Training the pet
Sorry for the delay, I tend to overthink sometimes and was was not very satisfied with the next chapter until now.
So, after I got tamed it was time to get trained. During the following months I went deeper into pet-play and we began working on my kinks.
Well, I wouldn't say that anal is kinky - for me it was simply the only way to be penetrated. But like many people that enjoy anal I got interested in stretching my butthole. I had seen plenty of videos about girls taking stuff in their butt and some of the toys were massive, but I didn't have the intention to stretch myself to the absolute maximum. I just wanted to make it a bit more comfortable and easier for Master to enter me. For that I had to buy bigger toys and Master took this as an opportunity to make me more confident and maybe a bit more shameless. So I wasn't allowed to order my toys at the internet anymore. I had to go to an erotic store and order them by myself.
I was really ashamed as the staff asked for my ID because I didn't look like I was 18 but also I was surprised how clean everything is and how friendly and open minded the staff is – I had been in supermarkets that were not even half that nice. I became a regular customer which also has it perks, so I get a nice discount or having a good chat with the clerks here when some new stuff comes out. But sometimes I wondered what they are thinking of me because the anal toys I bought got bigger every time and almost fortnightly I buy new lube.
As I said, I wanted to know how it would feel to have my butthole stretched, but if you look at anal porn you will notice that it seems to be very clean and not messy at all. Especially if they show the gaping asshole you will hardly find any traces of poop. The secret is a good preparation – means, enemas and a healthy diet.
Well, I'm eating healthy and I was already used to get small enemas once in a while, but since I wanted to stretch my butthole and also wanted to insert toys that go deeper I had to do them more often and get bigger ones. I don't just wanted to “flush” the end of my butt, I had to get some stuff out. The problem was that I'm very careful when it comes to stuff that could be harmful and I didn't want to mess with my gut microbiota.
So I did some research. Internet, medical books and magazines – you name it, I've read it. As long as you don't overdo it and are careful it's relative safe. I now have regular enemas and don't face any difficulties, but I still “listen” to my gut – if I don't feel well I'm not doing it.
I bought an enema kit at my “favourite erotic store” but we only used it two times before we decided to use a bowl and an enemas syringe. It was simply to impersonal to fill the enema bag, put the nozzle in my butt and wait till I'm filled. The syringe is so much more personal.
The way I have to lay on the floor and lift my ass so Master can push the tip in my butt and slowly push the water in me while Mistress sits next to me and prepares the next syringe. The way Master puts his finger on my anus to help me keep the water in until he gives me the next syringe. Sharing this intimate moment with these people I love so much is such a nice experience.
Of course what goes in has to come out at one point. Generally after 20 to 30 minutes, it depends on how much I got filled, mostly 1000ml to 1250ml – in rare cases I got 2000ml which is rather uncomfortable and take a while until everything is back out.
And the part where everything comes out is disgusting. I really don't like it and am happy that I can release it into the toilet and don't have to do like a dog. I absolutely understand why I have to do it, but that doesn't mean that I have to like it. I often get another filling to be flushed and that is slightly better.
But the nice long anal-play session makes up for it all every time.
I absolutely love having my ass toyed, way more than my cunt. I don't really like the way my cunt looks, it's so dark and plump that it's almost primitive and I'm happy to keep it covered in fur.
Also we did some race-play. First it was strange but Mistress absolutely love calling me slurs which were mostly aimed at my ethnicity and how superior she was because of this. You know, most south-east asian crave white skin and having my “racial flaws” like my darker skin, dark brown labia and nipples or my “physical flaws” like my tiny tits pointed out really helps me getting my juices flowing. But we know how she means it and I want to clarify that we absolutely condemn racism.
Master on the other hand was not a big fan of race-play in the beginning, I guess most Germans have problems with calling someone inferior because of their race. He also uses some sayings too now, but he mostly calls me names about my behaviour or when he talks with Mistress about me. He never uses my name and when the three of us are alone he never had called me his girlfriend or wife even once. Then I'm “the animal”, “his pet” or “bitch” (like in female dog). I love it.
One day Mistress was quite horny and asked if I would bring her to orgasm. I refused because I didn't want to cheat on Master since he was not present. Of course most men wouldn't mind this situation, but still it wouldn't be right having sex without his notice.
She accepted but told me that one day she will have sex with him and make me watch, like she had to watch me getting my cute butt pumped full of sperm. Then she made me stand in a corner while she masturbated. While listening to her moans I closed my eyes and thought about Master and Mistress having sex, I couldn't help it. I imagined his hard shaft plunging into her clean, pink pussy and her round breasts bouncing every stroke while rubbing my hairy, dark brown cunt and squeezing my tiny tits. I thought about his thick sperm dripping out of her cute pussy and came so unbelievably hard. I guess at this moment the fantasy of watching my boyfriend fucking my BFF in front of me burned into my mind.
Of course I wasn't allowed to cum without the permission of my Master and of course I had to be punished for it. Mistress knew that and ordered me to slap my pussy hard. But still it was insufficient because it was not humiliating enough, I had to get peed on.
When Master came home I told him that I had an orgasm (but not about the fantasy that caused it) and begged him to pee on me. Without saying a word he led me into the shower, made me squat and peed on me. Mistress was fascinated and asked if she could do it too. Master allowed it but told her to stay away from my face, so she pissed all over my back. She admitted that she has a huge pee-fetish but only when on the giving end.
After I had a shower we talked about the day in general and especially about me pleasuring Master or Mistress. We agreed that both could “use” me for their pleasure, but couldn't force it of course. With a grin Master told me that I owe one to Mistress and I think I had never seeing anyone undress more quicker than her. Well, afterwards she told my that I wasn't that bad, but could use way more practice. Then she watched me sucking Masters cock and noticed that I couldn't fit it all in because I started to gag when he reached a certain spot. Master never complained but Mistress told me that I could do better and that she will turn me into an eager cock-sucking whore.
And she put great effort in this. Mistress made me suck bananas, carrots and Masters cock, of course. But I don't just have to suck him off. I had to worship Masters cock properly (and Mistress pussy as well) and I made quite progress
One day while I was licking Mistress while Master watched us. He was stroking his cock when she said that she need something inside, not a dildo or my fingers - she needed the real thing.
She looked me straight in the eyes and asked if it was okay if she would “borrow” Masters penis, because “he deserve to stick his thing in a pussy and not always fucking an ass”. Master told me that it was my decision.
I was not really sure about it, but then I thought about the fantasy I had while standing in the corner and nod slowly but told them that I wanted to watch. Mistress told me to make Masters cock slippery, then guided him inside of her and told me to come closer so I could see what the pussy of a real woman looks since I had a virgin-pet-pussy that has to hide under the thick fur between my legs. I watched in awe. I didn't even touch myself, I just watched how my boyfriend rutted my BFF. It was even better than in my imagination and the cuckette inside of me had the time of her life.
Afterwards Master and Mistress looked at each other and you could see how their mind cleared, to say that they looked ashamed would be an understatement. So we talked about what just had happened and it was quite funny to see them explaining how it happened till I couldn't handle it anymore. I started to giggle and then laughed. Master was very confused and told me that I seem rather happy than upset. I nod and told them how much I enjoyed watching them and that I want to repeat it soon. You could see that they were relieved that I liked it.
We also talked about what Mistress said about me being not a “real woman” and I admitted that it was great. I really enjoy being humiliated and degraded.
I think from that moment it was Mistress goal to make sure that I never forget how inferior I am to her and sometimes she got slightly carried away. We always had some talks after trying something new, but sometime she so got so rough that Master had to tell her to slow down. One or two times he send me out so he could talk with her. He never scolded her in front of me, she's my Mistress and I'm their pet, but afterwards we talked about what was not okay and I got an apology. That's what I love about them, just because they are my doms doesn't mean that they can't admit some mistakes.
Master and Mistress also started to have sex more often to a regular basis. But always with my agreement and while I was watching. I love seeing the people I love having such a good time.
Every time I had to “prepare” her for sex and was shivering while Mistress taunted me. She don't wanted to “steal” my man, I had to give him to her as a present. Every time I watched in awe as her smooth pink pussy was slipping up and down on Masters cock while I had to kneel on the floor holding my dark hairy cunt open so my juices could drip freely out of my virgin-pet-pussy. I desired Masters cock so much but my stupid septate hymen was like a build in chastity belt.
Of course Master tried to deflower me on the usual way several times – it was a bitter disappointment. Every. Single. Time.
My hymen was so sturdy that it was very painful, for both of us. Master said it felt like my pussy tried to cut his dick in half.
I had talked about this issue with my gynaecologist and she recommended a hymenectomy, a surgery in which the hymen is removed. Master, Mistress and I talked about it and both told me that they won't force me but would respect whatever decision I made.
Of course I craved to feel the sensation of my most intimate place being spread open by his cock, having my womb flooded with his semen and becoming a “real” woman – becoming “his”. But also I was afraid to take something away form Mistress, so decided not to do it.
After several weeks we tried to “separate” me while Master and Mistress were having sex. But it was not really enjoyable for us. Even Mistress acknowledged that it was not the same when I'm not sitting next to the bed and watching her with hungry puppy-eyes and an even hungrier cunt, also she missed being licked clean afterwards. Much later we gave it another try and it got much better over time.
Of course my training didn't finish just it became natural to behave like a pet at home or watching my owners having sex in front of me. I guess the training is never really done and even now after many years as their pet I still have to repeat some training on a regular basis.
So at one point Master decided that I had to get more comfortable to be naked in some more public places as well.
First we simply drove around daily during the late evening while my dress was pulled down. It was okay because I still had my bra on and if someone had noticed it would have looked like I was wearing a bikini. After a while I just sat there in my underwear which was later removed as well and now I'm absolutely comfortable sitting naked in Masters car when we go somewhere. But now I always have to sit in the back and the windows are tinted so the risk isn't that high. But it still gets my juices flowing, so I had to sit on a towel so I won't stain the leather seats of his Mercedes.
After I got comfortable being naked in hidden-public Master decided that I had to cum in a more public space.
One night we drove to the woods in which we had stumbled upon a small concealed clearing during one of our previous visits. At the edge of the clearing I undressed and crawled to the middle so I sat in the bright light of the full moon. Giving it was in the night it was unlikely that someone would come across, but it was also in the middle of summer so maybe there could be some people decided to take a late walk. It was absolutely thrilling but at the same time I felt really earthbound and a bit like a primitive savage being naked in the “wilderness”. But of course I didn't forget why I was brought there – I had to masturbate until orgasm, the first time outside of the completely save place of my home. When I looked around I couldn't see neither Master nor Mistress, it felt like I was entirely alone. A young woman, naked in the forest, alone and vulnerable. My nipples were so hard that it almost hurt so I started playing with them before I reached down to my completely soaked cunt. Then I lubed my fingers and start fingering my butt hole. It was magical rubbing my hairy pussy while fucking my ass in the woods and I had a wonderful orgasm.
I was so high on endorphins that I walked back to the car naked, openly collared and leashed.
We still go to this clearing on a regular basis, sometimes just to do something romantic but mostly doing some humiliating stuff.
Later Master insisted that I had to become more comfortable being naked in public. Not just hidden but with other people around.
So during our summer holidays we went to a nude beach – for two whole weeks. You know, being naked in public isn't forbidden in Germany, as long as you don't do it with sexual intentions. So, yes my adventures in the woods could entail a fine, but also nobody would care if you are naked at a beach and on nude beaches you must be naked. They are not “clothing-optional”, they are “no clothing allowed”.
So I had to be naked in public with other naked people around (Master and Mistress as well) and it felt kinda awkward at first. I noticed that I was the only young woman with completely untrimmed pubic hair and had the feeling that many people looked at me because of that. Mistress taunted me that they are not just looking at my huge bush but also checking the exotic import, making me more embarrassed. First I tried to cover my fur with my hands but soon I realized that I made it even more obvious that way. Also Master scolded me for hiding the visible mark of my ownership.
I told him that I feel embarrassed because of my body but he insisted that it was part of my training. But then he made it kinda playful. We were swimming in the sea, playing in the shallow water or walking at the beach and after a while I got really used to being naked with strangers around. I mean, everybody was naked and nobody was openly gawping at me or giving any inappropriate comment, they all just enjoyed a nice warm day at the beach. And so did I. Of course I didn't wear my collar at the beach so nobody noticed that I was an owned pet and this was part of my training.
I realized that Masters decision was right. Even I was extremely nervous at first it really helped me getting more comfortable with being naked in public and with myself in general.
Especially I was finally able to make peace with my small breasts. I always had been envious about Mistress because at the age of 12 she already had bigger breast than I have now. And during puberty she developed really nice round D-cups, while I can't even fill an A-Cup completely. Of course as my Mistress she always made fun of me for that and still does, but since that holiday it is okay for me. Of course it's humiliating but I don't feel “insulted” anymore. Instead, now it kinda turns me on when she points out how underdeveloped I am and in my opinion it's her god given right as a big-breasted women to humiliate flat-chested girls like me. So, after we came home I put all my bras in a box (I haven't even worn them during the holiday) and wrote the date when I had worn a bra for the last time on it. It was June 16th 2019. Master always says that if you don't use something for more than a year you don't need it and should get rid of it. So about 14 months later I donated them and haven't worn a bra since then.
And to be honest, I absolutely don't miss them.
Of course it's noticeable when I wear a t-shirt and my nipples are hard, if it's a thinner white one you can even notice my dark brown areola - but no man have ever complained about that.
Later I donated my panties and every piece of clothes that I bought myself.
It's not that they don't fit or I wasn't wearing them any more, I had decided that I wanted to be Masters property to 100% and as such I can't / don't want to own anything. Of course we talked about it before – it consensual ownership-play after all.
I also handed him my bank cards so I won't be tempted to buy something, also it made me feel even more owned. Of course the bank account is still in my name an the money on it as well, but knowing that every piece of clothes, every toy and even the food is not mine really helps me to feel owned. After that day it felt more then just a game. Since that day I'm really Masters property.
My life haven't changed much, but knowing that I absolutely don't own anything feels really liberating.