Sage.

I've known my job. I've had the same job for a while. Stay chained to the wall. Be ready for the command. Watch for anyone disobeying. I'm a punishment. I'm a corrector. I'm what happens when you step out of line, and don't obey. But don't be scared of me, as long as this stupid muzzle stays on, I won't be doing anything to you.

I watch from the corner of the room, staring you down. There are other pups sure but you seem to be testing the limits more than you should. Obeying just enough to not get in trouble. Listening just enough to not anger the owner. But we both know exactly what you're doing. You're waiting to see how far you can test your luck. And I'm ready to put you back in your spot immediately.

Don't be afraid. It'll only be a bite, only be a hump, only be penetration it's nothing to be scared of. Owner will be watching us. They'll make sure I don't go too far. So anything I do to you is clearly called for.

Uhoh.. someone got distracted by my staring and missed a command. Oops :)

My muzzle comes off, the leash gets released. And I wait for the command word. The moment the word is spoken, I'm already hunting you. You can try to run. You can try to get away. You can try to outpace me. But it doesn't matter in the end. I'll hunt you down and corner you. All I need is to snap my teeth onto your shoulder.

CHOMP

A nice hold. Dragging you back to the center of the room, you're the newest demonstration of what happens to stupid dogs who don't listen. I don't care if you swat your hands at me. I don't care if you whine and beg me to stop. You're already in my mouth, I'm not letting go. The fear in your eyes only turns me on even more as you struggle.

Drool runs down your shoulder as I pant loudly. Already thrusting into your thigh like a dog in heat. Hands hold your waist still as I start to drag down your stupid underwear. You don't need it anymore. Not for what I'm going to be doing to you.

I know what I'm allowed to do without permission. I don't need the owners permission to rut against you. I don't need their permission to sink my teeth into your skin. I don't need their permission to humiliate you. It's not like I'll be penetrating you... This time. It's your first infraction after all, and I should go easy on you for that reason.

Once I wrangle down your underwear, I'm already moving into prime position. Never letting up on your shoulder, loving the taste of blood filling my mouth where my teeth pierced your skin. My hands grab your wrist, I don't pin them though. That's too boring. Gets rid of the fight. Instead I put them on the back of my head, pull my hair, dig your nails into my scalp, I don't care just keep them out of my way.

Once those stupid paws aren't begging me to stop, my hands travel lower. Tracing your chest, your stomach, your waist, your thighs... Those lovely thighs. That's what I need. Not your stupid holes or those shaky hands. I've been drooling over those thighs since I first saw them. Holding your legs closed, my growls slowly turn to pants as I jerk forward with the immediate pressure from squeezing both your thighs.

Nails biting into your skin. Sweat forming the perfect slickness. I'm able to thrust easily between your legs. Only when you finally calm down, when you finally realize there's no escaping this, do I let go of your shoulder. Now bleeding all over the floor. Immediately moving to kiss you, holding you still as I buck into your thighs. Squeezing the skin there to add pressure. I can feel your every twitch.

Your knees against your chest, your legs shaking. It only makes it that much more enjoyable for me. Practically vibrating around my dick and I've barely even touched you. How pathetic. But all it takes is one wail for me to stop being so gentle. This is what got you here in the first place. A quick slap against your cheek should shut you up long enough for me to enjoy myself. Dogs don't bark without permission. Shut up and let me do my job.

If you want to use your mouth so much, then fine. Repositioning, you think you're finally free, until my hand wraps around your neck. Pinning your down once again. My legs draped over your shoulders, keeping your arms down as I grin at you. Such a pretty face... Too bad it's on such a stupid dog.

The slap mark is already turning red, a perfect addition to all the other marks covering your body from the owner. One glance at them, one nod of approval, and I'm sliding into your mouth. My heart is already pounding as you instinctively close around me. The owner trained you well on that part at least. You're quick to accept dick from anyone.

It's not like I need a lot of suction either, your thighs did most of the work, all while denying you any pleasure. God your mouth is so good.. I don't even have time to give a warning before releasing. Panting heavily. Staring down at you. A stupid grin on my face as I watch you struggle to swallow it all. Struggle to stay conscious. It must be hard to breathe when I'm fully buried in your mouth.

You're so pretty as your eyes start to flutter shut. Pulling out right before you fully lose consciousness. Hearing you gasp for air, struggling to breathe, struggling to recover. All while I stay kneeling on your arms. You're so stupid for letting this happen. A gentle slap to your cheek refocuses you on me. Fingers pry open your jaw, teeth fully on display, mouth still stained slightly. Disgusting.

Absolutely disgusting. I stare down at you, letting drool fall from my lips right into your mouth. Seeing you be forced to swallow it, seeing the grimace on your face as you try to fight. The owner was right to keep you. You may be dumb but holy shit are you pretty when you're getting fucked, and I haven't even been able to penetrate you yet...