Submissive Puppy Kennel Training

The leather collar chafes against your neck as your master jerks the leash, forcing your head up so you have to look at him. You aren't a man right now; you're just his pet. He stares down at your naked, trembling body, his hand reaching down to grip your cock and squeeze it hard. He tells you that good puppies don't use their hands, and as he pulls the leash tight, you're forced onto your hands and knees on the cold floor.

He unzips his pants, and his thick, heavy cock springs free, twitching with hunger. He doesn't use lube at first; he just wants you to feel the stretch. He grabs your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh, and shoves his head into your ass. You let out a muffled whimper against the floor as he forces his way inside, the dry friction making your vision swim. He’s relentless, thrusting deep into your tight hole, slamming his pelvis against your ass cheeks with every heavy stroke.

'Beg for it, puppy,' he growls, his voice low and commanding. He pulls out for a second, only to shove himself back in even harder, bottoming out against your prostate. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as he fucks you like an animal. He reaches around to grab your cock, pumping it in sync with his deep, rhythmic thrusts. You're caught between the ache in your ass and the frantic friction on your dick.

He speeds up, his breathing becoming heavy and ragged. He’s pounding into you now, his movements primal and unrefined. He leans down, biting the back of your neck just below the collar, marking you as his. You can feel the build-up in your gut, the pressure in your prostate becoming unbearable. He gives one final, violent thrust, burying his cock as deep as it can go, and groans as he cums thick and hot deep inside your rectum.

As he pulls out, a mixture of his cum and your pre-cum drips from your stretched-out hole. He doesn't let you clean up; he just keeps the leash tight, making you crawl around the room while you're still leaking his seed. You're exhausted, spent, and completely owned, nothing more than a well-trained pet waiting for his next command.