Scenes of Slavery
Rakuen Growlithe

Scene 1 – Clickbait

AN: This is meant to be a series of short pieces, not much more than specific scenes and ideas. It's similar to Zipeau's old Formatted To Fap series of stories. The main point of it is just to get me writing something again. Rakuen is my (gender-shifting) character and Kiri belongs to herself (Kiralia on SF).

Rakuen paused and blinked as she stepped into Kiri's throne room. The floor space before the throne, usually left open, was now almost fully occupied by a fenced-off area with a camera, pointed inwards, looking down from each corner. 
“Good morning, puppy!” came Kiri's cheerful greeting. “I was about to come and wake you but you're just in time.”
Rakuen's ears twitched as she stepped forward, kissing her owner's paws. She did it without bidding now, a habit that was helped in no small measure by the liberal application of electric shocks when she had failed to do so.
“I'm sure you're wondering just what all of this is for,” continued Kiri, reaching down and picking up the feral growlithe. The anthro umbreon goddess was easily able to hold the smaller pokémon – with one arm looped under her forelegs and the other rubbing the puppy's fluffy, white belly. Without waiting for any sort of response she continued, “It's all well and good having a cutesy-pup to cuddle but slaves need to be a bit more... functional. So today, we'll be seeing how you can help me with my computer!”
“...Huh?” Rakuen couldn't help but just tilt her head in confusion. How could this set up possibly help with Kiri's computer.

Kiri carried her slave over to the fenced-off part of the room before the hand rubbing her belly slid down further. Rakuen felt the cool touch of metal on her lower lips and then the strange sensation of something sliding over her clit but at the same time... not. 
A portal ring! 
With Rakuen's clit now magically located elsewhere, Kiri dropped her favourite puppy into the fenced-off area and pointed to an X marked in the centre.
“Go stand there so we can begin.”
Nervously, Rakuen made her way to the centre, still unsure of where this was going.

Kiri sat down on her padded, latex throne and rested a hand on one of the armrests. Rakuen could feel her finger tips just gently brushing over her sensitive nub and gave a shiver as she let out a low whine. With a grin, Kiri placed her tablet and keyboard on her lap.
“This is how it works puppy,” explained Kiri, “If I run my finger down...” 
Rakuen felt Kiri's fingers stroking her nub from top to bottom and gave a soft moan at the sensation.
“Then you run towards the back of the room. If I run my finger up...”
The stroking sensation reverse direction, causing a few beads of juice to start dripping from Rakuen's spade. However, with the tight portal ring, there was no risk of Kiri getting her hand dirty.
“Then you run to the top. It's the same idea for left and right. And if I double tap...” Her finger lifted then lightly tapped the growlithe's disembodied clit, “then you will bow.”
There was a brief pause, Rakuen waiting to hear more and Kiri waiting for compliance, before she dug her claw into the pup's small nub.
“Bow!”
With a loud yelp, Rakuen jumped into the air before landing, already bent over, in a bow.
“That's better~” she sang.

At first then it was easy. A few strokes, a few taps. Rakuen was moaning softly at the constant teasing, her folds slick with her juices as her owner's fingers played over her nub.
Kiri, on the other hand, was frowning more and more. A growlithe clit is not quite on the same scale as finger and the rubbing was hardly getting accurate movements. Especially when Rakuen seemed more interested in just lifting her tail and pretending she could push back against the teasing. Finally, she had had enough.
“Gah! You're worse than a track pad!” exclaimed Kiri, her paw tapping on the floor as she started to mutter about increasing the dpi. “All I need is a smaller point...” 
She grinned and gently touched the tip of her claw onto Rakuen's pleasure button. 
“Let's try again.”

The growlithe slave gave a loud squeal as she felt the claw scratching down her clit, the movement unmistakable now and she quickly ran. As she went the cameras followed her movements, transmitted it to the tablet and made the cursor on Kiri's screen do the same. Then two sharp pokes, the claw roughly digging into the growlithe's nub, compelling her to bow down quickly while her limbs trembled and her juice flowed through the fur of her hind legs. It hadn't even been that difficult for Kiri to train in that response to her claws!

Now the tables were turned, Kiri found her “mouse's" performance far superior with the motivation and even enjoyed the yelps and whimpered begging that drifted to her ears every time the puppy had a chance to catch her breath. Rakuen would not admit to anything other than hating the pain but, even as her clit grew red with scratches and throbbed from the abuse, her thighs were soaked and the floor was criss-crossed with a trail of growlithe lust. 

After almost half an hour, Rakuen was exhausted from the constant running, the burning scratches that couldn't be avoided no matter how much she squirmed and the desperate need for sexual release. Although she could have orgasmed several times over, and the floor looked as though she had, Kiri had left her ring in nogasm mode and prevented any release. Now the puppy could do little more than quiver and whimper, crawling blindly as Kiri's claw set her nerves on fire with each pass. 
“Just one more email, cutie,” Kiri reassured her.
A few scratches, a few pokes, and more than a couple of yelps from across the room, and Kiri was reading through the email.
“...Is that so!” she finally exclaimed. towards the screen. “Puh! You really think you can beat my Cookie Clicker high score?  We'll see about that!”

O.O!

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