In the Doghouse - Chapter 197

“Give it to me.”

Courtney extended her hand.

Richard, obediently, offered her the d***o he had painstakingly carried with his mouth.

He gave it to her without a second thought for his own well-being. Even if this ended with his organs rupturing one day, he would only feel the utmost happiness. Of course, such a tragedy must never occur—he needed to stay by his master’s side for a long, long time.

Courtney examined the d***o she had received.

This enormous toy was a new product introduced last autumn at a secret shop in the western district.

The shopkeeper always showcased new arrivals to the empress first—not because of her status, but because she was, in truth, the shop’s most extravagant and devoted customer.

She gave the snake-like d***o a squeeze along its length.

It was softer than it looked. This should be manageable for Richard.

Having made her assessment, she gave a short, commanding order.

“Position.”

Like a soldier responding to a drill sergeant, he swiftly changed his stance.

Once again, he bent over, raising his hips high toward her.

But this time, his a**s was clenched so tightly that wrinkles formed all around it.

Perhaps he was afraid her remark about the foul smell had been more than just a pretext.

Courtney suppressed a laugh silently.

No matter how proficient one becomes at play, safety should never be neglected.

Courtney pulled back the bedsheet and reached deeply beneath it.

What she retrieved was a metal teapot engraved with grapevine patterns.

Of course, it didn’t contain tea.

“Raise your knees and spread your legs wider.”

Richard adjusted his posture, lifting his knees a bit higher from their awkwardly bent position.

With his hands pressed to the floor to support his weight, he spread his legs shoulder-width apart.

From between his obscenely parted thighs, Courtney’s eyes took in every detail: his dangling jewels, his bound, engorged pillar, and his flushed, blood-rushed face.

Courtney used her left hand’s index and middle fingers to part his a**s slightly.

As the folds loosened and the small opening became visible, she tilted the teapot over it.

Slick oil flowed down, pooling between the cleft of his b******s.

The cold liquid streaming over his sensitive skin made his hole contract uncontrollably.

A faint moan escaped his lips, unbidden.

“Hngh, ah…”

Noise was never allowed.

Courtney pressed her toes into his lips.

Startled, Richard nearly bared his teeth but quickly submitted, licking and sucking on her big toe.

Not satisfied, she pushed all five toes into his mouth, threatening to gag him as she violated his mouth with her foot.

Meanwhile, the generously poured lubricant soaked the outside of his a**s and trickled deep into the intimate passage.

She paused for a moment, observing the quivering hole before setting down the teapot.

Then, without warning, she plunged three fingers into his a**s.

The sudden intrusion made Richard exhale sharply through his nose.

“Mmh, mmmph…”

“Aren’t you enjoying this a bit too much, Your Majesty? Like some common w***e?”

Her mocking voice accompanied her fingers as they pushed in to the knuckle.

Instead of carefully loosening his tight walls, she roughly scraped and clawed as if to tear him apart.

She knew better than anyone that this wouldn’t damage his well-trained ‘b***h hole’.

Sure enough, clear liquid dripped from the tip of his bound, trembling e******n.

This is why dogs’ c***s were so predictable.

Courtney wasted no time and slapped his t*******s sharply.

“Ahhh!”

“I did not give you permission to make a mess.”

Richard’s abdomen clenched tightly from the sudden strike to his most sensitive area.

Courtney, unfazed, picked up the massive d***o.

The tip, shaped like a bulbous tip, was aligned with his slickened a*s.

The hole, which had instinctively widened as if to welcome the intrusion, clenched tightly again as if burned.

“Don’t clench. Unless you want it to tear.”

Though her words were an obvious threat, Richard took deep breaths, desperately trying to relax.

Seeing him struggle to please her only added to Courtney’s enjoyment.

She fed the tip of the d***o into his slightly parted entrance.

The toy, as thick as two fingers, pushed through, forcing its way deeper inside.

Courtney held the s***t of the d***o firmly, pushing it further and further.

About a hand’s width of the toy slid in smoothly, but the overly soft material made insertion uneven.

She lightly stroked the control unit at the base, activating it.

Like an e***t p***s, the d***o stiffened slightly, increasing its rigidity.

The added pressure on his inner walls made Richard let out a strangled groan.

Now, the process became easier for her.

Courtney continued to push the d***o into his rectum, forcing it past every curve.

The fake glans slammed against the blockage where his intestines turned sharply.

Sweat poured from every inch of Richard’s trembling body.

Slap!

Her sharp hand strike landed on his quivering b******s.

Richard’s legs convulsed violently, shaking as if in spasms.

But instead of showing mercy, Courtney continued to force the d***o in, striking his b******s whenever it met resistance.

Finally, the tip passed the sharp bend. Once past the obstacle, the rest slid in much more easily, as if being sucked into place.

At least, it felt easy for her.

Courtney glanced down briefly.

Richard’s eyes rolled uncontrollably as if about to flip backward. He had forgotten to suck on the toes still in his mouth, his lips now dripping with saliva. Passing out during the process would be dangerous.

Courtney pressed her toes against his tongue, grinding them firmly.

“Get a hold of yourself. Do you think I’m serving you right now?”

“Ah, ngh, s-sorry, I’m sorry…”

Richard apologized almost reflexively, his tongue quickly lapping at her toes again.

The wild, unfocused look in his eyes slowly returned to normal.

Courtney resumed pushing the d***o deeper, adjusting the force as necessary.

To an outsider, the scene would appear excessively cruel, but she believed herself to still be far too lenient.

When only about a finger’s length of the d***o remained outside, it refused to go any further.

Courtney mentally reviewed past experiences.

Given the d***o’s excessive length, this was likely the limit.

Satisfied, she released her grip.

“Well done, mutt.”