Taming Their Pet

by Sara Fields

  Hands held her down as he began to spank her. Her bottom burned under his constant assault, slap after slap landing on the lower curves of her ass and down her thighs. She squealed at the sudden sting and tried to kick away, but it didn’t help. His spanks met the target every time.

  “Now I’m going to have to punish this naughty bottom hole, inside and out,” Noah scolded and she shivered. Her ass felt achy and sore as he spread her cheeks and she had to do everything in her power not to flinch and clench her bottom to stop his explorations.

  A cool slippery liquid spurted over her tight rim and she keened with anxiousness.

  She heard him unbuckle his belt and she moved to turn to look when Zack captured her face in his hands. He wouldn’t allow her to see what Noah was doing and it both unnerved and excited her. He pulled her cheeks even wider and she felt the head of his cock press at her forbidden channel.

  Wide-eyed, the realization of his intentions suddenly became very clear. Not only had he spanked her, but he intended to claim her bottom hole in a way that she had never experienced before. Swallowing heavily, she whined as he pressed against her, steadily and without mercy. She felt herself begin to stretch, similar to the tails she had worn before, but his erection was proving to be much bigger. His girth opened her wide and she bit her lip at the painful, yet pleasurable ache.

  When the head of his cock breached into her channel, she keened as he filled her, owning her completely as he slid inside her, deeper and deeper. Her fists gripped the quilt beneath her as he took her, pressing into her until his hips lay flush against the skin of her freshly spanked backside.

  He pulled out slowly and slid back in a few times before taking her even harder. His hips pounded against hers, demanding, relentless, and ruthless. She wanted to hate it, wanted to hide away in embarrassment to know that she had been taken in such a shameful manner, but her body said differently.

  Noah’s hands gripped her hips and he fucked her harder than ever. Zack pulled her face up to his and devoured her in a kiss that left her reeling. His beard ticked at her nipples and she smoldered, hot and ready. Lust blazed from a deep unsettling place and she moaned into his mouth. Her pussy clamped down and she shook with passion and arousal.

  “You will not come without permission, pet,” Noah cautioned her.

  Trembling, she shuddered with pleasure, every nerve on fire and she tried her best to obey him, but it was so hard. Despite her reluctance to accept that she might actually enjoy being taken in such a wild and wanton way, the more he fucked her, the more she came to realize that she might like it.

  Noah lifted her hips a little and reached underneath her, pinching her clit hard. At that moment, his cock began to vibrate within her bottom and she moaned.

  “Come,” he commanded and her body reacted almost instantaneously. Blinded by her release, she shuddered against the bed. Her back arched, causing his cock to stroke her insides even deeper than before and she screamed in both shame and delight.

  He groaned behind her and she keened as his hot seed spurted inside her. She came again, her nipples hardening painfully tight as Zack pulled her hair roughly and Noah rode her hard. She felt used, claimed, yet utterly satisfied.

  When Noah pulled out of her, she moaned in disappointment. He cleansed her briefly, wiping away the evidence of their coupling with a warm wet cloth.

  “You’ve earned a nap, pet. You can curl up in the bed for a little while,” Zack said, quickly depositing her under the covers. She was asleep within seconds, feeling relaxed and sated.

  Chapter Eight

  Zack ran his fingers along the line of his beard. They had stayed with Isabella in bed for a short while until they were sure she had fallen asleep. She had displayed the perfect behavior for a service pet, which confused him a little considering how well she had done during her pony training. Was it possible they’d found a pet that was adept at all three types of pet play? Such women were so rare that it was almost considered a myth.

  He met Noah’s gaze and knew he was thinking the same thing. Tomorrow’s training would include kitten play for her and he was cautiously excited to see the results.

  While Isabella was napping, the two of them busied themselves for a few hours with chores around the compound, including tending to the ponies and kittens in their enclosures. Zack made a point to stay a little longer and observe how Becky was fitting in and was pleased with the results so far.

  A large pile of kittens was cuddled together, tending to each other with licks and pets. Becky caught sight of him and crawled over toward him, slinking seductively with every movement. He reached down to stroke the top of her head and she nuzzled his hand with a soft purr.

  “How are you getting along with the other kittens, Becky? Everything alright?”

  “Mhhhmmm, especially now that you’re here, sir,” she replied, her voice hopeful.

  The way she said it unnerved him just a little, but it wasn’t enough to raise his hackles.

  “I’m glad. I’m bringing in a new kitten tomorrow for training. Will you tell the others to be prepared to take another into the group, to welcome her as though she were one of their own?”

  “Yes, sir. Anything you wish,” she replied with a sly grin.

  “Good kitten. Make sure that they do, or else you’ll spend some serious time over my knee,” he said, his threat undeniably clear.

  He studied her then, but she kept her expression remarkably smooth. She’d done well under Noah’s punishment, but Zack still felt a sense of suspicion around the woman. There was something there that he wasn’t seeing yet, and that made him both nervous and equally cautious. He’d make sure to watch Becky closely tomorrow when he brought Isabella into the kitten enclosure.

  He filled their bowls with extra milk and water. He took time with each one, making sure to scratch and pet the women in their favorite spots. Noah would say he was spoiling them, but he didn’t really care. Reaching into his pocket, he broke up a dark chocolate bar and gave each one a small piece.

  When he was finished, he filled the food bowls and turned down the lights, realizing it was getting rather late in the day. He said goodbye and made his way back to the house. Noah was sitting on the couch, reading a book.

  “Ponies all set?” Zack asked and his brother nodded in response.

  “Yeah, I saw to them. I made sure they were all fed, watered, and happy.”

  “Good. Remember we have to go to the market in the next couple of days. Some buyers are interested in some of the ponies and a few of the kittens,” Zack reminded his brother.

  “What if we took Isabella into town?” Noah asked, his tone both thoughtful yet cautious.

  “She’s so new to pet training, brother; do you think that would be wise?” Zack responded with genuine concern.

  “I think she’s naturally submissive, yes, but there’s something more hiding behind those expressive eyes of hers. I think we need to push her,” Noah replied.

  “I’m wary of this plan, Noah and I’m surprised you aren’t too,” Zack chided, feeling uneasy with his brother’s change of mind.

  “It’s not that I’m not afraid for her, don’t get me wrong. But I think it would be good for her to teach her high protocol and to allow her to see how some of the other pets are treated. To witness what’s expected. To push her,” Noah said.

  “She’s intelligent. You can see it in her eyes. What if we tried to push her more here first? Give her a high protocol kitten day tomorrow and punish her when she doesn’t follow our command immediately? See how she responds to real serious discipline first, here in the safety of our compound?” Zack suggested instead.

  Noah regarded him with a pensive expression, his eyes darkening by the second.

  “If she does well, we’ll consider a trip into town sometime soon,” his brother said thoughtfully, to which Zack nodded his agreement.

  “I’m going to head to bed then,” Zack said with a yawn. Wandering back to
the bedroom, he took in the sight of the chocolate-haired beauty curled up in the center of his bed. He leaned against the doorframe and watched as her chest rose up and down with the slightest motion, her eyelids flickering as she dreamt, her face calm and serene like an angel.

  He doubted she would be prepared for them in the morning. It was likely she’d have to be punished for multiple infractions. They’d have to stop being so lenient with her if they ever wanted to take her out in public. She had more freedom than many of their pets; that he was sure of. She would hesitate to follow orders and still showed signs of rebelliousness, although in a quiet and demure kind of way. He sighed. They would have to break her for her own good.

  Zack and Noah had always been gentle trainers, only using harsh methods when necessary. They preferred to take more time with each pet and were well known for producing exceptionally trained women for sale at the market.

  Curiosity about her true nature was pushing them to move faster than they usually did. If she was truly a gifted pet, she could make them rich. They’d never have to work again. The very wealthy would pay out the nose for her; that he was sure of.

  But was it worth it? Did they really want to sell this beautiful woman? Could they?

  He moved forward and into bed with her, pulling her warm body against his. Even in her sleep, she curled her body into him, unconsciously fitting her form perfectly against his. Struggling to quiet a low moan as she pressed her naked buttocks against his cock, he clamped his lips shut and instead focused on the aroma of her freshly washed hair as he drifted off to sleep. Later that night, he felt the shift of the mattress as Noah came to bed. The two of them curled around the beautiful woman, sharing her between them just as they liked.

  The next morning, Isabella awoke to find herself encompassed by male heat. Zack was sleeping behind her and Noah laid there in front of her. She smiled softly, remembering the events of the past few days. She wasn’t quite settled in her role, but the two of them had made transitioning from Earth to this new planet Dayhari easier than she thought it would be.

  It still felt a bit strange to be owned by an alien male, to know that women on their planet simply existed as pets and to submit to their every whim, but she was trying her best. She was still willfully independent and they hadn’t forced her to do anything yet that she deemed as truly immoral, only slightly shameful. She grinned internally at the wicked memories of the past few days.

  Yawning, she tried to stretch a little without disturbing the men, but failed. She felt Zack’s hands on her naked body as Noah reached forward with his hands and tweaked her nipples hard, all with his eyes still shut.

  Squeaking from the sudden ache, she flinched back toward Zack, who had weeded his hand into her hair. He tugged harshly and brought his lips to hers, devouring her in a sultry kiss that left her reeling.

  “Go freshen up, kitten. We’re going to have fun with you today,” Noah whispered, his tone sending shivers down her spine. Zack released her hair then and she crawled out from under the covers. She walked hurriedly into the bathroom, taking care of her needs quickly, an odd feeling settling in the pit of her stomach.

  She was genuinely nervous. She brushed her teeth and her hair and looked at herself in the mirror. Wild eyes stared back at her, curious, nervous, rebellious, and obedient all at the same time.

  “Hurry up in there, kitten, we don’t have all day,” Zack said, his voice light yet carrying a dangerous undertone that left her thighs quivering in both desire and fear.

  What was going to happen today?

  When she finally convinced herself to return to the bedroom, both men were dressed and looked as though they had gotten ready much faster than she did. Biting her lip, she stared back at them for a long moment before Noah moved toward her.

  Still completely naked, she shivered, his tall and shadowy presence overtaking all her senses. With a heavy, anxious swallow, she waited while he removed something from a nearby armoire. When he moved back toward her, he motioned for her to lift her leg, and threaded a black strappy pair of panties up her thighs. Pulling it into place, he was gentle, yet rough at the same time as he dressed her. Next, he laced up a leather bra up around her chest, lifting her breasts up high. For once, her nipples were covered. The panties were open in the back though, and she had little doubt that she was going to be outfitted with a tail very soon.

  He took off her collar and replaced it with a much thicker one that looked as if it was lace, but upon closer inspection, she realized it was also leather. There was a large O-ring at the center of her neck. He clicked a matching leash around it and tugged her forward.

  Having her sit down on the bed, he pulled soft leather boots up and over her knees. The boots had a slight heel and were all black and came up to about mid-thigh.

  “On your hands and knees, kitten. Reach back and spread those naughty bottom cheeks for your owners,” Noah directed.

  Opening her eyes wide in embarrassment, she shook her head. She couldn’t do such a shameful act for them, it was too much. Way too much. She didn’t know how she had done it the day before. In fact, she was appalled at herself for doing such a naughty thing.

  Noah and Zack exchanged a look between them, instantly causing her stomach to feel as though it plunged down to her toes. Noah dropped his hands to his waist and grasped the buckle of his belt and her mouth went dry. She backed up a few steps until she encountered a wall as he slid the leather through the metal clasp. Slowly, he removed the belt from his waist and folded it over in two. When he snapped the belt in his hands, she jumped.

  “Such a bad little kitten. Refusing to take her tail in her bottom… Bad kittens get whipped by their masters when they don’t obey,” Noah said quietly, but his voice sounded thunderous to her ears. Her bottom clenched, keenly aware that she was wearing only a pair of panties and little else.

  Zack moved to the side of the bed and placed a pillow in the center. He moved quickly to her and grasped her around the waist. She had nowhere to run and tried to kick away from him, but to no avail. His massive hands surrounded her hips, pressing her small body against his shoulder. She was keenly aware of how vulnerable her bottom felt, up high in the air and she couldn’t do anything about it.

  He practically tossed her face down, her hips over the pillow lifting her bottom up. Zack quickly divested her bottom of her panties, dragging them down her thighs and baring her to his view. She shivered, the chilly air caressing her naked cheeks.

  Zack’s fingers glided over her backside, soft as a feather and her muscles tightened in a nervous response.

  “Naughty kitten. Now you’re going to have to be punished,” Zack chastised softly and she pressed her thighs together, her body betraying her. She knew moisture was gathering between her legs, despite the fact that she was scared of what was about to happen. She turned back to see Noah move to the side of the bed and jumped as he laid the leather strap across her bottom cheeks.

  “Please don’t spank me. I didn’t mean it. I’ll do what you want,” she begged and Noah shook his head.

  “Bad little kittens get whipped when they misbehave. I will not tolerate anything but obedience from you, Isabella and now you will learn,” he said as he lifted the belt high into the air. Flinching, she watched the strap sail through the air and when it met the vulnerable flesh of her ass, the sound cracked throughout the room. By the time the second one hit, her shock had worn off and the line of fiery pain blazed across her cheeks with a sudden fierceness that took her breath away. She yelped at the incredible sting and was quickly overwhelmed as lash after lash struck her vulnerable nether cheeks.

  Her legs kicked to try to avoid the pain and Zack grabbed her feet, holding her ankles together down on the bed.

  “Keep still, kitten,” Noah whispered and her heart fluttered a little.

  He paused for a long moment, admiring his handiwork and she bit her lip hard. He smiled and she shivered at the dark excitement in his eyes. Reaching forw
ard, he lightly scraped his nails against her skin and she cried out as the sharp ends reignited the fire across her punished flesh. Arching her back, she couldn’t help but tremble a little bit as her muscles tensed with a confusing mixture of pleasure and pain.

  “Please, Master Noah,” she pleaded, but she knew it was falling on deaf ears.

  She keened as he moved away and brought the belt down on her bottom once again. He whipped her more harshly than before and in no time at all, she was fighting back tears from his discipline. Her own body continued to betray her, as the wetness between her thighs continued to gather. The first tears fell out of frustration and confusion, trying to understand why she could be so turned on but in so much pain at the same time.

  Completely dominated by her two men, she began to sob, vowing not to refuse to obey them ever again. Still the belt fell, cutting across her entire bottom and edging down onto the sensitive flesh of her upper thighs.

  It was then that something clicked within her and allowed her to relax. Her legs no longer tried to kick and Zack released her as all the tension left her body. She laid there and accepted their lash, knowing that they had control and she didn’t. Her fists relaxed and released the quilt she had been holding with white knuckles and her back arched, lifting her bottom high for his punishment.

  She cried and moaned as one stroke blended into the next. Her body floated as the pain faded into a gentle soreness, the passion inside her overtaking her senses like a tidal wave. Caught up in a vortex of desire, she was lost completely and utterly by lust.

  Her hips rocked forward and her clit scraped the pillow beneath her. Over and over she did this, until she was on the edge of release, the belt still whipping her bottom, or so she thought.

  Gasping, she reeled in shock when a strong pair of arms lifted her up high so that she was on her knees.

  “You do not have permission to come, kitten,” Zack whispered and she whined at his admonishment. Her entire body hummed with need. She’d been so close, she only needed another second and her world would have burned hot with her orgasm.