A/N: short chapter where ren gets her way (pegging!)
The collar Ren Yamashita ordered was for obedience training. Discipline. She'd call Yuuki in the privacy of her home, put it on him there, and using its special properties, show who was on top in the women-dominated hierarchy of the Antidemon Corps. And, without issue, successfully slipped it on him.
"Come here, pet."
The twink slave adorned the dog ears, filled the dog bowl with treats, and took off his hoodie, pants, and boxers with visible confusion.
"W-What?"
"This is a special collar. Whatever I want, you give me. I'll be nice and discipline you for just thirty minutes."
He was on all fours, knees serving as a dog's hind legs. Ren knelt to his level, cupping his chin before leaning into his right ear.
"Be thankful you have a life in the Antidemon Corps. Be quiet like a dog."
She bit it harshly, leaving a red mark. She ordered him to bend over against the short table, an especially degrading position when his firm ass was accentuated by it. His body trembled as the chief cupped his leathery balls, the tantalizing feel of her gloves gripping them with curious delight. His shaft, getting harder and thicker by the minute, was hanging down further and further. All the cum was there, just waiting to be expelled, but Ren wasn't going to make it easy.
"Spread it."
So he did, silently watching himself use his hands to push away the fat and reveal his puffy, sweaty anus. Melting that beast away into a cute, submissive dog was her mission. Hot, messy breaths at the other side of the table made wisps in the air as Yuuki felt light-headed. Uncaring, she took a glove off and squeezed a pool of lube onto her palm. Her smooth fingers against his tight butthole pried it open, and with a come-hither motion she drenched the insides of it, spreading shiny lubricant. His muscles tensed, his legs shook in benign pleasure, and the black-haired boy let out a dry whimper. His hands, still gripping his posterior, trembled throughout the anal massage. The dog tail was to test the waters, and without respite, she shoved it inside and watched him finally break down, buckle his knees, loosen his hand grip, and fall slump against the table.
"Was that too much for you? Too bad. Get back up."
His body betrayed his mind and its crumbling spirit. His wobbly, muscular legs propped themselves back up. In front, his flushed red face was no longer of shock, but of drooling, confused heat. Yuuki's hands returned to the ordered position. Ren walked to the other end. She wanted him to feel the curves of the toy, relish in guilty lust as his prostate was inches from satisfaction, testicles and erect dick swaying in the open-air breeze without being used.
"Open your mouth."
He was still dizzy. His face was on the table, dirtying it with his saliva and sweat-stained locks, struggling to keep up with her demand. More discipline was needed for total compliance. Her gloved hand grabbed his head and raised it up, letting him see her from his lower perspective. Now the slave could open his mouth - that velvety, steaming wet mess within delighted Ren. His gradually dulling eyes watched as her non-gloved hand went in, using her index and middle fingers to sandwich his tongue. Its warm pinkness was slick, perfect for a panting dog.
He's got cute canines.
Ren's process to break the twink was working, so she decided to give her dog a suitable present. Her mouth puckered to an o-shape and she spit directly down his mouth, sharp violet eyes contrasting his weak gaze. She could see it dance on his tongue, mixed alongside the saliva for his taste buds to revel. Once he swallowed her present, she was content. With two gentle slaps to his cheek, she stood up and smiled.
"Good boy. Have some treats."
She laid the dog bowl on the table and watched him eat the biscuits for a short period of time. As he ate, tears in his sorry eyes, she attached the leash on the collar. Then she went back to his spread lower half.
"Now stop. Your master's starting the main event."
To take her clothes off in front of a boy undeserving of her naked form was tasteless. Instead, the harness to her bright red strap-on could be worn on top of her pantyhose and below her formal attire. She took off her other glove, drenching the seven inch rubber in lube with both hands. From behind, a malicious smirk decorated her lips and somewhat red face. This counts as taking both of their virginities, doesn't it?
Groping his manwhore ass, she gave it a sudden slap. That ensued for multiple times until it stung crimson. Taking the tail out and placing it on the table, she heard him moan in an masculine tone. His gaping, trained ass ready, Ren took the plunge and filled his wet hole with the full girth of her artificial cock. That one moan turned to feral, shameless moans as the tip went in and out, then in and out again. Yuuki wanted to say something, but under her command, he could only cry out in discomforting, yet comforting, ecstasy. The chief dominated him further, squeezing his tender balls and pinching the supple skin. Each piston ram caused shudders throughout his whole body, making his nipples perk up as the inexperienced boy-turned-dog jolted in mind breaking exhilaration, this world of pleasure currently all he knew. The convulsion of his muscles and hushed breaths showed the erosion of his will. She loved it. She wasn't testing his limits, she was breaking them; this is what he deserved.
Ren continued her penetration, but took the time to use her hands and wrap her fingers around his penis like a ring, unraveling his foreskin to reveal it was dripping with pre-cum. Had she been an infatuated dog, she would've hungered over it. As a woman, though, she had to teach him a lesson about being below her on the hierarchy.
"Don't cum," she said in a rigid tone, jerking it without being enamored. Rather, Yuuki was her plaything, her buttslut that twitched and wanted release from this erotic prison - a dilemma that he wasn't escaping without submitting to her authority.
"Talk." She pulled out, her strap-on glistening to focus milking his dick instead. "Do you want to cum?"
"Y-Yes!" He squealed, quaking, aching on the table. Her technique pushed the twink to his limits, and the only thing on his mind was to submit, no, devote himself to Ren. His superior, both in gender, sex, and class.
"Why?" She kept rubbing his meat, but no matter how much he wanted to soak in orgasm, his penis just wouldn't ejaculate under her jurisdiction. He was so close, perpetually edging to a tortuous extent.
"I…"
Mentally, physically, and spiritually undone, the daze of sex and heat left his speechless. Yuuki was close to being a tamed dog. Ren squeezed the wet tip of his cock, relishing its twitching, shaking movements.
"Call me master."
He obeyed.
"Please… please, master!"
He begged.
"Then woof."
He barked.
"… W… Woof…!"
"Cum."
His sweaty scrotum twitched, and his penis blew its load with an explosion of spunk all over the tatami floor. Ren fucked his ass simultaneously, the soft, yet firm hands of the chief as comforting as they were greedy. His cock milk spilled in a hot mess as she pressed the red dildo into his prostate, amplifying the electric currents rocking his body. The living sex toy he was exclaimed unhinged cries of lust as the black-haired girl kept stroking his veiny member. She wouldn't stop pounding his boy pussy until seconds passed and a white pool found itself on the floor, some of it staining his lower body. Entirely sapped of energy, he lay there, barely holding onto his fragile consciousness. Meanwhile, a small gasp escaped her. Everything went as planned, so her mood was happy. She pulled on the leash, tugging his heart eyes to meet her cool and collected ones.
"You really let it all out for me? You're so kind."
She knelt, playing with the cum in her fingertips. Dropping the leash, she walked back to the front of him and dipped her fingers in his mouth again, this time having him taste his own fluids. His submissive, flushed, sweaty face confirmed her discipline worked.
"Good boy."
And with that, she smiled.
"Again, thank you for letting me borrow him. I'll return him to you soon."
The virtual call with the 7th unit ended. Kyouka hoped her superior's ruthlessness wouldn't cause any problems to Yuuki, but she didn't know how wrong she would be.
Beneath Ren's ass, complimented with pantyhose and her formal uniform, was the naked slave still leashed in his skimpy dog attire. She could've taken off the collar after the thirty minute mark, but why lose out on an adorable puppy? She wanted to cherish her treasured possession.
"Remember, good boys obey their masters without question." She let herself blush a little as she pressed further down, feeling his nose dig into her gracious pussy.
"W-Woof…"
"Don't worry. You'll go back to your original master soon."
The chief was above him in every single way. Yet, the way she tamed this beast into an obedient dog made her feel at peace, a state of tranquility that didn't come often in her high-stakes profession. Love or not, this female-led relationship taught her this:
"Though, I want you to be my dog again."
A/N: furrys? nah. dog roleplay? ya