Chapter 8; Bitching day PT 2

A beautiful Saturday afternoon and Michael was spending it in the dog park, watching two young women getting their assholes plowed wide open by their canine masters.

Nomi was one of Knottingham’s alumni. She had been adopted by Archie a few weeks after Luna came to the Kennels. While most of the sluts at Knottingham eventually paired up with a canine master, some of them like Nomi, never really formed an attachment to any of the dogs there. Archie had a large Rottweiler and he wanted to find a good slut for his dog. When he heard that Nomi was a dogslut in need of a stud, he drove down to see her with Gunner in tow.

Michael wanted to say it was love at first sight but Nomi had to be persuaded to give Gunner a three month trial. In the end though, she had agreed to be his bitch after only a month. Seeing her now, it was vastly apparent that she took his bitch-training to heart and submitted wholly to her new canine owner. It gratified Michael to see that she had found a loving home.

Soon enough, Owen and Gunner finished drilling their bitches and ambled off to play some more, leaving the two dogwhores panting with their asses still in the air.

“Looks amazing,” Vince said with a grin, taking his camera out to snap a picture of their creamed and gaping assholes.

“Good slut, Luna,” Michael said affectionately, pulling out a Bitch Treat as well.

The Bitch Treats were made like the kibble for humans. They had complete nutrition profiles suitable for growing bitchsluts like Luna. They didn’t taste great, but they were necessary for her training. She had to realize that she could no longer eat like a human or drink like a human if she wanted to be a bitch.

Luna instinctively reached for the treat with both hands.

“Strike six,” Michael told her with a shake of his head.

Luna gasped, clapping her hands over her mouth.

When Michael gave her a warning look, she quickly moved them to the beg position, looking chastised. Too bad for her though, he wasn’t going to go easy on her.

“Strike seven,” he informed her.

Luna whined, tears escaping the corners of her blue eyes. Seven mistakes by lunch. How many more would she make as the day went on? Seven mistakes meant seventy lashes from the crop. Both Michael and Luna knew that by the time the punishment was over, her holes would be sore for a week!

“Ass up,” Michael ordered.

Luna obeyed, sticking her ass up and out.

Michael unwrapped the Bitch Treat and then pushed it all the way into Luna’s gaping shitter. He relished the way she gasped and whined as he used the grainy texture of the treat to chafe her rectal walls and scrape up the cum that Owen had pumped inside.

When the brown coloured treat was completely covered in cum, Michael allowed Luna to sit back on her haunches and eat the treat from his hand. He knew very well that Luna probably would hate the taste of the treat, but she associated any sort of cum with arousal and positive emotions, so coating her treat in cum would help her get used to eating it.

Luna polished off the treat, looking a little conflicted. She opened her mouth and nearly spoke, but then remembered in the nick of time and gave two appreciative barks instead.

“Good girl,” Michael said with a smile.

Just as he was about to nudge her and tell her to go socialize some more, a brunette dogslut came up to their blanket with a large double dildo in her mouth.

The brunette dropped the dildo at Michael’s feet and gave two questioning barks as if asking permission for Luna to come and play.

“You may,” Michael told her.

Excited, the brunette scampered around in a circle, yipped again, then picked up the dildo and ran off. Luna, eager to make new friends, followed behind the other dogslut eagerly.

Michael watched her go, admiring the way her clit tag and pendant glinted between her legs.

“Luna’s adorable,” Vince said with a tiny smile on her face, “Very bright, very bubbly personality. Fucks well to,” he added.

“You could get yourself a slut too, you know?” Archie pointed out, “Knottingham isn’t the only place you can get sluts like that. What about Mr Gee? He’s got an arsenal of sluts in his mansion. Surely he knows someone who can get you a canine slut for Hunter over here!”

“Nah,” Vince shook his head, “Sure Nomi and Luna are very sweet but I have tastes that are a little more ... violent.”

Michael and Archie shared knowing looks.

“You want a reluctant dogslut?” Archie asked, “The kind that knows she was manipulated into enjoying cock? Or the kind that can’t cum at all and they know it’s because of the cum inhibitor? Or you don’t care as long as she hates being a canine fucksleeve?”

“Definitely the kind that can’t help cumming but they know it’s because of the cum control device.” Vince said, his gaze turning sadistic.

Michael threw back his head and laughed.

“There are so many places that sell slaves with implanted cum controllers. Why don’t you just get one?” he pointed out, “Most of them hate being bred by dogs but they won’t have a choice. Here I’ll even give you the number of one of the trainers I know. He can show you some samples and if you like the look of the slaves, you can bring Hunter over for a test fuck!”

Vince looked intrigued.

“That sounds like a great idea!” he exclaimed, whipping out his phone to take down the number.

Michael grinned to himself. Having been in the industry of grooming teens into canine-lovers for so long, he had all sorts of friends. One of which included a slave trainer at a cum-free facility. Michael knew for a fact that the facility included canine and equine training for the sluts, making them prime reluctance and humiliation fodder.

Half of Mr Gee’s slaves came from that facility and he sent all of his slaves there to have their clits removed. Michael had been privy to quite a few of those and deeply admired the skill required to neatly excise the tiny piece of flesh while leaving a minimal scar.

“Hey, excuse me, I think your dog tried to get into the toilet,” a young lady said, looking a little angry.

Michael turned to look and sure enough, there was Luna sitting by the tiny restroom.

Sighing, Michael got up and strode over to her.

“That’s eight, you know?” he told her with a severe expression.

Luna’s lower lip was trembling. She looked as if she desperately wanted to say something but she knew she could not without incurring additional penalty.

This was the part that most bitches struggled with - pissing and pooping in public.

Humans were socialized to always use a bathroom but bitches and dogs were not.

“The doggie poop area is over there,” Michael said as he hid a smile, leading Luna over to a patch of grass where a few other sluts were squatting. He loved watching a bitch do her business in public for the first time. Luna was about to realize what it really meant to be a bitch!

Luna’s face turned pale when she realized that the slender brunette in front of her was pushing out a giant turd!

“Ungh!” the slut moaned as the piece of poop vacated her asshole.

The puffy anal ring closed, cutting off the log. It fell to the ground where a few other pieces already lay. The brunette waddled a few steps away, turned around to inspect her shit, then went back to her owner. The owner gave her a quick wipe between her asscheeks, tossed the paper into the nearby trashbin, then led the slut away.

“It’s your turn!” Daddy told Luna.

The blonde teen whimpered.

“I’ll make it a nine,” Daddy warned.

Luna gave him a super betrayed look, but quickly crawled to an empty piece of grass and squatted over it. Her adorable youthful face scrunched up as the turd started to slide out of her bowels. Her anus, so frequently pulverized by cocks and plugged with large toys, opened up easily. The smelly turd vacated her ass fairly quickly and then dropped to the grass below her.

Her face was bright red now, unable to believe that she was shitting herself in public.

Before she could finish though, Owen came bounding up to them, his red rocket already erect and ready to launch! Luna, seeing this, started to crawl away quickly so that she could finish her business. But Owen saw his bitchwife on all fours and he would not be denied his rights as her lawfully mated studhusband. He lunged at her, clamped down on her hips with his strong front paws, slamming his massive dog cock into her crusty shithole.

“NO NO OWEN STOP!” Luna squeaked in horror. She quickly bit her lip to keep herself from speaking anymore, but the damage was done.

“That’s nine!” Daddy informed her, shaking his head in disappointment.

Tears started to stream down Luna’s face. Not only was she feeling the humiliation and horror of being raped in her shit-filled asshole while she was taking her first shit in public, she was also disappointed in herself for making so many mistakes in a day!

Luna could feel Owen’s cock packing her shit back into the depths of her bowels, each thrust pushing her turd back further into her body. It was disgusting, it was filthy, but Luna’s pussy gushed all the same. After all, the meaty pole currently stuffing her poop back into her hole belonged to her beloved studhusband and she loved every single thing he did to her.

Resigned to her rape, Luna put her head down and submitted to Owen’s rough pounding.

Being hammered day and night by the same cock might have gotten repetitive for anyone else, but Luna treasured each fuck because of how submissive it made her feel. It gave her peace, to know that Owen loved hammering his dick into her holes. His cock was a constant, the feeling of his knot stretching and hurting her holes was a constant. The way he fucked into her asspussy was a constant. Everything about sex with Owen was a constant that Luna could rely on.

She whimpered, his knot starting to fill her asshole.

All the shit that was going to come out had now been shoved all the way back into her intestines, packed back into place by his canine rod. And now, he was coating it with his puppy batter!

Arousal lanced through Luna’s body, warring with her humiliation. To become a good and slutty bitchwife, she had to accept becoming a filthy and disgusting human, which meant that if Owen wanted to pack her fudge, she could not refuse him with her voice or her hands!

Owen, having already cum several times that day, deflated pretty quickly and his cock slipped free of Luna’s filthy shitter.

Luna whimpered as she felt cum leak out of her hole.

Then, just when she thought her humiliation was complete, Daddy spoke.

“Clean him.”

Luna’s mouth opened and closed several times.

Then she bowed her head, knowing it was futile to protest. She was the one who got his cock dirty and covered in her poop. She had to clean him up.

Luna crawled over to Owen and got down under him, lying on the scratchy grass. There was a turd two feet away from her and it made her grimace. Owen’s cock hadn’t gone down all the way yet and Luna could see some brown stuff clinging to it.

She whimpered once, then steeled herself.

With an open mouth and open heart, Luna began to lick her own shit off Owen’s cock. She lapped at his cock with broad swipes of her tongue, making sure to get every last bit of disgusting crap off the red organ. To her surprise and relief, the taste was not as bad as she thought. For some reason, she thought that crap would taste worse than doing ass to mouth. She adored sucking cocks that had been in her ass when they were covered in her assjuices. The brown sludge that coated Owen’s canine fuckstick had the same musky stench, coupled with the masculine odour of virile dog. The texture of her shit was like congealing porridge or like ... like cooling cum. When Luna thought about it this way, she realized that the act of cleaning Owen’s shit covered cock wasn’t as horrible as she imagined. Her own prejudices and upbringing made her think it was, but really after all she had done as his bitchwife, this was only a small step in serving him better.