Backyard Disobedience

Jeniffer Keeper knelt down on the dirty patch of moss and sand in Miranda's backyard. Her half-naked body sweating in the sun as it shone brightly over the two of them. No clouds covering the sky. No trees offering them shade in the sweltering summers heat. 1

Miranda held Jennifer's leash, tugging tightly to the collar as Jennifer cocked her head to the side panting like a thirsty dog. Miranda could see a small patch soaking through Jennifer's panties. To low to be sweat, to small to be her sweet nectar urine. She smiled to herself wrapping the leash around her buckled wrist and yanked Jennifer back into focus.2

“Jennifer,” Miranda snapped catching a glimpse of Jennifer's watering eyes. She pulled harder hearing Jennifer's neck crack and smiled willing her to listen. Appreciating her girlfriends obedience. 3

“Are you going to be a good girl? A good attentive pet for me today or am I going to have to punish you? Focus girl. Look at me. Look me in the eyes. Are you going to be a good pet and bark for me Jennifer?”4

Jennifer signed. She reached for her throat rubbing her tender flesh, tugging away at the choke hold Miranda's “pet” collar had to offer. It was not as if she would ever be disobedient enough to complain about how far she tightened the straps, but sometimes. Most times she could barely contain the arousal that the collars grip had on her body. The control Miranda had over her. She would never so much as whimper in her submission.5

“ I will bark like a dog for you Mistress. Listen to me as I get onto all fours. My hands and knees scraping around in the dirt like a common canine. I am your obedient pet. I will do as I am commanded ”6

Miranda chuckled lightly loosening her grip of Jennifer leash. She held out her hand offering nothing but an empty palm and lowered it until it lingered between Jennifer's burning thighs. 7

“I don't remember me saying you could use the bathroom did I now,” Miranda questioned knowing fare well that is was Jennifer's deep arousal that was causing her thighs to burn up. If she was not careful she would catch alight. This was right where she wanted her. Helpless to disobey, but ever so willing to comply to her every command. Her pet. Her beautiful, dripping bitch.8

“I-ah-,” Jennifer denied catching herself before she offended Miranda. “I am sorry mistress. I am a vile beast. A delinquent. I deserve to be punished for my filthy habits. I am a disobedient dog. A bitch. You bitch and I deserve to be cast astray.”9

Miranda shook her head. Her hands once again tightening around Jennifer's leash. Her hand still lingering. Moving closer, slowly until she brushed Jennifer's sodden panties with her fingertips tracing her soaked slit. Feeling her hardened clit against the strained fabric of her panties. 10


Jennifer caved under Miranda's tortuously sensitive touch. Her legs wobbling and falling heavy onto the ground crushing Miranda's hand underneath her swollen, begging pussy. She would had cried, screamed in sheer pleasurable agony if she knew it would not make it worse on her part. Miranda was an innocent woman to the rest of the world, but in her steel capped stilettos with a threshold over her, Miranda was a power machine. Sheer dominance.11

“I can see we are going to have to start with the basics,” Miranda said probing her fingers deep into Jennifer's panties. “Get up. Get back on all fours and take it like a good bitch. You are going to be taught a lesson and you better pay attention or so hell help me you will pay for your depravity. Understood dog?”12

“Mmm,” Jennifer whimpered clutching the collar around her neck. She could barely release a sign let alone breath. Her aim for satisfaction was killing her inside, and making her sinfully wet.13

“Get up Bitch and spread you legs for me,” Miranda demanded helping her rise to her knees by taking a handful of Jennifer's hair. She pulled it lightly at first as a warning to Jennifer. Her eyes glazing a feral red as time passed and Jennifer had not moved.14

“Don't make me ask you again you disobedient dog. Get up now and spread your legs,”Miranda growled this time yanking back Jennifer's hair causing Jennifer to let out a mangled yelp of pain.15

Doing as her mistress asked her. Not intending to have her hair ripped out strand by strand. Jennifer slowly rose to her knees and spread her legs wide apart. Her pussy melting and glistening. Giving Miranda a glorious eyeful of her swollen clit. 16

A cool breeze brushed past the through the trees, wafting over Jennifer's pussy. Jennifer gripped the dirt. Letting it sink into her nails. Desperately keeping herself together while her knees wobbled violently.17

“Now then...let's see here,” Miranda said sliding a finger down Jennifer's salacious sheath. Running her finger down Miranda found Jennifer's urethra. 18

Jennifer held her breath as Miranda rimmed her pinky inside her urethra. Immediately erupting Jennifer with the urgent need to urinate. Jennifer shivered, convulsing as Miranda rubbed her urethra vigorously, every so often probing it with her finger.19

“Now be a good bitch and show me how a good pet should behave,” Miranda said slipping her finger away from Jennifer's pussy. Her hands already covered in the sweet golden syrup.20

Jennifer spread her legs wider. Bringing herself to an simultaneous orgasm. Her legs were drenched and sticky. Screaming her arms and knees failed to keep her upright. Crashing down into a heap on the dirt Jennifer panted like she had been for heavy run and tried to regain her breath.21

Miranda squatted down beside Jennifer scooping her body up from the pile of dirt she was laying in. She smiled. Brushing the dirt of Jennifer's face and kissed her forehead softly.22

“Who's a good girl now?” she mocked softly laughing. Her lesson complete.