(To catch you up, Simone and her Physical Therapist Annie had a mutual crush that they have been able to act on together, with Annie in the dominant role, exploring new kinks. Most recently, Simone embraced her life as a dog with some pet play.)
Sunday Morning
I dozed a little at Annie's feet while she read and did some things on her phone. After a while, she got up, tugging my leash and bringing me to the kitchen. I curled up on the floor again and listened and watched while she made a protein shake for me, using a large syringe connected to the straw in the ingenious dog mask to nourish me.
"I just love this hood, I may have to buy it from them. It is a 'try before you buy' and my one question is how adjustable it is. In the end, even if it is just for you, my sweet little bitch, that would be fine though I confess that I would like to try it out, too." She finished feeding me and shed the robe, letting it pool at her feet. I jumped up on her again, paws on her thighs, lap lap lapping at her while I sucked on the straw that controlled the tongue. She smacked me on the noise and I yelped and curled up again, making pitiful dog noises, the best I could do with the mask.
"You are going back in the yard, Simone. I have some errands this morning, trust me, you will appreciate them, and I will be back to feed you some lunch and free you from that mask though the paws will stay on a bit longer." She led me by the leash back the yard, the grass still a bit damp and the area in front of the doghouse rather muddy. She commanded, "Alright, roll around and get yourself all muddy again, bitch." I complied once she took the leash off of my collar. "Do your business over there," she pointed to the same tree that I had "marked" earlier and I did it again, this time the stream of pee striking the base of the tree."
I tried jumping up on her again and went a bit too high and the ZAP! of the collar made me yelp in surprise and pain, "Tsk tsk tsk, Simone, you know better!" She batted me on the nose again the pointed to the doghouse. I crawled in and turned around to face Annie, her face as stern as I had seen it yet, "You got me all muddy! Now I will have to shower. Well, I was going to shower again, anyway." I had not noticed that there was a cage door leaning on the side of the doghouse that could be attached to the entrance. She locked me in and I made more pitiful dog noises as she rose up and said, "Don't you worry, I will be back soon." With that she turned away and I admired her lovely bottom until she entered the house.
When I lay down, muddy, "doggy," excited about the rest of the day, the view in my VR goggles shifted to porn again and I heard the familiar sound of a Shepard tone, that aural illusion that seems to be going ever downward or upward in tone. In this case, it was downward, and then I saw a stream of rapid images flashing before my eyes again--cock sucking, ass fucking, bukkake, dominant females degrading the watcher, sissy themed porn--with a constant stream of dirty talk, like "I am a little fuck slut, cock sucking whore, ass worshiping, pathetic sissy slut." You get the idea. And then there was the hands free orgasm--HFO--audios, one after another, louder than the background, dropping me in to a deep subspace and wrenching dry orgasms out of me over and over again.
By the time Annie returned--it was about three hours later, I learned--I was a gooey pool of frustrated arousal. She was in her robe and flip flips and, with some dramatic flare, she let the robe slip off of her shoulders and I saw that she had been waxed clean. Her curly bush was now smooth, if a bit pinkish, skin. "My husband likes when I am bare though confession number two is that I find waxing--the heat, the pain, the feeling afterward--to be very arousing to the point that I have to do everything possible not to orgasm when I am having it done. I imagine the aestheticians may be used to this because they never seem to bat an eye."
I made happy dog noises as she showed me her newly trimmed finger and toenails, too, her feet a bit muddy in the flip flops. Picking up the robe, she continued, "I am going to prepare some lunch and then I will come back to fetch you." I won't be long and you will be entertained. She walked away and when she entered the house, the visuals and audios returned as did the relentless countdown to HFO dry orgasms.
After a while, she came to fetch me, leaving the visuals on while she walked me back to the porch. She stopped and had me sit up, the visuals returning to my pov. She unclipped the leash and told me to close my eyes. I did and I felt her remove the collar and hood, brushing my short hair back before planting a kiss on my lips. I felt the original collar snap back onto my neck and I heard her sit down in front of me. "You may open your eyes."
I did and she was sitting before me on a bench with her legs spread and her nether lips glistening with arousal. "For your appetizer, me!" She tugged me by the leash and pulled my face to her pussy. I eagerly lapped the bare skin as she laced her fingers into my hair, the moaning beginning almost instantly, "That's right, bitch, tease me, make it so I am begging to come. I love dominating you into dominating me." I took her cue and lapped all over the newly bare skin, her arousal growing in leaps and bounds. At one point, I tongued her tight sphincter and she shuddered from head to toe.
She let me lap her there until she pulled the leash sharply so that my face was buried in her pussy. She tugged hard and I lashed at her clit, flicking it with my tongue and sucking on it relentlessly. I drove my tongue between her lips and pushed it up as far into her as I could, her pushing the back of my head until I was absolutely breathless and about to pass out before she released me, only allowing me a quick break before pressing me into her again.
"I... I... am... going... to c-count... d-d-down from ten, and... you make... cum, at zero... you get rewarded. Uhh, ahhhhhhhhhhhh," she paused as I began to suck her clit again, "You f-fail, you get p-punished. 10.... 9... 8...." I took a risk and avoided her clit, licking the smooth skin all around her pussy, "7... 6... 5... 4." This seemed to work since her voice became more ragged and it was clearly hard for her to keep her composure. I stuck my tongue deep into the pucker of her arse, wiggling and fucking her with it. Switching back to her twitching clit, I flicked it with my tongue methodically as the count neared its end, "3... uhhhhhh.... 2....oh my god oh my god...1... yes, don't stop suckling my clit, Simone... ZERO!"
She climaxed hard, bucking her pussy into my face, her squirt almost overwhelming me, covering my face and running down her legs. She pushed my head down and I took this to mean that she wanted me to tongue her ass again, which I did, leading to a second crest of the orgasm, her using both hands to press my face into her crotch, legs open wide. When I was again about to pass out, she released me and pushed me away, panting in the aftermath.
"Good girl, Simone, you made mommy very very happy."
I barked a few times and nuzzled her legs. She reached for a washcloth and wiped down my face, saying, "Now, slut, clean me from the waist down. All the way down, from my juicy pussy to my muddy toes." I was a pool of arousal and I, honestly, would have done anything and everything for her. I licked the pussy juice from her crotch, her lifting and moving to accommodate me. I then licked down her legs, lapping up every bit of squirt. Her feet, with the newly trimmed and painted nails, were filthy with grass and dirt and that did not stop me from licking and sucking them from heel to toe.