In the Doghouse - Chapter 199

Courtney ran her hand slowly down her body.

Her fingers glided between the valley of her b*****s, pausing to gently cup one rounded mound.

After kneading her chest a few times, almost as if for display, her hand slid lower, tracing over her abdomen until it reached between her legs.

She raised one leg onto the bed, giving Richard an even clearer view of her exposed self.

Slightly parted, the plump folds revealed a hint of the flushed, tender flesh hidden beneath.

Richard whimpered like a beast, sticking out his tongue.

“Hngh, ah…! Master, mmmph!”

Courtney glanced down at him while continuing to move her hand.

Using her index and ring fingers, she spread her folds and rubbed her c******s with her middle finger.

As she circled the sensitive nub, her entrance slowly opened, and thick, milky arousal dripped from her perineum, trickling down the cleft of her b******s.

Richard’s eyes, fixed unwaveringly on her, grew darker with desire.

He licked his lips repeatedly, tears pooling in his eyes before streaking down his cheeks.

“Hic, Master, ah, please, please…”

He didn’t even know what he was begging for.

Though his hand was already pumping his s***t mindlessly, the ache of longing felt unbearable.

His breath hitched as he let out needy whimpers, his hips rocking back and forth, half his upper body arching backward.

Courtney suddenly leaned forward and pushed his shoulder, toppling him completely.

The protruding end of the d***o struck the floor, sending a jarring impact deep into his belly.

Richard writhed like an insect caught in salt, his body jerking uncontrollably.

“Ahh, ah, ngh…!”

It felt like he was about to erupt.

Instinctively, he grabbed his s***t with both hands, desperate to hold back.

Meanwhile, Courtney had moved to kneel near his head.

From her vantage point, she could see everything: the spasms of his abdomen, the swollen head of his c**k, and his tightly curled toes.

He looked just like a dog exposing its belly in submission.

Directly in his line of sight was the object of his deepest yearning—her glistening entrance.

Without realizing it, Richard thrust his hips upward toward the air.

Even though he knew he would never be allowed to penetrate her without her permission, he couldn’t suppress his reflexive movements.

Courtney lowered herself, her hips descending.

Richard eagerly opened his mouth wide, sticking out his tongue as far as he could.

The moment his warm tongue licked hungrily at her entrance, she exhaled deeply.

“Who told you to stop moving? Keep pumping.”

Distracted by licking her, Richard hurriedly resumed stroking himself.

But even that wasn’t enough for him.

He flailed like a fish out of water, thrusting his hips desperately into the empty air.

The pathetic sight of him humping at nothing only made his situation more pitiful.

Courtney rubbed her dripping arousal across his mouth, smearing it against his lips.

“Ah, yes… keep going. Do it better, more properly.”

Even as she enjoyed herself, she kept urging him on, never letting him feel like he was in control.

Richard obeyed her intentions, licking fervently.

He alternated between broad strokes over the outer edges of her entrance and pointed jabs deeper within.

Courtney moved her hips back and forth, sometimes grinding against his face, and even slamming down hard enough to make him gasp.

Her a**s brushed against his nose, and he eagerly buried his face there.

Time became meaningless.

Overwhelmed by lack of air and the intensity of his desire, Richard’s thoughts blurred until only two remained: I want to c*m, and I absolutely must not c*m.

Then suddenly, Courtney’s thighs tensed tightly.

“Hnnngh─!”

She let out a long moan as a surge of fluid gushed out from inside her.

Her release splashed across Richard’s face, soaking not only his features but his neck and chest as well.

“Haa…”

Courtney exhaled deeply, utterly satisfied, her body relaxing as the tension drained away.

But the one to reach climax was only her.

Richard, denied his release, continued to tremble, his hips still raised, his body quivering violently.

Courtney’s voice softened to a feather-like gentleness as she asked,

“Do you want to c*m?”

Still beneath her, Richard did his best to convey his agreement.

The subtle movement of his nod was unmistakable, and Courtney, as a magnanimous master, continued.

“I want to release something too. Shall we do it together?”

Richard’s body froze instantly.

He knew exactly what she meant by ‘release’ despite her earlier climax.

No matter how extreme Courtney’s demands, Richard had grown capable of complying with almost anything.

This was proof of how thoroughly his training had shaped his obedience.

Yet, it also signaled how desensitized he had become to prior forms of stimulation.

Thus, Courtney continuously expanded his limits with new experiments.

Her current focus? Potty training.

Richard hesitated.

Though they had attempted this before, he still couldn’t welcome it willingly.

Sucking her fluids like a dog was one thing—this was entirely different.

Courtney feigned generosity, giving him a choice while subtly pressing him for an answer.

“Don’t want to?”

As always, there was only one path for him to take.

This time, he gave his response through action.

His body trembled as he opened his mouth wide.

Courtney relaxed her abdomen.

As the hot liquid left her body, Richard’s c**k erupted in a powerful spray of s***n, shooting into the air like a fountain.