In the Doghouse - Chapter 124
Richard slowly stood up, his legs shaky. When he glanced into the basin, his stomach churned. Could he fall any lower? The mixture of self-loathing and arousal made him sick.
He pushed the basin filled with the unsightly result to a corner of the room and wiped his soiled body with a towel. Glancing sideways, he saw Courtney busy preparing something. Despite the shame, arousal surged within him again. It was as if both his stomach and mind had been emptied, leaving him unable to think clearly.
Without even sparing him a glance, she gave another command.
“Come here.”
His body moved before his mind could catch up. He crawled across the floor without hesitation. His stomach, emptied earlier, felt hollow, and the thought that the emptiness wouldn’t last long made his body quickly heat up.
When Richard reached the edge of the bed, Courtney tapped the sheets. He swiftly climbed onto the bed and knelt. She glanced at his already half-erxct cxck and scoffed.
“Did you enjoy douching yourself that much?”
Richard winced, recalling the discomfort, but he knew the answer was already determined. He reluctantly responded.
“Yes. Thank you…”
“Lie down again. Butt facing this way.”
As he turned around, Richard stole glances at the things she had laid out. Despite the dreadful process, the thought that she was training his hole filled him with excitement. He even entertained the ridiculous notion that perhaps it would be best if he never ate solid food again.
Once he was lying face down, he instinctively raised his hips. His a*s, not fully closed and slightly parted, radiated heat. Courtney gently caressed the wrinkled skin with her fingertips, feeling the warmth.
“Does it hurt?”
“N-No.”
“You can’t lie about this.”
“I’m telling the truth, it feels… good.”
It wasn’t just idle words—his cxck had already stiffened like a tree branch. Courtney clicked her tongue.
The book had been incredibly useful. It could very well be called a must-read for taming perverts. She had paid special attention to not only the training techniques but also the warnings.
She picked up a small jar of ointment. Scooping out a dollop, she applied it to his hole. The cold touch made the opening clench reflexively. Courtney smacked his a*s lightly with her clean hand, causing Richard to grunt and relax again.
The ointment quickly melted from the heat of his body. It not only healed any potential damage but also helped prevent further injury. When she pushed her middle finger into his well-lubricated hole, her finger slid in smoothly. She immediately pressed the sensitive spot she had found earlier.
“Ahh, ngh!”
Richard’s body jerked violently. Courtney continued to rub and probe, smacking his a*s only when he moved too much.
After a while, she withdrew her finger, leaving his hole stretched just enough to match its width. She grabbed the wine bottle, which still had a few sips left, and brought it close to his rear.
When the hard bottle neck touched the entrance of his anvs, Richard instinctively clenched. Courtney spoke in a teasing tone.
“Seems like you’re not as drunk as I am.”
She tilted the bottle, pouring the blood-red liquid into him. The sensation of the liquid filling him was alien and overwhelming, causing him to shudder uncontrollably.
After giving him some time to absorb the wine, Courtney reached for a crescent-shaped dxldo. Judging from its design, it seemed perfect for hitting his sensitive spots. Thanks to the ointment slathered over his opening, the dxldo slid in without much resistance.
“Ahhh—”
Richard let out a strange moan, his body twitching. When she pushed the dxldo in all the way, its sharp end naturally pressed against his perineum. She wiggled the dxldo, checking if it was hitting the right spot.
“Ahh, nngh!”
His hips rocked involuntarily, indicating she had found the right place. Courtney smacked his butt twice, hard enough to leave a sting.
“Get up.”
He braced himself on his arms and raised his upper body, but he was afraid to move more than that. Each small shift pushed the dxldo deeper inside, prodding his insides. Looking down, he saw clear liquid dripping steadily from his untouched cxck. He let out a bitter chuckle. So this is what it had come to.
Courtney sat across from him and, in one swift motion, pulled her nightgown over her head. She wasn’t wearing any underwear, and her inner thighs were visibly soaked, all the way to her knees. Richard’s eyes sparkled at the sight. If his pathetic state aroused her, he would gladly put on a show.
Courtney pulled her knees up and spread her legs wide. His gaze traveled up her glistening thighs, settling on the wetness between them. His breathing grew ragged as he took in the sight.
In a sultry voice, she whispered,
“If you wag your tail like a good dog, I’ll reward you by fxxxing you like one.”
Courtney lay back onto the bed, and without a second’s hesitation, Richard pounced on her like a mad dog.
Far away, in the palace and out in the square, the festival’s fireworks burst into the night sky.
