Domesticated into her Teacher's Pet Pt. 03

"Hi." Kaitlyn shot her a stern glare. "Can I go home now?"

Cordelia obviously didn't appreciate her sass, though. While Kaitlyn's glare might've betrayed anger, Cordelia's was one of venom and malice. Though Kaitlyn endured the glare-back for a moment, she then looked away meekly. She knew what Cordelia had on her. She kept her head low, and Cordelia smiled approvingly.

"Dogs don't talk. Go 'ruff!'"

Kaitlyn's brows furrowed in frustration and embarrassment. The same shit as yesterday...

"Ruff..." she enunciated. But Cordelia raised an eyebrow. They'd talked about this already. So Kaitlyn tried again, really giving a cute, high-pitched little "Ruff!!"

"Good girl!" Cordelia mocked, pinching Kaitlyn's cheek like she was some stupid, cute creature.

"I found some friends for you to play with! Tch tch, follow, mutt."

Kaitlyn hated this. She missed her Daddy. She didn't like being a puppy for Cordelia. But Cordelia had heavy blackmail on her, and so Kaitlyn followed submissively behind the cruel girl's lead

******

"Cordelia, please. I'm not comfortable--"

SLAP.

"Who the fuck said you could talk? Sit, girl. On the floor, and bark for the boys. I'm sure Tommy and Jair wanna hear your pretty voice!"

"Wooo! Say ruff, slut!" Tommy laughed, while his pal Jair, only raised a brow at the poor girl.

So, in this alleyway some blocks from the school, lit by the glow of golden hour, hidden behind an industrial shipping container, our puppy protagonist eyed her tormentors, then looked away in shame, before finally, writhing on the inside with embarrassment, she slowly lowered herself to her knees.

"R-ruff!" She could still feel the sting in her cheek. She glared at the floor in frustration.

"Good dog!!" Cordelia cheered, with an especially sweet intonation to make it clear that she was making fun of her. Her guy-friends chuckled at the sight of Kaitlyn humiliating herself. Needless to say, she felt like an idiot. She wished she was anywhere else.

"Aight, you trained the bitch pretty good," quipped Jair. "What else can she do?"

The question had dread filling Kaitlyn's stomach.

Cordelia eagerly chirped an answer.

"She can do lots of things-- can't you, dog??? Oo, how about we play a game with you!! You get to show us..." she stepped menacingly towards Kaitlyn, iced coffee in hand, "...how much you just LOVE getting drenched." Her glitzy, manicured fingernails slowly pried the plastic lid off her cup, while she knelt before the increasingly wary Kaitlyn.

"And if you're a good girl, and if you stay put," she emphasized-- then tilted her cup of iced coffee 'til it trickled right down into Kaitlyn's cleavage, seeping into her sundress, "...'til we get bored of soaking you, we won't have to spank your ass so bad you can't sit down!"

Katie's first impulse? To jump back, to slap Cordelia's coffee away, to flinch and squirm, the moment that ice-cold drink-- those ICE CUBES-- touched her chest. But she didn't. As it all ran down and between her titties, a shaky, heaving gasp was all she gave, otherwise tensing up and taking her torment.

Her soaked-through sundress, clinging desperately to every soft curve of her chest and abdomen, so embarrassed Kaitlyn that couldn't help but cover her braless breasts. After all, she could feel her frightened and freezing nipples hardening by the second for all to see, peeking through the thin fabric.

The laughs and smiles coming from Jair and Tommy made it awfully clear that they had no qualms playing such a sensual game with this sexy little toy of a girl, whom Cordelia had brought them. Kaitlyn blushed.

All this said, upon seeing her slave do nothing more than keep still and quiet in response to such an indignity, Cordelia smiled and chirped, "Good girl! I knew you'd like this game."

And then without warning, Cordelia dumped the rest of her whole drink straight onto Kaitlyn's head.

The girl gasped and tensed up and sputtered coffee out of her face. She was flabbergasted. Kaitlyn glared hatefully up at Cordelia between the strands of her soaked bangs, and couldn't HELP but grit her jaws through her closed mouth.

"What?" The bully's voice was venomously challenging. "Oh, you're tough now, dog?" And then before Kaitlyn had realized, she'd gripped her face, "PTCH!"

She'd... SPAT ON HER! Cordelia's saliva soaked right off her brow, over her eye, onto her lips, and it made Kaitlyn cringe.

The bully then jerked Kaitlyn's face downwards, so her nose was just inches from the crotch of those tight, slightly camel-toed yoga pants.

"Eyes right there. Good little pet girls don't get to look at eyes-- you only get to look at crotches! Cuz you're shy and stupid and horny!!"

Kaitlyn could tell Cordelia was watching her with amusement to see how she'd react. And Cordelia had predicted correctly: despite Kaitlyn's tensed, frustrated, and pissed-off expression, she didn't look up. She kept her eyes on Cordelia's crotch, and hated herself for it.

"Good slut!" Cordelia sang in delight.

"Now give her some kisses, dog. Mommy has to talk with the real people." And as she said this, Cordelia took the pet girl by the hair and smothered her in the lap of her yoga pants. Kaitlyn almost resisted, but as Cordelia let go, she found herself reluctantly keeping her face buried in her captor's cameltoe, bestowing gentle little smooches upon those squishy lips, as commanded.

"Thank god, I want a turn," said Tommy, as Cordelia turned to him.

"You'll get a turn when I GIVE you one. I tamed the bitch, she's mine."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. When, then?" Tommy raised his brows expectantly. Jair was crossing his arms, looking similarly impatient.

Cordelia glared at them in thought for a moment, then turned back to her pussy-kissing puppy.

"You're not wet enough yet, are you, doggy? No, you're not!" she cooed mockingly. "How about we soak you in PUSSY next? That sounds yummy, doesn't it, girl?"

The distressed Kaitlyn, who had no choice but to keep smothering Cordelia's cameltoe with kisses, didn't give any explicit disagreements.

But Cordelia could see the frustration in her tensed brows. "No, I didn't think so. You need something FILTHIER. So the boys are gonna unload on you, too! Maybe you'll be more grateful for THEIR cum and piss, hm?"

Kaitlyn was horrified, they were gonna cum and piss on her?! And yet, even threatened with this, she was too scared to leave, to pull herself away. Meekly, she just kept showering Cordelia's crotch with kisses, without even raising her gaze.

"'Course you will."

******

Fuck. Kaitlyn was face-to-face with Cordelia's bared pussy.

A well-groomed fuzz coated her flowering, glistening lips-- those flanked by Cordelia's fit, muscular thighs.

And before she knew it, Kaitlyn found her face pressed up inside the girl's cunt. "Nnngh!" Kaitlyn mewled pathetically, muffled by pussy.

Girly juice ran slick down her cheek, coated her nose and her tongue and her lips. She tasted pussy so heavy, she couldn't help but spittle. But she kept drowning in pussy all the same. And soon enough, with some kind encouragement from Cordelia-- that is, some swift kicks to her crotch--Kaitlyn found herself more eagerly gobbling and tonguing and smooching and licking her cruel captor's sex. The lewd, pungent taste of pussy intoxicated the girl as she gulped it down, leaving her feeling more degraded with each gulp.

"Hahah! Look at 'er go!" Tommy laughed, pulling his dick out of his jeans zipper.

"Your bitch's dyin' over there, too," Jair responded, motioning towards Tommy's girlfriend Cordelia, who was moaning to the rhythm of Kaitlyn's eager tongue.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Hey dog cunt, you ready for your shower?"

Katie only had a split second to peer out from the cuntlicking and spot Tommy's semi-erect cock pointing right at her face, before he let loose, spraying piss all over the unexpecting cuntlicker.

She shut her eyes tight, but that did nothing to mute the warm feeling of dirty urine splashing her hair, running down her shoulders and her back... and then Jair joined in.

Kaitlyn froze up and whimpered against the pussy, 'til Cordelia reprimanded her, saying "No one told you to stop, fuckface," and shoved the pet's face firmly further into her needy, dripping cunt.

"Mmmph!!"

And so Kaitlyn kept slobbering up girl-cum, letting it soak into her face and her hair, while the boys' piss completely soaked-- well, the rest of her. She could feel it on her front and her back, in every inch of her cute sundress, in her matted hair-- and she couldn't even tell if it was the piss she was smelling, because Cordelia's pussy juices had so thoroughly invaded her mouth and nostrils.

The streams of piss died out, only to be replaced by the faint sound of brisk slapping to either side-- and she could immediately tell that the boys were JACKING OFF. To her.

It was mortifying, but she couldn't even dwell on it for long.

Suddenly, Kaitlyn felt twitching, spasming, Cordelia's pussy lips contracting against her-- and she would've pulled away, but found herself held in place as Cordelia came and squirted all over the poor girl's pretty face.

"Nngngh, NGHNGH, oh FFFFUCK YEAHHHH!!!! Nnnnngh..."

Fluids violently sprayed her face while she was pressed so deeply into Cordelia's sex. If somehow Kaitlyn hadn't been completely drowning in fluids before, she most definitely was now.

By the end of it, she was pushing away hard on Cordelia's thighs, gasping up for air, stumbling backwards, then landing ass-first in a puddle of piss, all the while her eyes tearing up as she coughed up pussy juice.

And then, to add insult to injury, she heard the deep, sonorous moans of the guys around her, followed by that increasingly familiar feeling of warm cum, splattering her face.

"AHH!" she cried, to which the guys only laughed, seemingly taking perverted pleasure in her pathetic protests. And she just KNEW, on top of their mockery, that Cordelia's smug gaze was on her.

******

Dripping off Kaitlyn's exposed body, pasting her thin sundress to her skin, globs of spit and hot semen, warm piss, syrupy girl-cum, and iced coffee. She was completely soaked, with a special concentration of fluids on her face, like dumb-whore makeup, running down her cheeks and clinging to her eyelashes and dribbling off her lips and chin.

All she could do was sit there obediently on the ground, not even allowed the privilege of glaring at her tormentors in the eyes, but instead, forced to keep her gaze at their crotch-level or below, in deference-- and all the while, just trying her best to keep from opening her mouth so even more of the vile fluids wouldn't find their way onto her tongue.

"Look at her! Dude, I've never seen a whore look this fucking stupid, oh my god. Smile!" Tommy laughed, while taking a picture of the girl with his smartphone. And she had to just let him...

"Are you gonna cry, puppy? Oh, are you upset? Did you get peed on?"

"The bitch is fucking filthy. I don't want to touch it."

"I will," volunteered Tommy. "Hey, we didn't wet its insides yet!" And without warning, he scooped the slurry of girl-cum, piss, cum and spit off the poor girl's cheek so aggressively that it was almost a slap. "Let's fix that."

Kaitlyn gasped, as he lifted her ruined sundress and tugged curiously on her newfound pussy sticker.

"Yo, this thing again? Haha!"

"NO, no, no, no. NO!"

Kaitlyn slapped his hand away, but then he gripped it and tried to keep going. So she started kicking at him, fighting harder, even once he had both her wrists gripped in one hand. "Stop! Get AWAY!"

All the while, Cordelia looked on with a smile.

By sheer luck, and by virtue of her current slipperiness, she kicked and wrestled out of his grip and scrambled to her feet, giving Tommy one last swift kick in the nose as he tried to grab her.

"AUGH! Fucking WHORE!"

Kaitlyn scrambled and sprinted away, almost tripping over herself, but managing to make some distance with her desperate speed. 'Course it was only 'cause Cordelia let Kaitlyn run for just a second or two. "Get the bitch."

It took only a couple moments more, before Katie heard the horrifying sound of the two young men chasing her down, closing the distance. Fuck, FUCK, NO!

"NNNGH!" FUCK, "EAAAAH!" she screamed, as she was tackled to the ground, trying still to scramble away. But with a guy at either side, pulling on her hair and wrists, and giving her a firm kick in the side when she misbehaved, it wasn't long before she was broken in, and dragged back to Cordelia.

"Let's go bitch, CRAWL," Tommy seethed, especially pissed at the slut's insolence. So much so that he gripped her hair and gripped her nipple and yanked her along. So poor Kaitlyn whimpered and yelped out in pain, forced to crawl desperately after Tommy on all fours.

Jair, meanwhile, just found all this too fucking funny, I guess, 'cause he couldn't stop laughing. And one glimpse of her jiggling ass moving while she crawled, was enough for him to give that fat left cheek a brutal SLAP!

By the time they got to Cordelia, Kaitlyn's humiliation wasn't over. They lifted the girl and bent her over Cordelia's lap, like she was some misbehaving child. Kaitlyn tried to struggle at first, but Tommy gripped her neck and held her firmly in place.

Cordelia lifted the pet girl's sundress with her manicured claws, and then gripped her plump asscheeks and harshly spread them both, revealing Kaitlyn's lewd, squishy intimates. That is, her asshole and her stretched pussy lips-- the latter of which, that form-fitting pussy sticker was just barely keeping covered.

"So what IS this, hun?" Cordelia smiled, then took the sticker in those glossy crimson claws.

"Please!please no please stop--"

But Tommy's grip tightened and Cordelia kept tugging 'til the tugging started hurting her.

"It's glued!" Kaitlyn panicked. "I-I have to wear it there, I'm not allowed to piss while it's on! Please, it hurts! Please, please don't take it off! No no no no no no..." The poor girl was sobbing by the end of it.

"And it's Daddy Torias you have to get pee permission from?"

Kaitlyn's breath got caught in her throat. She couldn't admit that.

Which gave Cordelia her answer. "Hm." She smiled.

And she yanked it as hard as she could.

It didn't wound Kaitlyn in any way-- but it fucking hurt. Effectively, the sticker waxed her lips clean as it was ripped off without the solvent.

Kaitlyn shrieked, then sobbed, feeling the brilliantly sensitive redness of her labia.

Cordelia looked her dead in the eyes, all the facade of mocking kindness dropped. Then she smiled a malicious smile.

"All better! Make sure to let Daddy Torias know you're not his anymore! You're my bitch now. Though, I'm sure he'll get the message!"

Kaitlyn sobbed. She took off her sticker. She made her break her rules. Daddy was going to hate her.

"Now, we're gonna give your fat, fucking ass a good, hard spanking, yeah?" Cordelia then cooed mockingly. "After all, you tried to run away before we were done playing!"

Tommy undid his belt and handed it to Cordelia. "Let's make sure you can't sit down later, m'kay, whore?"

She hated her. Kaitlyn hated Cordelia so much.

"Bark for each spank you get doggy!"

CRACK.

"AEUGHH!" Kaitlyn shrieked out in pain. The belt had already left a dark red mark seared across her cheeks.

"That's not a bark," Cordelia scowled.

CRACK.

"RRUUFFF!" Kaitlyn forced herself to bark, her voice cracking as she failed to hold back another scream of pain.

"Thereee you go. One. Good girl!"

CRACK.

"NNNGHRRRUFF!" Kaitlyn gritted out a bark through her gritted teeth.

"Two."

CRACK.

Kaitlyn screamed, "AAAAEEGHG!" Her asscheeks were on fire.

"Aww, guess we'll have to start over!"

Kaitlyn looked back at her in fearful alarm, but Tommy took her by the hair and yanked her gaze back down to the floor.

"No eye contact, CUNT."

Oh god.

CRACK.

"AUEERUFF!" she screamed.

"One!"

CRACK.

"NNNNGHRUFF!!"

"Two!"

CRACK.

"MMNNNMNNN--" she shrieked through her lips, "--NNRUFF!"

"Three!"

CRACK.

"AAAENGHGCH--" she choked off her sob just so she could let out another, "--NNGHRUFF!!" And then kept sobbing.

"Four!"

And so sweet Katie's ass was brutalized, whip after whip of that cruel leather soaking her ass with fresh, cold pain every few moments. The belt left a painting of dark crimson stripes up and down both cheeks. Kaitlyn's ass never stopped burning the whole while through.

And she couldn't stop sobbing-- except when another spanking milked a teary scream out of her throat, which she'd quickly turn into an obedient bark.

By the end of it, her tears were nearly dry, her eyes exhausted from the pain, her voice hoarse from the screams. Her ass had been made maroon, then a bruised purple, from the abuse she endured.

CRACK.

"KCCHGNNnnrrrUFF!" Her screams were spent, all she could let out was a choking whimper of pain, following by that unbelievably forced little yip.

"Forty nine."

"Sheesh, Cordelia, this is just hard to watch." Jair looked at Kaitlyn with disgust, like she was some gross insect Cordelia had been tearing the legs off of.

"Shut the fuck up, J, don't tell me how to train my bitches."

CRACK.

"Nnngh..." Kaitlyn mewled hoarsely. "R-rruFF!"

"Fifty! See, even when she's broken, she barks! She's such a well-behaved cunt!" Cordelia took her face to make her look back at her. "Aren't you, K?"

She hated Cordelia. She loathed her.

"R-ruff!" She forced herself to bark a cheery yip, through her haze of pain and tears.

"That's right, cute little whore!"

"Delia, I'm BORED. It's getting late. Let's go to a bar already," Tommy whined, to which Cordelia sighed.

"Fine, fine. God. Let me just finish up with her." Then she turned back to Kaitlyn, and yanked her head back rough by the hair.

"Piss yourself, dog."

Kaitlyn's pain-addled mind could hardly comprehend what was being asked of her. She couldn't be serious... And then a pang of terror struck within her. Of course, she was. Of course, she was. She had to piss herself. She didn't want to, but she had to piss herself right now. It wouldn't be hard, her bladder was full because she'd had the sticker on all day.

And it wasn't hard.

Fearfully, Kaitlyn obeyed.

Her full bladder let loose, and golden streams torrented down her thighs and legs and puddled beneath her. The girl was pissing herself for her bully's amusement.

"Ew, what the fuck?" Cordelia shoved her off of her lap. When her battered ass fell onto the ground, the poor girl whimpered in pain. "I was FUCKING with you, dog. You're disgusting. Jesus Christ, you got piss all over me. You'll really do whatever you're told, huh, stupid bitch? PTH."

One final glob of spit in Kaitlyn's face. Then, Cordelia kicked her in the stomach, and the poor doggy whimpered again.

"Can't wait for your owner to disown you when he sees how fucking disgusting you are. Next time you want to be slut trash for your teachers, remember what it feels like to be treated like slut trash. Now get the fuck out of here, dog. You're nasty."

"Nnnnngh..." Kaitlyn couldn't tell up from down for a second. But she heard every cruel word.

She hated Cordelia, she DESPISED her. She feared her. And she was finally free.

She could feel the dirt flaking onto her sticky skin. She writhed around, finding the ground with her hands to pick herself up.

Right as she started to get on her feet, though, SLAP! The hard spank of Tommy's hand right on her purpled ass.

"AIIEIGH," Kaitlyn cried, and toppled back to the ground from the pain.

"HAHAHAHAAheheh!" Tommy laughed, having been too tempted by her demolished asscheeks not to slap them-- and sufficiently entertained by the stupid toy's silly, pained shenanigans. "Aight, scram, mutt!" and he kicked the ground behind her, making her scurry more rapidly onto her feet.