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On her way to work, Merrie was kidnapped off the streets of Franome City
by a thriban named Bass. It didn't take long before she found out her
fate: to be broken, trained as a puppy sex slave, and sold to the
highest bidder. But, what started as a journey of terror became
something else when she found magic in her submission and a destiny that
went far beyond a mere slave.

Puppy Mill 08: Gentle Lessons
by t'Sade

Sable's idea of punishment was riding Ass Licker's face until her tongue
ached. But, Licker's lessons weren't over but Bass isn't always the
cruel master.

(Ff oral bd magic, MF size reluc magic)

**

Merrie dozed on the beach of the pond, her eyes half open as she stared
at the bright blue sky. Underneath her, the sand had molded to her
curves, cradling her. She knew she was in a terrible place, but as she
lay in the sun, she could almost find herself enjoying it. Her mind
drifted to Licker's rape and Bass' huge cock disappearing into her body,
and felt a shiver of pleasure. It was only a matter of hours or days
until Merrie would be on her knees, impaled by that very shaft. She knew
it would hurt, more than she could imagine, but his brutal domination
and size made her just want it more.

She groaned and rolled over on her belly. Her gloved hands slid through
the moist sand beneath her as she adjusted her body, moving until her
breasts ground into the surface of the small beach. Through a thin
screen of grasses, she could see Bass and Borias talking to each other.
Sama, Diver, Throat, and Holes were crouched on the ground next to them.
Each of them had a leash on, clipped to their collar and held in their
respective trainers' hands.

With a start, Merrie reached up to her own collar. Her knuckles brushed
against the metal, but there was no leash keeping her bound. Her mouth
open with surprise, and she stared at the two trainers in shock.

Borias glanced over and gave her a wink. He returned to his conversation
with Bass. "So, boss? Can I take your Sable? Me girls could use bit of a
role model to show 'em what a real bitch acts like."

"Why not? She's been riding Licker's face for almost an half hour now."

Borias chuckled. "Aye, that girl's tongue gonna be sore. Maybe she be
learnin' not to try runnin' away."

"That," murmured Bass, "wasn't even close to running away. Sable keeps a
good eye on the new bitches."

"Wouldn't know. You and Tabby are the only ones with alphas. Maybe I
should borrow your Cunt too?"

"No," came the sudden and harsh reply.

"Sorry I asked," muttered Borias as he stood up. "Here, boss, hold me
girls while I get your bitch?"

Bass grunted and took the offered leashes. Borias brushed his hands on
his thighs and walked toward Merrie. He had a smile on his lips. As he
drew closer, he motioned for Merrie to get up.

Merrie pushed herself to her hands and knees. She looked up as the
trainer patted his thigh. "C'mon, girl, let's get your bitch sister. Heel."

She wasn't sure if that was a command, but she knew what dogs did to
heel. She turned around and crawled next to him, less than a foot from
his thigh. Her booted knees crunched the sand, then gravel as they
circled the water.

"Good girl."

Merrie shivered at the pleasure of his compliment, even though it came
from the collar.

As they walked, he spoke cheerfully. "Ya know, we all have roles here.
Bass teaches you how to take that big log of his. He'd ruin you for
everyone else, but mother makes you nice and tight for us little guys.
Got to thank those collars of hers for that. Best idea she got since
convincin' a paladin to get me out of Abbinkey."

He paused to let her crawl over a ridge before he continued, "Piffin is
perfection. An anal bastard who expects everything from you bitches in
precise distances. Spread your legs thirty inches, not thirty-one.
Grange is the cruel master you never want. I hate him, he reminds me of
the gang leaders in Abbinkey that go around raping everyone. And beatin'
up everyone to make themselves feel important."

"Tabby... well, Tabby scares me too much." He looked around, "And I
better not be talking bad about her. She might hear, and I don't like
when she humps me face."

As they came around the bushes Sable had hid in earlier, Borias lowered
his hand, resting it on the back of Merrie's neck. She shivered at the
contact, but had to concentrate to keep up with his pace. "And me? Well,
I teach pretty little girls like you to swallow past your gag reflex.
Ain't nothin' too dirty for me, but it prepares you for those nasty
masters out there. Assholes who take a perfectly good and sexy girl and
use her for nothin' but a chamber pot."

Merrie listened as she stared at Sable and Licker. Sable sat on Licker's
chest, rubbing her pussy along Licker's throat and face. Even from a
distance, Merrie could see Sable's juices coating Licker's face with a
glistening glaze.

"And Sable," Borias lowered his voice, "got a role here too. She and
Dixie show you girls what happens when you stop resistin'. The smart
ones," his hand moved to stroke Merrie's ears, "like you learn quickly,
and that makes me jealous. Wish I got the alpha instead of boss."

As they came to a halt next to Sable and Licker, Sable crawled off and
sat on the grass. Her ass wiggled back and forth and she panted. She had
a blush on her cheeks and a broad grin on her face.

Licker, on the other hand, slumped on the ground and looked miserable.
She blinked, and her soaked eyelashes stuck to her face. Sable's drying
juices covered her from nipples to hair, and one of the dog ears had
come undone.

"Damn Sable, can she even use her tongue?"

Sable barked once and wiggled even more. Her tail wagged back and forth,
swishing through the grass as she moved.

Borias knelt down next to Licker and stuck his fingers in her mouth. He
inspected her for a moment, then he smiled. His other hand slid down to
Licker's nipples and teased them. "Very good girl," Licker shuddered
under his hands, "but don't be runnin' away, k?"

Licker moaned and tried to turn away from him, but he twisted her
nipple. "No, I'm bein' serious, Licker. If you did get away, Tabby will
come for you. And trust me, you don't want Tabby."

At her whimper, Borias reached down further and forced his hand between
her legs. He stroked her a few times before sniffing his fingers. "Good
girl, you just be relaxin' k?"

Licker whimpered as the pleasure shook through her body. Merrie felt a
sympathetic pleasure coursing through herself as well.

Borias guided Licker to her hands and knees. His hand rested on her
tight, teenage belly until she got her balance, then he clipped a lead
to her collar. "Come on, let's get you to the boss so I can borrow Sable
for the night."

Sable barked cheerfully and ran around in a circle.

He turned and started to head back around the pond. Sable barked and
surged forward, circling around him as she bounded through the grass.
Licker resisted until the lead grew taut and dragged her after Borias.
She relented and followed with her head hung low.

Merrie worried her lip, then crawled after them. She came even with
Licker, and something kept her beside the teenage girl.

"Hard to believe," Merrie looked up to see Borias talking over his
shoulder to them, "that you were kidnapped just yesterday. Lot happened
already, huh?"

Licker didn't answer, but Sable gave Merrie a hard look. Blushing,
Merrie barked once to answer him.

"Don't worry, a lot more is gonna happen tonight. Or even after lunch.
The first few days are always hard. Boss needs to rip you open and
mother's gotta heal you. A couple times of that, and you can handle that
big ol' dick of boss in any of your holes. Trust me, soon you'll be
craving that dick in your ass."

Merrie shivered at the thought of being bent over something, her
vulnerable ass exposed to Bass' cock. Her ass clenched around its plug
with anticipation. She looked over at the broken Licker, and felt guilty
at her excitement.

Licker shot Merrie a look through the hair draping over her face. It was
filled with hatred, humiliation, and despair. The look of it shook
Merrie to the bone.

Merrie knew she shouldn't look forward to being raped, but it didn't
feel like rape anymore, not to Merrie. She was there against her will,
and she would try to escape if she could. Yet at the same time, she
craved that feeling of being dominated more than she ever thought
possible. It was like a drug, even stronger than that of the pleasure
from her magical collar. Like before, Merrie wondered if there was
something terribly wrong with her. She peeked over at Sable, who happily
bounded ahead of Borias. Merrie wondered if Sable accepted her position
as easily as Merrie did.

Lost in her thoughts, they had walked back around the pond before she
realized it.

"Here ya go, boss. Three lovely girls, includin' one that probably won't
be speakin' for a while."

Bass looked up from where he lay on the ground. He was sprawled out,
leaning on one elbow. His hand held Sama close to him as his fingers
stroked up and down her slit, his wrist against the tail sprouting from
her ass. A look of reluctant pleasure stormed across Sama's face as she
looked at Merrie helplessly. Across from Sama, Throat Diver knelt on the
ground as she lapped at Bass' immense cock, his pre-cum soaking her face
and hair. The other two, Holes and Throat, were crouched on the ground
as far away as their leashes would let them.

Borias chuckled. "Aww, that looks nice, but I got to be takin' my girls
back to the hall. Time for a bit of toilet trainin'. Well, not Throat
because she earned a night off."

Diver and Holes looked up with naked fear on their faces. Throat glanced
over two her two bitch sisters then ducked her head down when they shot
glares at her. Merrie shivered at their look, afraid of what the
cheerful Borias did in his room.

"Aw, come on, it's just a bit of pee. Damn girls, can't even appreciate
a proper bit of watersports." He rested his hand on Merrie's shoulder,
"I bet you would, wouldn't you?"

Merrie whimpered, shivering with the mixture of revulsion and
realization that if Borias wanted to, he would could make her do
anything. She tightened her body and looked away, but she knew Borias
was smiling.

"All right," he released Merrie, "catch you later, boss."

"See you at dinner, Bori," grumbled Bass.

"Don't forget we got a dog show after the meal. I bet Throat is gonna
win the blue." Borias grabbed the leads for his three girls and headed
out across the grass, whistling cheerfully. Throat trailed behind at
first, then peeked over her shoulder. She gave Merrie a look of
desperation and helplessness, until Borias tugged on the leash and
pulled her along.

Merrie watched until the trainer, the three girls, and Sable disappeared
out of sight. Then, she peeked over at her own trainer.

Bass continued to slide his fingers up and down Sama's slit as he looked
at Merrie, a strange expression on her face. It was a piercing, almost
angry look, and she cringed at the yellowed eyes focused on her.

Frightened, Merrie looked around until her eyes rested on Licker. The
teenage girl curled in a fetal position on the ground, her booted hands
covering her face. Her leash draped over her naked hip and led over to
Bass, who had left it coiled on the ground underneath his hand. Merrie
crawled over to Licker.

Up close, she could see that Licker was crying into her hands, the tears
rolling down through Sable's juices that covered her face. A pang of
sympathy flooded Merrie. She glanced over at Bass, who still watched
her, then crawled up and rested her chest against Licker's side.

The teenage girl shuddered and curled up tighter. She turned her head
away from Merrie and buried it in the grass below her.

Not really understanding why she did it, Merrie rubbed her cheek against
Licker's shoulders. When that didn't help the girl, she licked the curl
of ear that peeked from the long black hair draped along her neck. The
ear was sweet and tangy and tasted of Sable's pussy. Even as Licker
shivered, Merrie rubbed her breasts along Licker's body and sucked on
the teenage girl's earlobe. Her lips worked their way down to the
slender neck, working into the junction of her shoulder. Merrie felt a
shiver course through Licker's body, and a minute relaxing.

Encouraged, Merrie continued and forced her head underneath Licker's
chin. Licker resisted, but Merrie shifted to a better angle and jammed
her mouth in to lap at Licker's throat. It was soft and sweaty and
smelled of pussy. Sable's juices were everywhere, but Merrie worked at
it, licking the teenager's face and throat until she could no longer
taste the tangy sweet flavor of Sable.

As she finished cleaning Licker's shoulder, she heard Bass come up. A
tingle coursed through her body as she lowered her body to raise her
hips. She slid her legs apart to present to him, even as she kissed her
way down Licker's arm.

At his touch on her back, she shivered with anticipation. "Good girl."

Bass knelt down next to them, and ran his hands along Licker's body. His
thick fingers cupped her breasts, the small mounds even smaller as she
rested half on her back. He tweaked the large nipples and rolled them
between his fingers. "Very good girl, Licker."

Merrie felt the trembling of pleasure. She glanced up at Bass, then
resumed her licking. She couldn't taste Sable anymore, but with the
trainer stroking Licker's face and breasts, she let her mouth trail
down. She followed the trembling flanks down to Licker's hips. Leaving a
trail of kisses, Merrie worked her way in between Licker's legs. To
Merrie's surprise, Licker relaxed her knees and let them fall apart,
exposing her sex to Merrie's mouth.

Licker's labia was swollen, pink, and flushed with excitement, and the
smell of it drifted across Merrie's senses. The lips would have been
pressed together like a clam, but they were splayed open like a flower,
with the inner folds peeking out from the pink depths. Merrie looked up
at Licker, who was staring at Bass, and lowered her mouth to the moist slit.

At the first touch, Licker shuddered. Merrie kept her eyes focused on
Licker's face and smiled when Licker struggled to keep staring at Bass.
Her body trembled underneath Merrie, so Merrie delved her tongue into
the warm opening and spread her open, lapping like a dog against the
teenager's clitoris.

"Very good girl, Licker."

Under her mouth, Licker shuddered and a flood of juices coated Merrie's
tongue. Bass reached up to stroke Licker's face as his other hand pushed
down to rub his palm along her erect nipples.

"It won't be so bad, Licker. You'll see," Bass spoke in a comforting
tone despite his rough, gravely voice.

Licker's legs parted even more and Merrie decided to reward her by
probing her sex with her tongue. It tasted stronger in the hole, and
Licker shuddered as she gave Merrie an almost thankful look. Merrie
smiled and kept her mouth plastered to Licker's cunt, lapping and
sucking the best she could.

"In fact, let me show you what happens when you don't fight. Tits?"

Sama looked up from where she crouched on the ground. At Bass' gesture,
she slowly pushed herself to her hands and knees.

"Tits, now." Bass held up Sama's leash. She moved faster, but he tugged
on the leash, causing her to stumble as the collar around her neck
pulled her forward. She crawled over to the three and came to a halt.

Bass pointed to the ground next to Licker. "Come on. Last night, I was
too tired to fuck you properly, but you've been a good girl-" Sama
jerked from the pleasure, "-and its time to open you up properly."

Eyes growing wide, Sama shook her head. She opened her mouth but didn't
even mouth words.

Bass tugged on her leash. "You only got half of me in. And I'm trying to
show Licker that it doesn't hurt if she stops resisting. Don't force me,
Tits, you won't like it." His warning growl hung in the air.

Head low, Sama crawled across the grass and sat down. She started to
roll on her back, but Bass stopped her.

"No, present yourself. Getting fucked on your back is for special
occasions."

Sama caught herself and crawled into position, her ass sticking up in
the air. Her labia peeled apart from her movement, and exposed the pink
opening of her sex to Bass, and also Merrie.

Merrie grew excited and she took it out on Licker. She sucked and
nibbled on the delicate folds of the pussy under her mouth. Licker's
hips rose and fell in tiny movements, but Merrie couldn't take her eyes
away from Sama's slit. She was going to see Bass fuck her and she felt
the excitement burning in her own pussy.

Bass quickly stripped off his own shorts and knelt behind Sama, his dark
gray cock stiffly at attention. Pre-cum oozed out of the tip, down his
veined shaft, and gathered at his balls. He reached out and held Sama's
hips with both hands. "Now, when you are good, we go nice and slow."

He leaned into Sama and the large, flared head of his shaft pressed
against Sama's slit. Sama jumped at the touch, but Bass did nothing but
hold it there. He gently rocked forward and back, making tiny movements
that pushed at her sex but did not penetrate.

Merrie breathed deeply into Licker's pussy and felt the moisture gather.
She peeked over at Licker, who watched Sama and Bass with wide eyes. Her
mouth was parted as she appeared to struggle between fascination and
revulsion.

"Good girl, Tits. Good girl, Licker."

He didn't tell Merrie good girl, but she still felt a shiver of pleasure
coursing through her body. It may have been sympathetic, but Merrie
didn't care. She bore down and continued to lap Licker's pussy, enjoying
the taste and heated silk sensation of the young girl's sex.

Bass continued to rock back and forth, pushing his cock against Sama.
Then, between one stroke and other, the head just slipped in. The world
slowed down for Merrie as she watched Sama's labia just relax under his
gentle assault, and the slicked head of his cock just disappear.

Sama let out a gasp and arched her back. Her mouth opened up, but Bass
suddenly reached out and clamped his hand over her mouth.

"This, Tits, is the wrong time to set off the collar. I'll get shocked
too, and if I do, all my muscles will contract. You would get my entire
cock shoved into your pussy in one stroke."

Sama and Merrie trembled at the thought. Merrie thought Sama was
terrified, but the sick part of Merrie wondered what it would feel like.
To have thirty centimeters of cock suddenly punched into her body. She
almost came at the thought, and her cheeks burned at the shame of
fantasizing about something that would no doubt hurt very much.

When Sama relaxed, Bass released his hand and returned to rocking back
and forth. "Now, Tits, last night we got to the knot, but we need to
open you up. I want to feel you all the way to the base."

His soothing, rough voice was almost hypnotic. Merrie found herself
matching his movements with her tongue, lapping in time. Licker's hips
rose up to meet her licks, even as the girl kept the look of revulsion
on her face.

Bass grunted and the cock slipped in a bit deeper. His hands tightened
on Sama's hips and he increased the length of his strokes. Wet slurping
noises filled the air as he sank in further with every stroke. His knot,
only an centimeter larger than his shaft, bobbed back and forth as he
worked his way deeper.

To Merrie, seeing his thick cock sliding in and out, brought a fresh
hunger for Bass' shaft. She wanted it, craved it, needed it. She wanted
to be on her knees being fucked. It didn't matter if it was the slow,
steady, and irresistible force Bass used now, or the brutal violation he
had unleased on Licker. All Merrie could think was how much she wanted
to feel him inside her.

She lapped deeply and stared as Bass' knot reached Sama's pussy. It was
larger now, a few centimeters thicker than his shaft. When it bumped
against the labia, Merrie shuddered with a tiny orgasm of delight. She
watched with rapt attention, Licker all but forgotten as the knot rocked
back and forth before it slipped inside, like a swollen egg disappearing
into Sama's pussy.

"Good girl. Good girl, just a little more."

Sama moaned as he thrust in and out. His knot slid in and out of her
pussy, stretching it open wider with every thrust. Her legs trembled and
she planted her face into the ground, the earth muffling her cries his
thrusts grew longer and stronger.

"That's it. Just a bit further. I can feel the back." He gave a sharp
thrust and Sama jerked forward. "Right there. And now..."

He tightened his grip and began slow, deliberate strokes that pulled
almost completely out before sliding fully back. At the peak of his
stroke, Sama jerked forward. Juices dripped from her pussy as his thick
member disappeared into her body. Sama's belly swelled with every
stroke, and she let out soft gasps of pleasure and pain.

Bass grunted and accelerated. His cock drove deep into Sama, not quite
burying completely, yet three-quarters of his length pounded into Sama's
pussy with firm, smooth strokes. She jerked with every movement. She
threw her head back, mouth open, but no words came out as tears rolled
down her cheeks.

Merrie didn't know if they were tears of pleasure or pain or both, but
Merrie desperately wished it was her beneath Bass. She remembered
Licker's pussy and lapped quickly for a few strokes, but her jaw and
tongue was tired. She clamped her mouth on Licker's clitoris and sucked
on it, rubbing her lips back and forth as she stared at the immense cock
disappearing into Sama.

Bass let out a long, guttural groan. "By the light, damn it. Tits, cum!"

Sama screamed out as an orgasm crashed into her. Her entire body tensed
as Bass drove hard into her, forcing his cock deep and holding as his
balls jerked. The shaft swelled up as he came, pumping her with hot,
searing liquid.

Merrie came herself, not from a magical collar but from the hunger built
up inside her. She balanced her face on Licker's pussy and tried to rub
her own sex, but the gloves couldn't get her the relief she needed.
After a few desperate attempts, she gave up. She slumped to the ground
with a shuddering gasp. She could feel Licker's juices coating her face,
and licked her lips.

With a low groan, Bass pulled his cock from Sama's pussy. A flood of cum
poured out of the gaping hole and dribbled down the inside of Sama's
thighs. He stroked his cock a few times, then held it out for Merrie.
"Clean."

Merrie smiled dispite the desperate itch between her legs, pushed
herself up, and crawled over Licker's leg. With a moan on her lips,
Merrie opened her mouth and took his head to suck it clean.

**

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