A Futunari Trains a Dalmatian in Heat (closed/PM request)

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A Futanari Trains a Dalmatian in Heat (closed/PM request)

Luna was lying asleep in her cage, ignoring the sounds of the male dogs in the pet shop barking as their attention was on her. She had gotten used to them barking and going crazy when she went into heat, and now was no different. Luna was, quite simply, a Dalmatian furry, and not many people wanted her because she was hard to train. She was free-spirited, and thought she was the alpha female. Little did she know that she would become domesticated and, basically, someone's bitch.
Luna was beautiful, with her slim hourglass body covered in her spotted fur, her head extended into a muzzle with small floppy ears, violet eyes, and along, wavy length of black hair, her breasts impressive DD cups, her thighs and ass rather large and attractive, and her tail a perfect two and a half feet. Standing at 5 feet 9 inches and weighing 97 pounds, she was perfect, and only 21 years of age, too.
Today, as Luna slept, she did not know that there was a certain person interested in buying her. A woman, who kept a secret about herself: that she was a futanari. The other dogs who had been barking at the sleeping Luna stopped when they heard the bell over the door ring, and a woman walked up to the counter. Luna opened one violet eye to look at her, but she decided it was nothing and went back to sleep.
 
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As Shana entered the store, she effortlessly projected the air of royalty. She did not even mean to - everything about her tall, statuesque figure, the long black hair and the elegant red dress said "obey me!". The elderly shopkeeper did look a little intimidated by her as she said, in a voice that surprised him because it sounded almost too sweet: "Good day, I would like to have a look at your dog furries, please."

The old man just nodded and led her to the cages. With her cold, dark eyes, she inspected every one of them carefully, taking in the little details - clearly, she was not buying a pet for the first time. Eventually, she indicated three cages: "I like the looks of these three, but, tell me - have they got spirit? I am not looking for a lap dog, you see. At the castle, we have plenty of space to run around in, and I want one which can appreciate that. I do not mind if she is a bit difficult. I know how to break them, do not worry."

"I know how to break them". That was only half the truth. Actually, she loved to break them. That was what she was actually looking for: A challenge. A furry she could use all her skills on. Whichever one she chose - it was in for a world of trouble.
 
Luna yawns as she wakes up, sitting up while looking around her, and she spotted a woman in a red dress standing nearby with the shopkeeper, and as Luna sat up, her large DD breasts bouncing a bit, the normal male dogs started barking again, while the several furry males just glanced at the Dalmatian. Luna paid no attention to them as she rubbed her hand through her untidy hair, her violet eyes blinking the sleep away as she stretched like a normal dog, her rear in the air and her muzzle open in a yawn. As Luna sat back up, she finally got annoyed by the sound of all the male dogs invading her ears, and she growled, a deep sound that silenced all the animals in the shop, since she had made it clear she was the alpha female in the shop. Her growl, of course, cut off the shopkeeper, who had been telling the woman Shana about one of the female German shepherds, one of the three she had pointed out. The shopkeeper glanced at Luna, who had started licking some dirt off the rough pads on the palm of her hand, and he quickly tried apologizing to Shana, nervous about the fact that Luna had interrupted him talking to her and for silencing the whole shop.
 
Even the woman in red flinched a little as the dalmatian let out her growl. She caught herself after a split second and smiled at the shopkeeper: "Now there's a dog with spirit! I take her."

The man obeyed and opened the cage, Shana standing next to it with a leash ready. "Come out. Sit.", she said in a tone like a blade wrapped in silk. She did not show it, of course, but she was jumping for joy on the inside: Beautiful and strong! Exactly the kind of furry she loved to break. The poor thing did not know it yet, but this had been the last time she would ever be allowed to growl at anyone. From now on, she would obey in silence or whimper in pain! Oh, how she was looking forward to making her whimper!
 
Luna looked at the woman before returning to cleaning her hand, and only when she was done did she come out, crawling on all fours cause the cage prevented her from standing, her ass shaking a little before she sat down, inspecting the woman before her. She was a bit impressed by the aura of power around her, but not much, and she caught the scent of something... different, about the woman, but she couldn't put her finger on it. She saw the shopkeeper nearby, looking at her nervously, and the edges of her muzzle lifted in a smile before it disappeared. Her body was completely naked, with decent length white and black fur covering her body, her DD cup breasts exposed and the inside of her thighs slightly damp from her heat, a simple black leather collar around her neck.
 
She snapped the leash into the collar and wordlessly ordered her new pet to follow her with a short, sharp tug. As the furry moved, Shana saw the tell-tale glistening on the fur of her thighs: She had better do something about that! Beneath the smooth folds of her dress, she could feel that she was not the only one there who felt that way. Despite her excitement, she kept her haughty manner as she paid for Luna and led her out of the store, towards her waiting car, the trunk already open. The car was by far not as remarkable as its owner - only the uniformed chauffeur hinted at its owner's standing.
 
Luna looked at the car with her violet eyes as she followed Shana outside, crawling on all fours, noticing the trunk open and she glances up at Shana. Luna had an idea as to why it was open, and she disliked it, tugging on the leash a bit as she let out a small growl, her muzzle lips parted and revealing it was full of pearly white fangs canines, her tail between her legs and her floppy ears perked up as she growled.
 
Shana reacted nearly without thinking: Her right hand disappeared under the folds of her dress for the blink of an eye. When it re-emerged, it held a short, sturdy riding crop. In one fluid movement, she struck a powerful blow across Luna's muzzle and tugged on the leash again.
 
Luna's growling turned into a yelp when the riding crop hit her muzzle, and she glared at Shana but stopped tugging on the leash, reluctantly walking forward and climbing in the trunk, her ears flattened down and her tail between her legs, having to squish her breasts against her arms as she knelt down, a bit angry and startled at the woman's sudden action.
 
Without a further word, she slammed the trunk shut and got in next to the driver. A few curt words, and the car was on the way to the castle. Dumb thing! To give her an excuse for punishment that early... she was asking to be put through pain if she kept going like that.
 
Luna sat in the darkness of the trunk, unable to figure out why this woman had put her in here, or why she had hit her with a riding crop. The Dalmatian was confused, and she was starting to get cramped in the tight space. She couldn't move her body so well, and her breasts being squished against her arms didn't help the heat beteen her legs, her breathing becoming soft panting.
 
It was a long ride up the hill, and Shana was almost starting to get a little worried about her pet. To her relief, when she opened the trunk, the furry was still alive - very much so, if her glare was anything to go by. She took the leash again and, with another wordless tug, ordered her to climb out of her dark hole.
 
Luna growled slightly as she climbed out, this time standing on her feet as she stretched, her cramped body loosening up as she looks at Shana, standing just a few inches shorter than her, the Dalmatian's violet eyes looking at the woman. She bared her teeth a bit before closing her muzzle, her tail now swaying freely, her DD breasts now in relief after having ben squished for so long.
 
They walked across the narrow gravel path to the main entrance where the wooden gate was already open. In the entrance hall, two maids bowed as their mistress walked past, but she barely noticed them. There were more important things on her mind. In the side of the grand, red-carpeted staircase that led up to the private rooms was a well-hidden door. She unlocked it and flicked the switch, illuminating a steep, narrow stairway. It was well-lit and looked almost inviting with its immaculate white walls - not quite the intimidating atmosphere Shana would have liked. At least the rush of air that greeted her was cold and smelled a little like a dungeon, she noted with satisfaction.
 
Luna looked down the stairway and sniffed the air, noting several smells, but she also caught the same scent around Shana that she had in the pet shop, but she couldn't place it. Her violet eyes looked around herself as her fur glistened in the light, the wetness between her thighs standing out more against her fur, and her nipples were slightly visible in the fur uon her breasts.
 
They arrived in a white-painted room. It was chilly down here - not really cool, but definitely a little uncomfortable. A sturdy hook in the wall and several thin blankets on the ground hinted at its purpose, made even clearer by two bowls which were empty at the moment. She attached the leash to the hook and took Luna by both ears, turning her head to face her eyes:

"You will not glare or growl at me anymore. You will be a good pet. If you make me happy, I will make you happy. If you make me unhappy, I will make you...beg for forgiveness. Understood?"
 
Luna looked at her, a bit intimidated by her but she doesn't show it. Instead, the Dalmatian growled at her, baring her teeth as she looked at the woman with her violet eyes, her tail swaying freely as she stood there looking at the woman. She wasn't going to let this woman tell her what to do so easily.
 
Even Shana's giggle had something menacing: "So you think you can intimidate me? You silly thing. Either you are quiet and present your buttocks for a good, good thrashing right now, or I will leave and come back in - oh, a few days."
 
Luna was shocked at the idea of bein left alone for a few days, especially if it meant no food or water, and she was angry at Shana's choices. But, the Dalmatian was scared of her ease with both choices, so, with reluctance, she turned around and bent over, her tail lifting out of the way, her spotted rear showing to Shana. Her wet fur was matted even more around the puffy slit that was her pussy, which gave off an aroma humans could slightly smell. Luna stayed as such, waiting for her new owner to get it over with.
 
Shana patted the pert butt of her pet and took out the riding crop. "I knew you weren't that dumb", she said softly, "fifty on the buttocks and fifty on the breasts", she pronounced her sentence. The crop slapped across the condemned's butt and left a long mark. "One!", she counted. "Two!" The next one crossed the path of the first and beat an "X" into Luna's buttocks. "Three!" - another slap reverberated from the white-painted walls.
 
Luna winced and yelped each time the riding crop hit her, her violet eyes clenched shut as her body shook with each hit, her ass feeling sore and bruised but she kept it up, even when her arms gave out and she fell on her chest, her ass remained up. Luna clawed feebly at the ground to try to find something to relieve the pain but she couldn't find anything, and her vision faltered several times, but she remained conscious.
 
"Good girl!"; she scratched her pet behind the ears with her right hand and felt her work with her left. She could clearly feel the network of agony the beating had left on Luna's buttocks. "Now turn over", she commanded. Having to lie on her fresh marks...ouch. She did not envy the girl.
 
Luna whimpered and slowly roled over onto her back, yelping as it caused pain to shoot up her ass, her body shaking in pain and even fear as she looked at her Mistress, her ears flattened down as she tilted her head to the side, her violet eyes closed tightly as she waited.
 
Poor girl! The whimpering softened her heart, and it nearly softened her whipping arm. It took all of her resolve to continue the whipping, Never promise a punishment you do not carry out! She even managed to hide the tear that came to her eye as she saw her writhe under the relentless assault.
 
Luna whimpered and yelped in pain as she laid there, her teeth bared and her violet eyes squinted shut, her breasts feeling bruised and battered as well as her ass, knowing they would be hurting more the next day, and her resolve nearly broke but she held on to it.
 
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