Chapter 236
The moment she slammed her hips down hard, a flash went off before her eyes. Another burst of fluid gushed out from below, and all the clutter in her mind was completely blown away.
Shuddering with the climax that climbed up her spine, Courtney cried out.
“Hnngh…! C*m. Now.”
“Ahh, th-thank you, aaangh—!”
With the most vulgar cries, s***n erupted from the urethral plug. Having held back for so long without even m**********g once, a thick load of c*m gushed out, too much for him to handle. Richard convulsed, shuddering as he poured out his release in a flood. The milky white fluid splattered not just on the soaked rug, but all over the wooden floor.
Even after reaching her climax, Courtney unconsciously rocked her hips back and forth. Each time she thrust again, leftover liquid spurted out from Richard’s open c**k.
“Haa…”
Courtney savored the afterglow of climax for a moment. She hadn’t realized it, but apparently a lot had built up inside her judging by the incredible sense of liberation she felt.
It was only then that Richard came back into view. His backside, raised high, was frozen like a statue. Another droplet of fluid dripped from the tip of his dangling c**k. Richard rubbed his chest against the rug, whimpering.
“Hngh, hiik, hmm…”
Oops, she’d pushed him way too far. Courtney quietly pulled back. First, the strap-on slipped out from between her legs. The portion of the strap-on still rising from Richard’s a*s looked almost like a tail.
Carefully, Courtney gripped the strap-on and pulled it out. Each time her hand slipped on the fluid-soaked toy, Richard’s sturdy legs trembled like aspen leaves.
Pop—
The strap-on came all the way out. From the hole that couldn’t quite close, lube trickled down over his perineum, scrotum, and c**k. It was a sight to behold, but she felt guilty saying it out loud. She really should have shown some restraint. Courtney silently removed his shackles and cuffs, one by one.
Now completely free, Richard didn’t move an inch. Courtney gently stroked his head and spoke.
“I’m sorry. This must have been a bit of a shock for you…”
“…It’s back.”
“Huh?”
Courtney bent down and listened. Richard, his face pressed to the floor, turned his head to the side. In a thoroughly hoarse voice, he spoke again.
“I remember everything now, Courtney…”
Courtney’s eyes widened. She hurriedly pulled Richard up.
“Really? Richard, you really remember everything? Look at me.”
Courtney cupped Richard’s cheeks with both hands. His face was a mess of tears and sweat. At least all that waiting had been worth it—he’d tasted a truly mind-blowing climax.
But now was no time to dwell on that. Looking ashamed, he spoke again.
“I’m sorry…for worrying you.”
Courtney pulled Richard into a tight embrace. Her soft b*****s brushed against the n****e clamps still attached to his chest.
He couldn’t help but grimace, but he obediently buried his face in Courtney’s shoulder.
“Hiic, yes. I’ll take my punishment.”
Courtney gently pulled him away from her and then carefully removed both clamps. They were badly swollen and red, but fortunately didn’t look seriously hurt.
After confirming his n*****s were okay, Courtney carefully studied his face. She scrutinized him as if to see whether he’d truly recovered all his memories, whether he really was her dog again. Not that you could tell just by looking.
Courtney asked suspiciously,
“You’re not just saying that because you want to be punished, are you?”
Richard avoided her eyes, pretending not to care. It would be a lie to say he hadn’t been turned on by the word ‘punishment’.
Courtney glanced downward. She saw his c**k, as messy as his face, slowly starting to rise again. Now, of all times? She felt both exasperated and quietly relieved. Not knowing his place and wagging his tail like this was just so typical of her dog. Courtney pouted and continued.
“Anyway, I’m not just going to forgive you.”
“Yes, whatever you want…”
Richard gave a small smile. Courtney hugged him tightly again, and Richard willingly wrapped his arms around her. Like this, another wish she’d thought impossible was fulfilled.
That night, the two only managed to fall asleep in the same bed as dawn was breaking. It was a night that brought them the deepest satisfaction, both physically and emotionally.
The dog had returned to the doghouse.
