabbed the leash with her mouth, feeling a strange sort of excitement as she quickly crawled back to the dining hall.

“Good girl!” Daddy praised as she crawled towards him. Luna dropped the leash in his hand and then quickly pushed her hips out so that Daddy could clip it to her clit ring.

The moment metal met metal, Luna couldn’t help but whimper. This leash, a brand new one, was heavier than the others, it was an unpleasant but welcome weight on her sore nub.

“I know, I know it hurts but it will help you get used to clit-directions!” Daddy stroked her cheeks and wiped away the tears that escaped her blue eyes.

Luna whined but she knew it was for her own good!

The final piece of the puzzle were the puppy paws and knee pads. Daddy helped her to put them on, then stood up.

“Owen, come!” he ordered.

The Doberman immediately wandered over to Daddy’s side and looked at him expectantly.

“You truly look like a matched pair,” Daddy said with a grin. He snapped a photo of the two of them sitting side by side before taking them out to the car.

Luna panted and gasped, not used to the new weight of her clit leash, but she bravely crawled at Daddy’s feet, wearing nothing but her rings and clitcessory, feeling excited for a brand new experience.

“Luna wake up!” Michael shook his young charge awake. She had fallen asleep an hour into the drive and stayed that way the rest of the trip. She hadn’t even roused when Michael teased her clit.

“Huh?” she said, still confused as she blinked away the last vestiges of sleep. Then after a split second, her face fell, realizing that she had just gotten herself another 10 lashes of the crop.

“Strike three,” Michael said with a grin when Luna pouted. She crossed her arms and sulked.

“Strike four,” Michael said idly, and laughed when Luna hurriedly uncrossed her arms. Dogs couldn’t cross their legs so Luna would not be allowed to as well.

Michael tugged at her clit leash, drawing a moan from her. It took her a moment to figure out how to get down from the car on hands and knees, but she managed. Luna looked around inquisitively. Being so close to the ground in a park must have been new territory for her, she crawled a few steps away, and then turned to look at Michael over her shoulder when Owen went bounding past her to investigate a new smell.