By: Caroline Stirner

Work fucking sucked. Again.

Kristy sighed, her breath fogging in the frigid air before her. She shouldn't have even needed to work on Christmas Eve, of all days. She should've gotten to spend today at home with her puppy, Helena. The two of them had had an entire two-day scene planned between them, and Helena had even dipped into her savings to buy some themed canes just for Kristy. All their plans were dashed when one too many of her co-workers called in sick, though, and after a grueling eight hours telling idiots on the phone how to use the most basic fucking features on her company's website, she finally got to go home.

Except now, puppy wasn't answering her goddamn phone. Helena had been particularly awful at responding to messages when they first met- a habit Kristy had spent quite a bit of time and effort training out of her. Even four months later, puppy had been a perfect texter since those lessons. Dumb thing probably still remembers the way that flogging felt, Kristy chuckled. Except it had been half an hour since Kristy let puppy know she was on her way, and she was still left on delivered. Kristy groaned. What the fuck is up with that stupid little mutt? She sent Helena another text:

Kristy: If you don't answer me in five minutes, you're getting punished when I get home.

Kristy waited. Her next train would be there in exactly that amount of time. She stuffed the phone back into her pocket, tapping her foot as her breath steamed. Five minutes. Kristy counted down the seconds. Four minutes. What was up with Helena? Kristy knew Helena wasn't working today, and both of them had cleared their schedules to make sure they could enjoy each other as thoroughly as possible, so Helena definitely wouldn't be out with friends or family right now. Kristy pulled her phone out of her pocket. No new notifications. Three minutes. Puppy wouldn't be sleeping this early, right? Kristy checked the time. It was past 17:30 now. Puppy never went to be before 22:00, even when Kristy insisted on it. Now that was a habit Kristy needed to train Helena into. Dumb bitch never got enough sleep. Two minutes. Now Kristy was starting to worry. What was taking her puppy so long? Was she hurt? Did something happen? In the distance, Kristy could see her train approaching the station. Should she give Helena a call? One minute. Nothing. Kristy decided to send another text.

Kristy: Puppy? Is everything okay?

The notification came in seconds.

Helena: sorry Mommy, busy rn :3

Kristy smirked.

Kristy: Busy with what, puppy?

Helena: u'll c ;3

Kristy: What did Mommy say about using proper grammar?

Helena: *you'll

Helena: *see

Helena: sorry Mommy

Kristy: Much better.

Kristy sighed, shaking her head. She had yet to understand how someone in her late 20s- a university graduate, no less- could barely type coherent sentences. She couldn't say it wasn't a little cute, though. Her dumb puppy, incapable of writing to save her life, completely reliant on Kristy. The train screeched to a halt, the doors sliding open before the bench Kristy sat upon. She rose, grabbing her briefcase and stepping inside the coach. Just a few more stations, puppy, Kristy smiled, and you're all fucking mine.

Kristy and Helena's house was only a block away from the train station, though the icy wind threatened to flay Kristy's skin even through the thick layers of wool and polyester her jackets and shirt provided. She raised her scarf to cover as much of her face as she could and ascended the steps to the door. She rapped her knuckles against the woods and waited. Puppy should have opened the door within a minute. A minute passed. Nothing. Puppy said she was busy, Kristy considered. She didn't wrap herself up as my gift, did she? She shook her head. Her dumb little bitch would do something that stupid. She twisted the doorknob and pushed it open. The acrid stench of smoke combined with loud beeping coming from the kitchen. Kristy could just make out faint sobbing. Oh no.

“Puppy? What happened?”

“Mommy, I…” Helena sniffled, tears running down her cheeks. Smoke was pouring from the oven as she batted the air with her oven mitts. Puppy's apron shielded the rest of her naked body from the soot. Her blonde hair and red and white bow tying up her braid were unblemished. The smoke alarm blared, though thankfully it seemed there wasn't an ongoing fire. Puppy hadn’t opened the oven, much to Kristy’s relief. “I'm so sorry, I-”

Kristy pulled puppy into her arms, rubbing her back. She could feel puppy's heaving sobs as she pressed puppy's head to her chest. “There were go, sweetheart,” Kristy cooed, “that's it. Right there.” She hushed her, resting her chin against puppy's silky blonde locks. Her fingers tenderly caressed her puppy's cheek, brushing some hair out of her face. Without breaking off the embrace, Kristy led puppy to a chair and planted herself down, dragging her puppy right into her lap. “Now, can you be a good puppy and tell Mommy what happened?”

“I-I-I…” puppy sobbed, “I was… trying to make… some cookies…f-for you, but then… they…”

“Oh, did you put them in for too long?” Kristy pressed her lips together. “I'm so sorry, baby.”

“I just…” puppy managed, her sobs subsiding, “I wanted to make you happy.” She gazed up at Kristy with those heart-melting puppy eyes, enhanced by her tears and her adoration for Mommy. God, I love her. Kristy gave puppy a small smile, and puppy returned the gesture. “I… we had that scene planned, and then you had to go to work, and I… I just wanted to give you a nice gift to surprise you with.”

“Oh, darling.” Kristy shook her head. “You didn't need to do all this for me.” She caressed puppy's cheek, pressing her lips against her puppy's. The smoke dissipated behind Helena, withering to nothing in the air. “I'm so sorry your present didn't work out, sweetheart. It's okay.”

“M-mommy isn't mad at me?” Puppy gazed up, the kitchen light reflecting off her shimmering pupils. “F-for the mess I made?”

Kristy gave a small laugh. “Of course not, puppy. You did your best, and that's what matters to me.” My adorable little girl. Puppy beamed through the tears and soot up at Kristy, melting her heart just a little more. “Besides, puppy, there's only really one thing I want for Christmas.”

Puppy gave Kristy a quizzical look. “Oh? And what's that, Mommy?”

Hehehehehehe. “All I want for Christmas is…” Kristy paused to boop Helena's nose, “you.”

“Mommy!” Puppy pouted, “That song is terrible!”

Kristy laughed merrily, pinching Helena's cheek. “But you know you're the only thing I want, don't you?” Puppy nodded, the tears falling away from her eyes. God, what beautiful eyes you have, darling. “There were go. Now, why don't we get you into the bedroom, puppy?” Puppy nodded again, scampering off to the door down the halfway. Kristy followed close behind, keeping her eyes glued to puppy's pretty ass. It's going to look even prettier once I'm through with it, She thought as she watched. Kristy tugged the door closed ever so gently as puppy, without even being commanded, got on all fours. Just how puppies should be.

“Now puppy” Kristy said, tugging off her boots, “you did almost burn the house down.”

“I…” Puppy bowed her head, shaking, “I did, Mommy.”

“That's right, puppy.” Kristy put on her sternest expression. “And we can't have you doing that anymore, can we?”

“No, Mommy.” Puppy shook her head.

“Good. Go fetch me the belt, puppy.” Kristy pointed towards the closet. Wordlessly, puppy followed Kristy's outstretched finger, crawling to the closet. She chomped down on the handle and pulled, then grabbed a belt with her teeth, shivering the whole time. When she reached Kristy, belt in her mouth, she deposited it at Kristy's feet and prostrated herself before her.

“Good puppy,” Kristy encouraged, smiling wide, “that's such a good girl for me!” She bent down to snatch up the belt, causing puppy to flinch. “Puppy, Mommy loves you very much.” She planted a hand on puppy's head as she picked up the belt, scratching behind her ears. “You're Mommy's good girl, always. Can you be a good girl and take your punishment?”

Puppy hesitated only a moment before responding, “Yes, Mommy.” Eyes lowered to the floor, she turned to face away from Kristy, exposing her bare ass right to Kristy. God, you're so fucking cute.

“Now, puppy, when I hit you, you're going to thank me for the punishment. Do you understand?”

Puppy nodded. “Yes, Mommy.”

“What's the safeword, puppy?”

“Vanilla, Mommy.”

“Good girl. Then let's begin.” Without another word, Kristy raised the belt, bringing it down on puppy's rear with a loud crack. Puppy yelped and shuddered.

“Thank you for punishing me, Mommy,” Puppy gasped.

Kristy smiled. Don't worry, puppy, Mommy won't go too hard on you. She brought the belt back down with a smack, eliciting a whimper from her puppy. Just until it's nice and red for me. Kristy chuckled. Puppy, obedient as ever, thanked Kristy for the punishment, and Kristy continued. After the third strike, puppy's ass was already starting to turn pink. Her pretty whines and whimpers were only cut short by the crack of the belt, the barks puppy gave, and the pleading in her voice as she thanked Kristy once again. Four strikes. Five strikes. Six. Puppy was turning a beautiful rosy shade right underneath Kristy's eyes. She paused to admired her handiwork, panting.

“Mommy? Is the punishment over?” Puppy asked, her eyes begging for it to be so. Kristy smiled wickedly before cracking the belt against her again.

“Do punishment end when puppy wants them?” Kristy asked after puppy gave her thanks. Puppy, ever the obedient girl, shook her head. Kristy agreed. “That's right, puppy! When do punishment end?”

“Wh-when Mommy… wants them to…” Puppy moaned, her fingers digging into the carpet and yanking it up. Kristy noticed puppy's pussy already beginning to drip down her thigh.* What an excellent snack you'll make for me. Just one moment, puppy.* She beat puppy's ass with the belt one final time, leaving a wonderful red welt across her ass.

“That's it, puppy.” Kristy leaned down to trace puppy's spine with her finger. “All done. You did so well for me, puppy! Good girl,” She encouraged. That smile Kristy adored so much on her beautiful puppy returned as she leaned into Kristy's hand. “Now, up on the bed, puppy.” A slave to Kristy’s commands, puppy did as ordered, hopping up onto the bed while remaining on all fours. “Good girl. Such a good girl!” Kristy climbed into bed herself, pulling puppy into her arms. “Now, on your back, puppy.” Puppy panted, her tongue lolling out of her smiling lips as she eagerly obeyed. “Good girl. Thighs apart.” Puppy’s smile widened and her eyes became frenzied as she nodded, doing as she was told. Kristy took her place above puppy, placing her own pussy right above puppy's face. “Now come eat Mommy, puppy.”

Almost before the words left Kristy's lips, there was puppy's tongue between her thighs, eagerly lapping at her folds. Kristy moaned as she lowered her own head between puppy's thighs. Puppy's moans joined hers as she spread puppy's lips apart with her fingers, Kristy's tongue aimed directly for her hood. She pressed down with her tip, eliciting moans like dripping honey from her puppy. Her cum tasted just as saccharine. Once her tongue was firmly between puppy's folds, she withdrew her fingers to hold down puppy's squirming thighs. More melodic moans melted from puppy's mouth as Kristy felt puppy slide a finger into her slit. Oh God.

Kristy whimpered into puppy's pussy as her finger slid in and out, just like she had taught her puppy. A perfect, obedient little thing. Kristy bucked her hips, her walls tightening around puppy's finger and capturing it. She heard a surprised bark from the poor thing and chuckled as puppy's face was shoved right into Kristy's pussy. A second finger slid into her, and as Kristy thrust back and forth with puppy's digits she slid her own hand from puppy's thigh to start toying with her dripping moaned. Kristy could feel the vibrations of puppy's desperate whimpers against her lips. She growled as she slid three fingers right into her puppy, then giggled when she heard the cute bark of pleasure puppy made when Kristy started thrusting in and out. What a cute toy your face makes, pup, Kristy thought as she began to grind against puppy's face, eliciting even more whimpers and whines.

As puppy spread her fingers apart inside Kristy and curled them, Kristy picked up the pace of her grinding. She moaned louder around puppy's clit, licking and pressing her hood as her own fingers spread and contracted inside. She could feel puppy tighten around her fingers as she felt herself climbing steadily towards her own orgasm. God, I fucking need this. With her free hand, Kristy smacked puppy's thigh, causing her to yelp and momentarily slip out from between Kristy's legs.

“Faster, slut.” Kristy cracked the order like a whip, and puppy complied, her fingers frantically thrusting and expanding and curling and contracting over and over again in a wild, animalistic frenzy. Just like the little animal you are, Kristy smiled, diving back between puppy's thighs. She copied the pace puppy set, thrusting in a more orderly fashion but no slower as her fingers fucked her puppy's hole. Puppy tightened again, and Kristy felt herself do the same. Come on, puppy, Kristy thought, finish all over me, you dumb slut.

A pleasured howl filled Kristy's ears just as she felt the tension inside her burst, sending waves of ecstasy washing over her. Puppy tightened, her cum splashing across Kristy's face as the two of them moaned and panted together, totally spent. Kristy felt her body give out beneath her, and crashed on top of puppy, who gave no reaction other than a heavy sigh.

“Is that what my puppy needed?” Kristy turned herself around to face puppy. Her face was covered in Kristy's cum. She chuckled, licking some of it off with her tongue. Puppy nodded, purring as Kristy's soaked fingers stroked her hair aside.

“Y-yes, Mommy,” Puppy breathed. Her weak, tired arms wrapped around Kristy's shoulders as her tongue went to Kristy's cheek. Apparently puppy's wasn't the only face covered in their sweet nectar. Giggling, the pair licked each other clean as Kristy pulled the covers over them, puppy's warmth seeping into her until the cold from outside melted away to nothing.

“Mommy?” Puppy tapped Kristy's shoulder.

“Yes, puppy?” Kristy kissed puppy's lips, holding her there for a moment.

“What are we doing for dinner tonight?”

“Order us some takeout in a bit, puppy,” Kristy said, her eyelids suddenly heavy. Puppy nodded, tightening her embrace.

“Does Mommy need to sleep?” Puppy cocked her head. Kristy nodded, nuzzling her face into puppy's breasts. Puppy giggled, holding her close. “You can sleep, Mommy. I'll take good care of the house.” She beamed.

“You'd fucking better,” Kristy whispered before shutting her eyes.