Beastmistress Ma'en, Tag: Doggo!
Ma'en watched the leatherbound doggirl squirm with a dangerous, yet amused expression.
"It's no use, horny little bitch. This material is ment to hold beasts twice your size." Ma'en grinned when the dog affirmed her question with an obediant woof, reaching out and drawing upon Sayyida's skin, small, white-green circles marking her skin with a mixture of cum and herbs, an annoying, distracting heat tingling through the marked spaces. that of course focused on enhancing the poor dogs sensitivity.
"The first thing one has to do when building a new house is to tear down the old one." The Beastmistress explained, whilest decorating Sayi with tribal paintings, drawing lines down her naval, finally, circling around her pussy with marking of white-green, bestial scent, finally, she folded her hands, beginning to humm and chant.. Sayi wasn't certain if there was magic involved, or if the herbs just took more and more effect over time, but her body was singing in pleasurable agony, her sex drooling..
"Good girl. Good dumb dog. Time to learn that obeying.. leads to pleasure." She declared, extending her fingers, glistening with the lewd bodypaint, presenting them to Sayi.
"Lick!" And if Sayi did, a hot, burning need blossomed on her tongue from the taste alone. Further punishment of pleasure for the pleasure-addicted dog.
"Yes, this will make it worse.. but also..." She reached out, kissing Sayi's neck, suckling softly on it, holding her, almost comfortingly.
"Obeying is good. Obeying will make you feel good.. even if you know you'll make things worse.. you do it to obey." She encouraged, pushing poisonous herb covered fingers past Sayi's lips slowly.
"Suckle and lick.. take the cruel heat of the Mar'dango plant into yourself.
You are helpless before mistress.. this is the most important lesson. Your Owner decides to reward or punish you. You can only accept it. When you take in more of the poison, your body will be helpless. I will allow you to cum.. or I will not. Watching you break under the pleasure.. this is not your decision. It is your owners. You only do as told." She declared, Sayi's mouth, throat, all of her inner being having filled up with the burning desires of the aphrodising, poisonous plants, her body sweating and drooling, both of her lips dripping out wanton desire, ...
As Ma'en placed down the bowl before her, commanding her to:
"Turn yourself into my little melting dog to train. Eat up." Sayi was quite sure that she couldn't handle much more of the drugged beast-cum staining her body and burning her from the outside and within, that the lust threatening to overwhelm her sense of self and shatter her, leaving it for Ma'en to pick up the pieces.. this wasn't just some beating and pirate-training, she'd be drugged and subjected to an array of training.. devices to learn the masochistic pleasures of being a true slave!
And then when her leather-restraints were adjusted, when Ma'en's hand guided her forwards towards the bowl, cooing at her, whispering about her medicine for becoming a good dog... Sayi realized it. It wasn't her decision anymore, what would happen to her here. She was not in control of this anymore. She'd assumed she was about to lick clean the last drops remaining in her dog-bowl.
But now, before her stood her 'good dog medicine', a bowl, that was still about three-quarters filled with more bitch-mind melting cum and herbs.