The click of the chain leash on her collar garnered nothing more than a faint flinch, making me frown. Breaking her had been too easy, but I had plenty of other ways to make her soul bleed.
Smiling brightly, I tugged on her leash. “Ready for walkies, puppy?”
She followed but didn’t look at me until I led her to the garden, where several of my men waited. Her chest flushed a brilliant red, but the bruises covered the blush on her cheeks.
Such a pity.
“Time to do your business,” I said.
“I—” She peeked up at me and licked her lips. “I don’t understand.”
I pointed at the ground, then snapped my fingers. “Puppies pee in the grass. Squat and tinkle like a good girl. Make sure to hold your tail out of the way.”
“But I…” She bit her lip and glanced at my men, who watched her impassively. “I don’t have to go.”
“Then I guess you’ll squat until you do.” I held up a waste collection baggie containing a wipe and a nitrile glove. “Don’t keep me waiting.”
Tears dripped from her chin as she obeyed, holding her tail up behind her. After several minutes, a small trickle of urine finally fell to the grass.
“Who’s my good girl?” I called as I clapped my hands. My men joined the applause as I put on the glove and cleaned her with the wipe. “Such a good girl to tinkle for Master.”
Tears clumping her thick eyelashes, she looked up at me. “You lied to me.”
“Oh? When did that happen?”
“You said I wouldn’t regret marrying you.”
“I said you wouldn’t regret marrying me for a single moment,” I corrected. “You’re going to regret it every moment of every day.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
Natasha
“You’re being such a good girl for me, puppy.” Lachlan’s hateful voice slid over my skin like acid as he thrust his erection into my mouth. “Aren’t you glad your piercings are healed? They feel so good when you suck my cock.”
I worked the four little balls along the thick length of him, wishing I had the nerve to bite it off.
“Now, swallow and open up. I want to see my cock moving in your throat.”
Tears filled my eyes as he cut off my air, but I didn’t dare blink. That usually brought a few new stripes from a cane.
Maybe I’d get lucky this time, and he’d decide I didn’t do well enough for a reward.
Then again, luck had nothing to do with it. My reward depended on how many people were watching. If it was more than five, he’d make me come. Less than that, and he’d give my ass a benevolent pat before returning me to my kennel.
The whole crowd was watching today.
Hooray.
Hissing out a curse, he stilled inside my throat. His shaft pulsed as thick cum filled my empty belly, making it roil with nausea. As usual, he didn’t pull out until my vision darkened and lack of oxygen drove me to the brink of unconsciousness.
“There’s a good puppy,” he finally said, his breaths slowing as he wiped his dick on my face before tucking it away and zipping his pants. “That does deserve a reward.”
He smirked as he touched my dripping core, then held up a wet hand as everyone laughed. “And as usual, my puppy doesn’t need lube. She just loves having everyone watch her come for me.”
God, I hated that he was right.
I steeled myself as he slid the diabolical toy into my sopping pussy and turned it on. Curved to hit my g-spot and clit at the same time, it was one of very few things that made me struggle to maintain my vow of silence. It was on the highest setting today, meaning I was in for a ride.