#training.

their voice— that voice— sounds approving when they sigh and swear under their breath. you could get drunk on that voice. you could— you would be willing to do several things to hear them say that again.

Thats fucking right, you’re my good girl. I’ve got you now and you can surrender to your instincts. And maybe I can teach you a couple tricks

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Okay bunny, we’re gonna try out all that training of yours.

you’re on your knees, arms restrained above you with a spreader bar and some chains. something clicks above you and your hands fall heavily with the sudden slack, catching you from falling face-forward. the position pushes your breasts together and their gaze caresses you appreciatively. you whimper in embarrassment as warmth floods your body

Perfect position, pet. On your hands and knees, just like a little rabbit. So small and soft and scared, they mock. Just like we practiced, hm?

your eyes don’t leave them. your heart hammers in your chest and you try to ignore the slick feeling between your legs, growing wetter under their intense attention. it’s easier this way, to get it right the first time. every failure means a period of conditioning that just fucks with your brain, using coerced pleasure to reinforce their control over you. claiming ownership over your body while you orgasm and reminding you how much you want them

it’s much harder to keep things straight during those days, so you do your best to do as you’re told. if you’re going to be forced into this depraved captivity, you want to keep your wits about you. you stare up at them obediently, do your best to make eye contact when you can, and follow their instructions like a good pet. you shiver, and the reaction to that thought alone reminds you how precarious your self control is.

their mouth is forming a command, and you scramble to hear them quickly. the words sink into your brain slowly, and you only just comprehend by the third time they tell you.

Open your mouth, you stupid slut

the words finally click and you hesitate for only a moment, but it’s already taken too long. the hand connects with your cheek just as your lips part, a hot and sudden sting. Too slow. the hand, hot from the impact, grabs your jaw and forces your lips open. their dick, hard and leaking, slides neatly into your half-open mouth, and you gag as you feel the head pop into your throat.

God, is that so fucking hard? You would think a slutty bunny like you would know what to do when you’re on your knees, but that’s just too much thinking for you huh? Well you’ve got something in that head of yours now, don’t ya? they say as they look down at you

their hand cradles the back of your neck gently before twisting in your hair and pulling tight, moving your head like a fleshlight as they rapidly chase their release. they trace their fingers along the bulge in your throat with their other hand, growling as you gag.

I guess we need to keep working on the training to get you to respond quickly enough. You should know what to do from the second I say “open.”

their orgasm hits suddenly and they hold you down on their dick, ignoring you as you gag and try to lean back. they step forward to close the gap, pushing as deeply into your throat as possible as they cum. if you tried to pull back again, you’d only fall backwards. they’d likely fuck your mouth again right there, pressed into the floor, fucking their cum deeper into your throat

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Open up.

the click and the command come at the same time. you bounce into position on your knees, mouth open and wet

Good girl.

you smile and preen, nudging upwards in position but hoping for pets. they chuckle and caress your ears softly, toying with the soft fabric. their cock bounces in front of your face and you find yourself fixated on it, drooling slightly because of your open mouth. they stroke it teasingly in front of your face and you salivate watching the precum at the tip. they grab you under the chin and tip your face upwards, slapping their cock against your tongue before sliding it smoothly into your throat. the vibrator inside you picks up at the same moment and you pulse forward, gagging on it

they pull it out and slap it against your tongue again, commenting on how wet it is while you look up at them sweetly. they chuckle with controlled triumph and push your face into the floor, ignoring you while you whine and then yelp

Good. Now. Your new command to learn is mount. Shut up, you can take it can't you? That's right, you can take it. You're my perfect little breeding bunny. You can take it.

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