“You’re going to have to learn eventually,” he said, bringing the leash from the hook on the back door over to me.
“David, I don’t want to go with anyone. I don’t want to be sold. I don’t want to live like this. Please. Can’t you just…” I stopped talking the moment my eyes connected with his dark glare. He wasn’t listening to my words; he was only hearing me not obeying him.
What was my life going to be like once I changed hands again? Would the next guy be as civil as David was being? Or would he be cruel and unrelenting, like David had been in the beginning? Would I be able to get away? How long would it take?
What if I never found a way home?
David clicked the leash in place and gave me a little tug. I moved to my hands and knees and crawled behind him, like the dutiful little pup he’d made me to be.
Once we were in the yard, he unhooked the leash and showed me the ring. “I’m going to toss this and you’re going to bring it back to me in your teeth. No hands, Gabby. If you use your hands, I’ll take my belt to your palms.”
Instinctively, I fisted my hands to protect the tender spots.
“Do you understand? One yelp for yes, and two for no.” The playful grin was on his lips again. He’d had the same look the night before when he’d made me howl while he forced a secondorgasm from me. I say forced, but he’d brought it out of me so damn easily, I never had a chance at holding it back.
I sat back on my heels and gave him what he wanted. I yelped in a high-pitched sound.
His grin widened as the pleasure moved up to his eyes.
“Good girl.” He patted my head, then turned and tossed the ring about five feet away from us. I crawled to it, making sure to wag my ass as I did so. Getting him hot and bothered was the only control I had these days. The harder I made his cock, the more uncomfortable he was until he fucked me senseless. A win-win, really.
As I came to the ring, I turned my ass toward him and lowered my face to the grass. My teeth sank into the soft silicone toy, and I lifted it with no trouble. I waited for a rush of humiliation to overtake me as I turned back toward him with the ring dangling between my teeth. Nothing happened. Where was the embarrassment at being treated like this?
My eyes made contact with his as I made the trek back to his side. Pride. The man was proud of me. Warmth expanded through my chest. I lifted my head a little higher as I brought the ring to his outstretched hand.
“Good girl, Gabby.” He patted my head and took the ring. “Again.” He tossed the ring a little farther and I hurried across the grass. My knees carried a thin green layer from the dew on the grass; the same was true for my hands. When I brought the ring back to him the second time, he bent down and grabbed my wrist.
“Dirty puppy,” he chided, but there was too much enjoyment in his tone for me to mistake it as an actual disappointment. “Let’s see your knees.”
I moved to squat on my feet, and he shook his head. “Filthy.”
I nudged his hand with my head, which made him chuckle. Was he laughing at what he’d turned me into? I wanted tosurvive, to somehow get back to my normal life, and he thought I was funny. As he reached to pet me again, I nipped at his hand, getting a good bite into his thumb. He wanted a puppy, he’d get one.
“I wasn’t laughing at you, Gabby,” he assured me, fisting his hand in my hair and pulling my head back. I fell forward, back to my knees, as he shifted his position before me. “If you want to play with your mouth, I have something much better than my thumb for you.”
He latched the leash to my collar while unbuttoning his jeans. I licked at my lips, staring at the hard bulge.
“Open.” He tapped my lips, settling himself over my upturned face. He pulled his cock out, stroking it until a dollop of precum sat at the tip. “Tongue out,” he ordered, and like the good puppy I’d become, I obeyed.
He wiped the salty bead across my tongue, taking a step closer to me. The leash wrapped around his fist over and over again until I could feel a tug on my collar. I wouldn’t be able to get even half a step back from him with the leash so tight.
“Take every bit of me, Gabby.” He slid his cock over my tongue, going farther and farther until the round head of his dick hit the back of my throat. I gagged and tried to pull back, but he held the leash tight. “No. Swallow me down.”
Panic set in and I tried to yank back again, shoving my fists at his thighs, but it didn’t matter.
“Swallow and breathe through your nose,” he instructed, pulling back just enough to let me breathe again. “Ready?” He looked down at me, determination blazing in his expression. I had come to know that look. There was no getting away from this.
Again, he plowed forward, down my throat, but this time I was ready and swallowed. He groaned, pulling back, only to thrust into my mouth again. He kept a steady rhythm, fuckingmy mouth, my throat with the same seriousness he fucked my pussy. I swallowed around him, slid my tongue beneath his silky cock as he moved it over my tongue.
“Fuck.” He growled, sounding every bit the animal he wanted me to be. “Ass up.” He jerked out of my mouth and unraveled the leash just enough for me to obey. I wiped my saliva that had drooled onto my chin as I turned around and offered him my body.
His hands dug into my hips as he lowered himself onto his knees behind me and in one powerful thrust, he was inside me. I moaned at the sudden fullness, the sweet burn of it as he began to move. In and out, his cock moved within me.
“Please, David. Please,” I begged quietly.
“Please what? You want your clit touched?” he asked, amusement in his voice.
“Please.” I nodded along with my plea.