I was so happy that Daddy agreed to let me bring my puppy to the beach with us. He much prefers when we bring along one of His pretty, disgusting bitches instead because it always makes me jealous.
Last time he brought one of His pigs, chelsea, and I devoted a good chunk of my day to burying her in the sand. Daddy had pissed on her first so that the sand would stick well. We left her like that for a while and went to play in the ocean. I pissed on her too when we came back, to rinse the sand off of her pathetic body.
I think Daddy agreed to let me bring puppy as a reward for the particularly brutal evening we'd had the night before. I was frustrated from work and acting out a bit, not much because I hate being bad, but enough to come across as an ungrateful and spoiled little girl.
When I woke up this morning, my free hand immediately went to the bruised and broken skin on my inner thighs, touching gently and whimpering. I could see the unmistakable stripes from the cane on the back of my legs, which was one of my favorite markings to get. There were other bruises I couldn't see yet, hidden under the onesie Daddy put me to bed in, but I could feel them all over. My cunt was already wet as I thought about how they'd be on full display in my bikini later.
Daddy was starting to stir beside me and I was eager for Him to unlock my wrist from its nightly cuff so I could swallow His morning piss. Morning piss has the strongest, most acrid taste but I love that He gets to stay in bed for a bit longer in the morning.
I packed the car for a day trip later that morning. Daddy had let me suck His cock after I swallowed His piss. The taste of His cum was still in my mouth as I struggled to lift puppy's cage into the car's trunk. When puppy arrived, we were mostly ready to go. As usual, he stripped before knocking on our door, putting his clothes in the box I keep next to our garden. Daddy and I waited a few minutes to answer, making sure we had everything, before letting him in.
Following his rules, puppy immediately knelt down and didn't look up from the floor once he stepped in. I knelt down next to him, smiling and petting his hair.
"Are you excited to play at the beach today, puppy?"
"Yes, princess."
"We're going to have so much fun, but you are going to have to work hard to be a good boy today. This is a very special treat and you need to be grateful. Daddy doesn't like you, so don't bother him, but obey everything he says."
"Yes, princess. Thank you so much for letting me play with you today," he hesitated before raising his voice just slightly to address Daddy, "Thank you Sir for tolerating me."
I slapped him lightly, since he was trying to do right.
"Do not talk to Daddy unless He speaks to you first. In fact, unless you are directed otherwise, today you will only communicate like the puppy you are. Do you understand?" puppy barked in response and I laughed, pushing down on his head as I stood up. I grabbed his collar from the table and fastened it around his neck, attaching his leash.