by Amy Yao
"Never!"
Diana kept fighting. Finally, she yanked her hand away, slipping free from Erika's grip. Then she reached up, pushing her fingers up between Erika's legs. Her movements may have been determined, but Diana worked carefully, making sure that she didn't hurt the other girl. In fact, there was a specific goal she had in mind.
Focused on her opponent, Diana used just enough pressure. She needed to stimulate the other girl. She needed to make sure that Erika couldn't think clearly.
Then again, when Diana really contemplated her situation, she realized something. Squirming around on the floor, wrestling with this other girl, it all turned her on somehow. She yearned for an orgasm herself.
That's why Diana almost surrendered. She thought about just relaxing, dropping onto her back, spreading her legs, letting this woman do whatever she wanted.
No.
Diana may have been enslaved, but she still had that same ferocious willpower.
She wouldn't lose, not to a girl like Erika.
She kept rubbing, working Erika up. David's wife started to pant. Her arms felt her sides. Yes, she could move, but there is this question of determination. Did she have the focus? Could she push through the temptation, or would she give in?
David watched, enraptured.
Erika's eyes opened again. Her eyes blazed.
She pressed down, launching herself back at Diana. Pretty soon, both girls were on the floor. Diana may have been underneath David's wife, but that didn't mean she had given up.
Erika started to kiss Diana. Diana didn't want to yield. She didn't want to surrender, but it felt so good. She was getting kissed. She had this warm body on top of her. She could feel Erika's breasts rub against her chest.
Diana wanted more. Her face flushed, her skin heated, and excitement roiled through her body. Everything was so tantalizing, so incredibly addictive. More, Diana needed more.
Pretty soon, her body went limp, and she surrendered.
Erika gripped Diana's wrists as she leaned down. She started to lick at the other girls breasts. There may have been layers of fabric between Erika's tongue and Diana's nipple, but that hardly mattered. The pressure, the suites of movement, and the moisture were all enough.
In spite of herself, Diana relaxed, savoring those sensations as they pumped through her.
Erika tightened her lips around that point. She pinched with her mouth, and that's when Diana arched her back, crying out.
She screamed, savoring the ecstasy provided by her body, by that stimulation. Everything turned to a haze.
"Diana, you're going to be the family bitch from now on."
Maybe Diana gave up because she didn't really understand. Despite what her new Master had said, this young woman hadn't been capable of truly comprehending the consequences of their match. But now, she scrambled up. "Please, Master, no. Please, don't make me the pet! I can't be a pet! I'm not a pet!" She stuttered through those words, hoping that maybe he would change his mind. On so many other occasions, Diana had been able to talk her way out of her problems. Could she do the same thing again right then and right there?
No.
David took out the controller.
Diana hardly understood what it meant. She saw the device in his hand, and she kept going, brazen despite everything she should have known. "Please, give me another chance. Let's go again." She kept talking, right up until that moment when he pushed a button and the collar activated.
The sensors pressed against her throat detected the unauthorized vibrations.
It responded appropriately.
Diana, the new family dog, suddenly felt the burst of electricity. It snapped through her body, robbing her of the strength to even stand. Diana crumbled, landing on her knees.
"That's where you belong," Erika said, patting her on the head. "Master, may I punish her?"
David enjoyed that docile, eager tone in Erika's voice. It reminded him of when they first got together.
"Go ahead, Erika."
"Yes, Master. Thank you, Master," she said.
Turning her attention to Diana, Erika suddenly became ferocious. She grabbed Diana by her hair, forcing the girl to her stomach. Then she fell on her knees, and Erika started spanking Diana. Her hand flew down viciously, striking once, twice, again and again.
David watched all of this.
"Diana, I think you owe Erika an apology. Bark for her. Bark out your apology like a dumb dog."
His former work rival raised her head. She shook all over, the rage vibrating through her body. And yet, she opened her mouth. After that last burst of electricity, she didn't think she could take another punishment. In that sense, she demonstrated that she was getting smarter and learning how to behave.
"Go ahead. Do it," he ordered.
Very soon, Diana started to bark. She barked like a dog, expressing her gratitude.
"Good. Now go give Erika her treat. Show her just how grateful you are that she has turned you into the family bitch."
Diana's eyes widened. Sure, she understood what was expected of her, only she didn't believe there was any way she could do it. The horror mounted inside of her chest, moment by moment. But then, she was crawling, moving along on her knuckles and knees.
Erika watched all of this, her lips parted. Her breath caught in her throat, her skin prickling with heat. Was this really going to happen? Was she really going to get the pleasure she craved?
David took his wife by her hand, and he guided her back across the room. He sat her down on the bed. Erika looked up at him. David gave her a nod of permission.
That's when Erika lifted up her skirt. She pulled down her panties. She exposed her moistened sex, and she beckoned for Diana to come over and start licking her the way any good dog would.
"Puppy's love to lick," David said, smirking down at his former rival. Oh yes, she had been such a bitch. She deserved this. It was going to be good for her, he thought.
Diana swung her head from side to side, her now blonde tresses splashing across her shoulders and down her neck.
He pulled out the controller. He tapped a button. He didn't give her another chance. Why would he? She had defied her owner, so she needed to be punished. That's exactly what he gave her.
Diana yelped, this quick, pathetic little sound. After that, she whimpered. And after that, Diana surrendered. She crawled over to her new owners. She looked up at her Master. She looked up at her Mistress. Then she licked her lips, tentatively sliding her head forward, up between Erika's legs.
"May I be rough with her, Master?"
David smiled at his wife. "Whatever you like," he said.
With a wicked smile on her face, Erika looked to down at the pet girl. "You get about thirty seconds. You have to make me come." And just like that, she reached a down, weaving her fingers into Diana's hair. She took a solid grip. She yanked, pulling Diana forward. "Lick."
A couple of feet away, David sat there, tilting his head to the side, the controller poised. He would help out his wife, if it turned out to be necessary.
Diana started to lick, sliding her tongue up and down, up and down. David enjoyed this. In fact, he was having so much fun that he decided to take advantage.
He got up off of the bed, and he walked over to Diana. With his eyes on his wife, he hitched up Diana skirt, and he yanked down her panties. Unsurprisingly, they were damp with her juices.
David took out his cock. He positioned himself right behind her ass. He aimed. He put his hands to her hips, and he pushed himself forward, thrusting into her. Diana was tight. She started to whimper.
"Give her more than thirty seconds," David commanded.
"Yes, Master," said Erika. She looked down at the puppy. "You get more than thirty seconds," Erika said. But then, she looked up at her husband. She watched as he had sex with another woman. He was going to use both of them from now on, and there was nothing she could do, no way she could stop them. This was going to be her life now. This was going to be both of their liv
es now.
David smacked Diana's ass. Why? Because he could. He enjoyed the soft give of her buttocks. He squeezed, making her moan even as her tongue danced along Erika's pussy.
Like a good little puppy, she kept lapping and licking, sliding her tongue up and down, forward and back.
Diana did everything she could. She worshiped that girl, providing Erika with all of the pleasure she could have ever wished.
"I'm going to make you come, Diana. I'm going to make you come so hard, and you're going to remember this. You're never going to forget that you belong to me now. You aren’t a manager. You don’t want to be anything but my doggie. Maybe I'll let you be a slave," he said. He accented those words with a smack to her ass. "Maybe. Or maybe not. Maybe I will just show you off to all of our coworkers. What you think of that?"
Diana whimpered again. Even as her tongue continued to slide left and right, up and down, swirling and pressing in on Erika's clitoris, she whimpered helplessly.
But David told the truth. He kept pumping her, thrusting harder and faster until Diana had no choice. Her pussy throbbed, clenching down on his cock. He savored his orgasm, coming hard. David didn't let go, however. He wasn't done with her. He savored those stretched out seconds.
All the while, Erika recognized those sounds. So she embraced her own orgasm. She let the waves of pleasure wash over her, crashing down. Erika embraced a different kind of surrender, letting the dog give her everything she had.
David pulled back. He pulled up his pants, zipping his fly. Then he looked to down at them. "Erika, tell me what you've learned."
Erika dropped to her knees, right beside it Diana. She looked up at her Master, though only for a moment. "Master, I've learned how to be a good girl. I know that I belong to you now. Thank you for owning me." She swallowed nervously, looking downward.
"And you, Diana?"
Because she was a reasonably smart puppy, she just looked up at him, and she barked once.
Their Master smiled.
Epilogue:
Miranda watched the trio leave. They got into a town car. Before they slid in the back seat, Erika and Diana were both on leashes. David didn't bother to release them.
The counselor nodded to herself, content with the work she had done there. Another pair of young, rebellious women had been trained as slaves or pets or whatever else their man wanted.
This was how The Facility worked. Unruly females could be tamed.
Although that trio had just left, another car pulled up. A different husband and a stubborn wife got out. He tried to take her hand, but she pulled away.
That was probably her last act of defiance, Miranda thought with a smile. Once they had a collar on her, her attitude would change.
It was time to work on another lucky couple.
The End