EXTRACT FOR
Petgirl Paradise
(Crimson Rose)

Putting the information into the tablet, one profile popped up matching the bitch kneeling ten feet away. Scanning through, he saw that she was indeed listed as hardcore masochistic. He then watched a few snippets of flight video showing her very clearly bound and orgasming while being caned. "Looks like you were telling the truth, bitch," he said while switching to another page. "Your chastity device will be here shortly. You will wear it twenty-four seven for the next three days. The only time you are permitted to remove it is to use the toilet and shower. If you remove it for any other reason it becomes permanent. Is that understood?"

"Arf!" Katie barked excitedly at the humiliating thought of being permanently placed in chastity never to feel fingers, cock, or tongue again. Involuntarily shivering, she bit into her lower lip as her clit tingled with untouched pleasure.

"Alright, bitches, I have three days to whip you into shape so listen up as I'm not in the habit of repeating myself," Master Marcus said. "We'll Start with Attention and end at wall. After lunch we'll do it all again. And after dinner you'll go through them a third time. Every one you get wrong will earn you five swats of the cane or an additional day in chastity. Any questions?"

"Arf! Arf!" Katie and Rylee barked twice for no.

A lithe freckle-faced redhead wearing thigh-high boots, long gloves, garter belt and in purple latex and a red band around her right bicep identifying her as off-limits walking into the training area, Master Marcus continued. "Bitches, this is Connie. She'll assume the positions and you'll copy," he explained. "You may begin now."

"Thank you, Master," Connie said as she took three steps forward. "Eyes on me, bitches. I'll assume and hold each position for five seconds. Once you're in it you'll hold for five seconds and then I'll transition into the next. Rinse and repeat until we've gone through them all." And with that, she stood back straight, eyes forward, and arms at her sides with palms on hips. "This is standing at attention," she explained as the two bitches quickly copied her.

Beg. Captive. Clean. Collar me. Cross. Egyptian. Face down, ass up. Falcon. Humble. Inspection. Kneel back. Kneel forward. Kneel. Modest kneel. Nadu. Transitioning from one to the next in a matter of seconds, the well-trained Rylee kept up from muscle memory, but going from standing to kneeling over and over was actually starting to wind the newly minted sex slave Katie even as she maintained the fast pace. Pet. Pray. Prepped. Punishment. Ready to please. Rest. Search. Sex doll. Shame. Showcase. Stool. Trophy. Wait. Waitress. Wall. The whole routine taking just a few minutes, that was just the beginning of their long day of training as Connie gave them no time to rest. Switching it up, she randomized the positions and then did them in reverse to keep the bitches guessing. 

Their position training picking up after lunch, Connie threw a wrench into the machine by assuming the positions without saying what they were - giving the bitches little time to process and copy. Despite her training, Rylee screwed up seven times earning herself 35 swats of the cane. Focused on Connie's every movement; Katie became the young woman's doppelganger - managing to follow along to quickly there was virtually no delay in the trainer's actions and her own.