Dog Days, ch2
Title: Dog Days (chapter 2)
Rating: NC-17
Paring: Jesse/Rachel
Prompt: Rachel/Jesse puppy play. Rachel Berry likes to put up the front of uptight control freak at school, but at home she submits to Jesse. Collar, tail plug, dogbed, the whole nine yards.
Rachel stared down at the dark grass, crouched at the base of the tree. She could feel Jesse’s expectant gaze on her body, yet she couldn’t move. She shut her eyes tightly, wishing she could vanish into thin air.
“Rachel,” Jesse sighed after a few minutes of silence, “I don’t want to stand out here all night.”
Rachel focused hard on keeping her breathing even, feeling tears start to leak out of her eyes. She was so humiliated. Maybe she could just hold it…
“This is your only chance,” Jesse said warningly, as if he could read her thoughts. “You really think you can hold it all night? Because we’re not coming out again.”
Rachel started to cry, unable to control her shuddering breath. She whined pitifully, sniffling and shifting uncomfortably. The grass felt scratchy on her bare legs, and her front paw was digging into a large root.
“Fine,” Jesse said, quickly losing his patience, “let’s go.” He grabbed her collar and moved to pull her toward the house, “I’ll set up some newspapers in the corner of the room, and you can piss on that in the middle of the night.”
Rachel yelped, frantically shaking her head and resisting his pull. She scrambled back to the tree trunk, shaking and whimpering. Screwing her eyes shut, she tried to block out Jesse’s presence, her degrading position, and the humiliating choice that she faced. She spread her legs, and fresh wave of tears overtook her as she felt warm piss begin to stream out of her.
The dark yard was silent, seeming to amplify the sound of her pee hitting the grass. She felt it splash across her thighs and legs, warm and slightly sticky. Jesse groaned faintly behind her, eyes transfixed to her pussy. Finally, she finished, her legs shiny with piss.
“Don’t move,” Jesse quickly ordered her, smirking. “You need to dry off a bit.”
Still sobbing, Rachel whined, but obeyed her owner. She felt hot all over, a blush covering her entire body. She desperately wanted to run and hide, but she kept still, presenting her piss soaked body for her master’s pleasure. When Jesse had apparently decided that she was dry enough, he whistled and turned toward the house.
Hearing her cue, Rachel quickly turned and ran for the door on all fours. She could hear Jesse chuckle behind her as she passed him, sitting in front of the door and waiting for him to let her in.
“Calm down, girl,” his tone was light as he patted her head and opened the door. “We need to get you cleaned up.”
A fresh wave of humiliation washed over Rachel as she remembered the mess on her face. She’s never felt more disgusting- more like an animal- in her entire life. She darted straight for the stairs, running up to the bathroom, and waiting by the tub.
Her relief at the prospect of finally being clean faded, however, when Jesse entered and moved toward the hand-held showerhead, attached to the shower by a long hose. She whimpered and looked at him earnestly, trying to communicate her distress through the mess on her face. Sometimes, when she’d had a particularly bad day, Jesse would wipe her down gently, knowing she hated the hose…
“This is how dogs get washed, Rachel,” Jesse looked at her pointedly. “Let’s go, girl,” he grabbed her collar and tugged, leading her over the edge of the tub. When the first blast of icy water hit her side, she yelped and scrambled backwards, shrinking into the corner of the tub as much as she could.
“I don’t think so,” Jesse grabbed her collar and roughly pulled her back. “Stay.”
Rachel whimpered, but obeyed. Again, the freezing blast hit her. Jesse started with her front, sending cold water directly at her face. She screwed her eyes shut tight and let out a long, low whine. After cleaning her face, neck, and hair, Jesse shut off the water. She looked up at him pathetically, dripping and shivering. Jesse just smirked at her.
“You look like a drowned rat,” he chuckled. Raising one finger, he twirled it in the air, “Turn around, girl.” Rachel obeyed and presented him with her bare ass and legs, coated in piss and dirt. She shrieked when the water hit, pounding against her bare skin. Jesse sprayed her legs before moving up to clean her tail and ass. Finally, he moved closer to her and aimed the spray directly at her cunt. Rachel squealed and tried to move away, but Jesse anticipated her, bracing her with a hand on her neck. Her yelps got louder and more frantic as he continued the assault, cold water spraying right up her pussy and stinging her clit. Jesse watched her muscles clench and her hips began thrusting back at the stream. Just as she began to moan, he shut off the water.
Rachel was panting hard, hanging her head, her dripping hair shielding her face. She was breathing too hard to make any noise- she focused all her energy on just remaining upright.
“See, girl? That wasn’t so bad,” Jesse patted her ass cheek, “Shake off and let’s go.” Rachel shook her hair and limbs, water spraying in all directions. Feeling Jesse’s hand guiding her by the collar, she crawled out of the tub and stood quietly as he dried her off. In contrast with his harsh actions just moments before, he toweled her off tenderly. Taking his time, he wiped her down, staring fondly at her.
“That’s my good girl,” he murmured fondly, scratching her behind the ear. He tapped his cheek, “Kiss.”
Rachel smiled and stretched her face toward him, licking his face. She strayed from his cheek, running her tongue over his nose and lips affectionately, smiling wider as he laughed.
Jesse stood and threw the towel into a hamper, leading her back to his bedroom. Standing in front of the full-length mirror that hung on his wall, he called her over.
“Come, Rachel. I have a treat for your- even though I’m not sure you deserve it,” his raised eyebrow let he know that he hadn’t forgotten her bad behaviour earlier. Still, she ran eagerly to his side, staring at their reflection in the mirror. Jesse left her for a moment, searching for something in his desk drawer before returning with his hands behind his back.
Rachel grew excited at the smile on his face, and wagged her tail enthusiastically. Jesse’s eyes went straight to her ass, his cock growing hard at the site of her bushy tail swinging between her jiggling ass cheeks. Taking a moment to enjoy his pet, he then returned to the task at hand. He revealed his gift to her- a brown headband with two floppy ears that matched the colour of her paws. Rachel gasped and increased the speed of her wagging, grinning with pride as he placed her new ears on her head.
“There’s my girl,” he smiled at her reflection, backing up to sit in his chair. He leaned back, crossing his arms and spreading his legs. “Now, show me how grateful you are,” he smirked.
Rachel’s smile was almost predatory as she crawled toward him. Nuzzling his crotch, she inhaled his musky scent. Licking a long, flat stroke up the seam of his jeans, she grabbed the zipper expertly between her teeth and pulled it down. Burying her face in his open fly, she licked at his boxer-clad dick. Jesse closed his eyes and exhaled slowly, enjoying her warm breath on his member for a moment before pulling out his cock.
Rachel gazed up at him, mouth wide open, tongue hanging out and panting hungrily. She licked a hot stripe up his dick, starting at the base and moving slowly toward the tip. Jesse moaned as her tongue circled his head, lapping up the precum that had started to leak out of him. She stared up at him, eyes wide, as she engulfed him in her mouth.
“Good girl,” Jesse groaned as she slid her mouth up and down his length, tongue running along the underside of his cock. Rachel began to wag her tail again as she hummed lightly on him, and Jesse lost it. Grabbing her on the side of her head, he thrust his hips, plunging his dick into her mouth. Rachel squealed around him and sucked harder, her nose buried in the curly hair at his pelvis.
“Shit,” Jesse grunted, fucking her face. “Fuck, good girl.” He pounded into her, relishing the sound of her steady moan, until he felt a familiar sensation strumming through his cock. He abruptly pulled her off, pushing away as she moved toward him again.
“Off, girl,” he panted harshly. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, only looking at her again when he felt he was under control.
“Present,” he smirked.
Rachel couldn’t help but grin in excitement. She followed his command, moving to the centre of the room, facing away from him. She lowered her torso until she rested on her elbows, breasts hanging against the scratchy carpet, her face on the ground. Sticking her ass up as high as she could, she spread her legs wide. Feeling playful, she bounced her ass up and down a few times, teasing her master.
“That’s my bitch,” she heard him murmur as he approached her and ran a hand softly across her behind. He lightly ran his fingers over her cheeks, moving inwards until he was circling the plug buried in her stretched anus. Rachel trembled slightly as her dug his fingers into her skin, squeezing a handful of her in each hand.
Without warning, he plunged his cock into her cunt, pitching her forward as she screamed. Hands anchored firmly on her hips, he thrust into her ruthlessly. Rachel groaned loudly, rolling her face back and forth on the carpet.
“Speak,” Jesse panted. When it didn’t seem as if Rachel heard him, he repeated the command, louder this time, slapping her once hard on the ass.
“Speak, Rachel!”
Rachel turned her head, resting her cheek on the floor, and panted softly, “Woof…”
“Speak, bitch!” Jesse smacked her again.
“Woof!” Rachel was louder this time, too lost in pleasure to be embarrassed at this point. “Woof! Woof!” Her barks grew louder and more enthusiastic as she thrust back against him.
“Fuck, yes,” Jesse hissed, increasing his pace. The sound of her barking and the feeling of her pussy squeezing him, combined with the sight of her tail bouncing up and down, were driving him crazy.
When Rachel tilted her head up from the carpet and howled, he lost it. He thrust into her hard once, twice, and came, groaning as he filled her pussy. She howled again as she followed him over the edge, hips thrusting without rhythm.
Rachel collapsed flat on the carpet and Jesse followed, his head cushioned on the cheeks of her ass. As she started to come back to herself, she could feel him playing lightly with her tail. She moaned softly and wiggled her ass for him, eyes closed in contentment.
Finally, Jesse pulled himself to his feet. Rachel opened one eye and watched as he lazily rid himself of the rest of his clothes. Sitting naked on his bed, propped up against the headboard, he patted the spot beside him.
“Come, girl,” he spoke softly, his voice still low. Rachel slowly crawled up, sitting prettily beside him. She watched him curiously, head tilted to the side, as he leaned over and rummaged through the drawer of his bedside table. He turned back to her with a dog brush in hand and smiled.
“Your hair is a mess,” he said fondly, running his fingers through her wet, knotted mane before flicking her new ears playfully. She smiled bashfully as he patted his thighs, “C’mere, pet.”
Rachel lay down, resting her head again the warm skin of his legs. Her eyes closed peacefully as he began to slowly work through his hair. The two laid together in peaceful silence, broken only by Jesse’s occasional murmur of, “Good girl,” as he groomed his pet.
Rating: NC-17
Paring: Jesse/Rachel
Prompt: Rachel/Jesse puppy play. Rachel Berry likes to put up the front of uptight control freak at school, but at home she submits to Jesse. Collar, tail plug, dogbed, the whole nine yards.
Rachel stared down at the dark grass, crouched at the base of the tree. She could feel Jesse’s expectant gaze on her body, yet she couldn’t move. She shut her eyes tightly, wishing she could vanish into thin air.
“Rachel,” Jesse sighed after a few minutes of silence, “I don’t want to stand out here all night.”
Rachel focused hard on keeping her breathing even, feeling tears start to leak out of her eyes. She was so humiliated. Maybe she could just hold it…
“This is your only chance,” Jesse said warningly, as if he could read her thoughts. “You really think you can hold it all night? Because we’re not coming out again.”
Rachel started to cry, unable to control her shuddering breath. She whined pitifully, sniffling and shifting uncomfortably. The grass felt scratchy on her bare legs, and her front paw was digging into a large root.
“Fine,” Jesse said, quickly losing his patience, “let’s go.” He grabbed her collar and moved to pull her toward the house, “I’ll set up some newspapers in the corner of the room, and you can piss on that in the middle of the night.”
Rachel yelped, frantically shaking her head and resisting his pull. She scrambled back to the tree trunk, shaking and whimpering. Screwing her eyes shut, she tried to block out Jesse’s presence, her degrading position, and the humiliating choice that she faced. She spread her legs, and fresh wave of tears overtook her as she felt warm piss begin to stream out of her.
The dark yard was silent, seeming to amplify the sound of her pee hitting the grass. She felt it splash across her thighs and legs, warm and slightly sticky. Jesse groaned faintly behind her, eyes transfixed to her pussy. Finally, she finished, her legs shiny with piss.
“Don’t move,” Jesse quickly ordered her, smirking. “You need to dry off a bit.”
Still sobbing, Rachel whined, but obeyed her owner. She felt hot all over, a blush covering her entire body. She desperately wanted to run and hide, but she kept still, presenting her piss soaked body for her master’s pleasure. When Jesse had apparently decided that she was dry enough, he whistled and turned toward the house.
Hearing her cue, Rachel quickly turned and ran for the door on all fours. She could hear Jesse chuckle behind her as she passed him, sitting in front of the door and waiting for him to let her in.
“Calm down, girl,” his tone was light as he patted her head and opened the door. “We need to get you cleaned up.”
A fresh wave of humiliation washed over Rachel as she remembered the mess on her face. She’s never felt more disgusting- more like an animal- in her entire life. She darted straight for the stairs, running up to the bathroom, and waiting by the tub.
Her relief at the prospect of finally being clean faded, however, when Jesse entered and moved toward the hand-held showerhead, attached to the shower by a long hose. She whimpered and looked at him earnestly, trying to communicate her distress through the mess on her face. Sometimes, when she’d had a particularly bad day, Jesse would wipe her down gently, knowing she hated the hose…
“This is how dogs get washed, Rachel,” Jesse looked at her pointedly. “Let’s go, girl,” he grabbed her collar and tugged, leading her over the edge of the tub. When the first blast of icy water hit her side, she yelped and scrambled backwards, shrinking into the corner of the tub as much as she could.
“I don’t think so,” Jesse grabbed her collar and roughly pulled her back. “Stay.”
Rachel whimpered, but obeyed. Again, the freezing blast hit her. Jesse started with her front, sending cold water directly at her face. She screwed her eyes shut tight and let out a long, low whine. After cleaning her face, neck, and hair, Jesse shut off the water. She looked up at him pathetically, dripping and shivering. Jesse just smirked at her.
“You look like a drowned rat,” he chuckled. Raising one finger, he twirled it in the air, “Turn around, girl.” Rachel obeyed and presented him with her bare ass and legs, coated in piss and dirt. She shrieked when the water hit, pounding against her bare skin. Jesse sprayed her legs before moving up to clean her tail and ass. Finally, he moved closer to her and aimed the spray directly at her cunt. Rachel squealed and tried to move away, but Jesse anticipated her, bracing her with a hand on her neck. Her yelps got louder and more frantic as he continued the assault, cold water spraying right up her pussy and stinging her clit. Jesse watched her muscles clench and her hips began thrusting back at the stream. Just as she began to moan, he shut off the water.
Rachel was panting hard, hanging her head, her dripping hair shielding her face. She was breathing too hard to make any noise- she focused all her energy on just remaining upright.
“See, girl? That wasn’t so bad,” Jesse patted her ass cheek, “Shake off and let’s go.” Rachel shook her hair and limbs, water spraying in all directions. Feeling Jesse’s hand guiding her by the collar, she crawled out of the tub and stood quietly as he dried her off. In contrast with his harsh actions just moments before, he toweled her off tenderly. Taking his time, he wiped her down, staring fondly at her.
“That’s my good girl,” he murmured fondly, scratching her behind the ear. He tapped his cheek, “Kiss.”
Rachel smiled and stretched her face toward him, licking his face. She strayed from his cheek, running her tongue over his nose and lips affectionately, smiling wider as he laughed.
Jesse stood and threw the towel into a hamper, leading her back to his bedroom. Standing in front of the full-length mirror that hung on his wall, he called her over.
“Come, Rachel. I have a treat for your- even though I’m not sure you deserve it,” his raised eyebrow let he know that he hadn’t forgotten her bad behaviour earlier. Still, she ran eagerly to his side, staring at their reflection in the mirror. Jesse left her for a moment, searching for something in his desk drawer before returning with his hands behind his back.
Rachel grew excited at the smile on his face, and wagged her tail enthusiastically. Jesse’s eyes went straight to her ass, his cock growing hard at the site of her bushy tail swinging between her jiggling ass cheeks. Taking a moment to enjoy his pet, he then returned to the task at hand. He revealed his gift to her- a brown headband with two floppy ears that matched the colour of her paws. Rachel gasped and increased the speed of her wagging, grinning with pride as he placed her new ears on her head.
“There’s my girl,” he smiled at her reflection, backing up to sit in his chair. He leaned back, crossing his arms and spreading his legs. “Now, show me how grateful you are,” he smirked.
Rachel’s smile was almost predatory as she crawled toward him. Nuzzling his crotch, she inhaled his musky scent. Licking a long, flat stroke up the seam of his jeans, she grabbed the zipper expertly between her teeth and pulled it down. Burying her face in his open fly, she licked at his boxer-clad dick. Jesse closed his eyes and exhaled slowly, enjoying her warm breath on his member for a moment before pulling out his cock.
Rachel gazed up at him, mouth wide open, tongue hanging out and panting hungrily. She licked a hot stripe up his dick, starting at the base and moving slowly toward the tip. Jesse moaned as her tongue circled his head, lapping up the precum that had started to leak out of him. She stared up at him, eyes wide, as she engulfed him in her mouth.
“Good girl,” Jesse groaned as she slid her mouth up and down his length, tongue running along the underside of his cock. Rachel began to wag her tail again as she hummed lightly on him, and Jesse lost it. Grabbing her on the side of her head, he thrust his hips, plunging his dick into her mouth. Rachel squealed around him and sucked harder, her nose buried in the curly hair at his pelvis.
“Shit,” Jesse grunted, fucking her face. “Fuck, good girl.” He pounded into her, relishing the sound of her steady moan, until he felt a familiar sensation strumming through his cock. He abruptly pulled her off, pushing away as she moved toward him again.
“Off, girl,” he panted harshly. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, only looking at her again when he felt he was under control.
“Present,” he smirked.
Rachel couldn’t help but grin in excitement. She followed his command, moving to the centre of the room, facing away from him. She lowered her torso until she rested on her elbows, breasts hanging against the scratchy carpet, her face on the ground. Sticking her ass up as high as she could, she spread her legs wide. Feeling playful, she bounced her ass up and down a few times, teasing her master.
“That’s my bitch,” she heard him murmur as he approached her and ran a hand softly across her behind. He lightly ran his fingers over her cheeks, moving inwards until he was circling the plug buried in her stretched anus. Rachel trembled slightly as her dug his fingers into her skin, squeezing a handful of her in each hand.
Without warning, he plunged his cock into her cunt, pitching her forward as she screamed. Hands anchored firmly on her hips, he thrust into her ruthlessly. Rachel groaned loudly, rolling her face back and forth on the carpet.
“Speak,” Jesse panted. When it didn’t seem as if Rachel heard him, he repeated the command, louder this time, slapping her once hard on the ass.
“Speak, Rachel!”
Rachel turned her head, resting her cheek on the floor, and panted softly, “Woof…”
“Speak, bitch!” Jesse smacked her again.
“Woof!” Rachel was louder this time, too lost in pleasure to be embarrassed at this point. “Woof! Woof!” Her barks grew louder and more enthusiastic as she thrust back against him.
“Fuck, yes,” Jesse hissed, increasing his pace. The sound of her barking and the feeling of her pussy squeezing him, combined with the sight of her tail bouncing up and down, were driving him crazy.
When Rachel tilted her head up from the carpet and howled, he lost it. He thrust into her hard once, twice, and came, groaning as he filled her pussy. She howled again as she followed him over the edge, hips thrusting without rhythm.
Rachel collapsed flat on the carpet and Jesse followed, his head cushioned on the cheeks of her ass. As she started to come back to herself, she could feel him playing lightly with her tail. She moaned softly and wiggled her ass for him, eyes closed in contentment.
Finally, Jesse pulled himself to his feet. Rachel opened one eye and watched as he lazily rid himself of the rest of his clothes. Sitting naked on his bed, propped up against the headboard, he patted the spot beside him.
“Come, girl,” he spoke softly, his voice still low. Rachel slowly crawled up, sitting prettily beside him. She watched him curiously, head tilted to the side, as he leaned over and rummaged through the drawer of his bedside table. He turned back to her with a dog brush in hand and smiled.
“Your hair is a mess,” he said fondly, running his fingers through her wet, knotted mane before flicking her new ears playfully. She smiled bashfully as he patted his thighs, “C’mere, pet.”
Rachel lay down, resting her head again the warm skin of his legs. Her eyes closed peacefully as he began to slowly work through his hair. The two laid together in peaceful silence, broken only by Jesse’s occasional murmur of, “Good girl,” as he groomed his pet.