The morning is cold, and in my short skirt without underwear, I can feel every breath of air on my pussy.
It’s a wonderful feeling.
I know where to go and which bench to sit on.
Pao has explained it to me in detail. Unfortunately, only that.
He doesn’t like to repeat himself.
Once he had explained the content of my exam to me, I was far too tired and far too angry to even listen.
Only the disgusting details have stayed in my memory. I try not to think about that, but about something erotic so I can get wet.
I want the damn mutt to be able to smell me.
I can’t get aroused too early. I know, they are watching me. I have to look as if I were afraid to throw up every second.
The collar has been hanging in the kitchen all the time, and I want it.
I find the bench and sit down. I try not to think about my task and remember the first day with Adam and Pao. When Pao licked me and brought me to orgasm over and over again. Other images also come to mind, and I close my eyes.
It excites me, and, coupled with the fear of what is about to happen, my pussy gets wet. I open my thighs slightly under my skirt, which immediately slides up.
If I spread my legs fully, it would be like a belt.
And that’s exactly how Pao wants it.
I hear footsteps on the gravel and open my eyes.
A young man is leading a black Labrador on a lead. Or rather, he is pulling it in my direction.
He approaches slowly, and the dog whines.
I look towards him and smile.
My stomach heaves and I feel sick with fear, but I don’t move. What if someone comes along? What if someone sees me?
The dog comes closer to me, smiles and wags its tail wildly.
Do I have to stroke him now? No way!
The lead is taut, and I imagine how my own collar will feel around my neck when I get through this ordeal.
I have to make it believable, or they will see my betrayal.
The dog gets more leash and pounces on me to lick my knees.
Disgusting! I hope this is the image visible in me now.
Then he forces his snout between my knees, and I try to spread my legs.
I look up at the man so I don’t have to look at the dog and slowly spread my legs.
I see a knob of a small camera attached to his belt.
They are filming this! I knew!
I flinch violently as the dog’s snout touches my pussy.
He starts to lick me like crazy. The speed and the rough tongue are sensations I’ve felt before.
The dog presses his snout into my pussy and licks me as if his life depended on it. I look down, between my legs.
My nausea has passed, and I have to fight back my arousal.
My pussy is being stimulated in a whole new way, and I can’t do anything about it. I try to stay calm, but the dog won’t stop licking. When he sticks his tongue inside me and licks my clit hard over and over again, I know I’m about to come.
I look briefly at the man in front of me and see, that he is holding his cock in his hand. I was so busy to withstand the arousal by the dog’s tongue, that I didn’t hear anything.
He’s masturbating and watching.
It should outrage and shame me but my own orgasm just makes me spread my legs even wider and lean back against the bench.
I come very hard, and hope the damn mutt stops licking me.
As if through a thick fog, I remember that there was to be a second part of my ordeal.
If I can get through this one, I’ll get through the other.
The man pulls the dog away and gives him a sharp command that I don’t understand. It’s a language I’ve never heard.
The dog obeys and whines. He obviously wants to carry on.
Then the man approaches me, and I expect the worst.
But he just continues to masturbate and then gets down on his knees in front of me.
Is he going to fuck me here? Is this what Pao expects me to do?
Can I do it?
Yes, I can, if that’s what makes me pass my test.
The man moans loudly and comes all over my pussy. He squirts all over my inner thighs and pussy and then withdraws.
I sit motionless, disgusted with myself because it makes me so hot.
He says a word that I don’t understand, and the dog rushes towards me.
Then I realize that this will be the second part of my test. I have to convince my masters that I enjoy it.
The dog licks the man’s sperm from me like crazy, and his rough tongue almost hurts me.
But I have a task to fulfill.
I have to like it.
I moan.
“Yes boy yes, lick my pussy clean, good dog.” I’ll hate myself for it later, when I have my collar.
And then I’ll get my revenge.
The dog goes completely crazy, and licks me wildly.
I can hardly stand it because it’s starting to hurt, and it feels so good, that I feel the need to open my labia for him so his tongue can get fully in.
But I don’t want to overdue it.
I want to come so quickly now so that this can end.
I will get this lovely dog again. If I play my role good, this could become the favorite punishment for me. I think I will be a bad girl, a very bad slave who has to be punished very often.
The dog painfully licks my urethra, and I unintentionally let out a few drops of urine.
If I thought the dog couldn’t behave any crazier, I was wrong.
He whines, and his tongue lunges at my pee.
My orgasm approaches and I push again.
This time on purpose.
“Yes boy, yes drink from me,” I say hotly, I hope, and push harder.
Pao has to go crazy watching it. He will want to see it again and again.
A plan appears in my mind.
The dog licks everything up greedily and licks my anus as a trickle threatens to escape him.
I can clearly see the dog’s butt moving. Will he try to mount me?
I hope not.
The dog turns his attention back to my pussy, and I can’t stand it any longer.
Every touch of his tongue hurts my skin. I have to stop it.
“Good boy, good boy, yes, come deeper.”, I moan looking at the animal between my legs.
I have to feel it here and now. I am losing controll.
I reach down with both hands and pull my labia apart while I squeeze out some more urine.
The dog licks everything greedily and licks over my injured clit.
I come heavily in pain and remain sitting on the bench, panting, until the man pulls the dog back.
“Thank you,” I say, not knowing whether I’m thanking him for the mercy of finally removing the mutt from me or for letting me pass my test.
Because I have certainly passed. I know that.
I sit a little longer and watch the man leading the dog away. The cold air at my sore pussy feels good. I almost touch myself to feel the pain again.
The stupid dog is still looking around for me. He could probably do it indefinitely or until I bleed. Or maybe even then?
I get up slowly and walk home.
At home I close the door and undress, then take my clothes into the bathroom.
There is no one there waiting for me. I think the men are busy with discussing my test somewhere.
I take a long shower.
Now I have to face Pao and that’s going to be tough. I dry off and go into the living room, where I can hear the men talking.
I enter the living room, and Pao stands up.
He comes towards me with his arms outstretched and presses me against him.
“You were fantastic, Violetta, simply divine, royal. You couldn’t have made me happier with your dedication.
“Come and have a look, we watched the whole thing.” Pao’s laptop is on the table and a video is already playing.
Or rather, two videos.
One must have been taken by the man with a camera attached to his body. But the other is more disturbing.
Apparently the dog also had a camera on his collar that filmed his wild actions.
I don’t want to look, and let the men see my disgust.
I’m much more interested in why he called me Violetta.
My name isn’t Violetta and Pao hasn’t misspoken.
I see myself sitting on the bench, and at the same time, the video in another window, which only shows my pussy in a blur and the dog’s tongue in the upper part.
But it’s not the image that disturbs me.
The volume is turned up, and you can hear the dog licking.
“Come on Violetta, here comes the best part, how he drinks you, yes, do you hear that? Unbelievable. You were fantastic.”
Yes, I hear that, I can’t get over it, I’ll hear it in my hell.
I hope Pao’s exam is just as hard as mine were, if I wasn’t cheating.
“Come on, sit down and show us your pussy, tell me what you felt.”
Is he crazy??? Isn’t it enough?
I sit down on the couch and spread my legs. Pao bends down very low and kisses me on the labia. Then he carefully pulls it apart and gives me a wet kiss on my clit.
“You’re all sore. It’s all red from the dog’s tongue. Does it hurt?”
“Yes,” I say.
The video runs in an endless loop, and I try to stay calm and disgusted.
I have passed. My part is done.
Now it’s Pao’s turn.
Pao continues to examine my pussy, and licks me gently.
My body responds, although it still hurts a little. Adam pulls me against him and leans my back against his chest.
Pao continues to lick me, and I know it’s my reward for the exam. Adam kisses my neck and whispers in my ear.
“We have something for you, Violetta. Something you’ll love. I hope we’ve chosen well.” Now he calls me by this name too.
How strange.
Adam reaches his hand under my arm and places a small box on my belly.
“Open it Violetta.” Pao gently massages my clit with his thumb and watches. I open the box. Two small pieces of jewelry fall out onto my stomach. I look at the beautiful work. Engraved with a deep blue V and artfully decorated, I hold two tiny nipple clamps in the shape of blue butterflies in my hand. I whoop with joy.
“Beautiful, simply beautiful.” Without thinking, I put them on. As the clamp closes around my right nipple, I moan in pain and delight. The second one brings tears to my eyes, and I look Pao in the eyes.
He lowers his head and licks me harder.
“Thank you, and who is Violetta?”, I gasp in pleasure and let Pao lick me while I look at my painfully pinched nipples.
As I come with a gasp, I grab it and pull a little.
My orgasm is perfect.
As it subsides, Pao wipes my wetness from his mouth and says.
“You are Violetta. That’s your slave name, you’ve earned it. I hope you like it.”
