In the Doghouse - Chapter 79
Despite Richard’s pitiful state, Courtney did not smile. Instead, her cold, disdainful words cut through the air, landing on his bare back.
“Stupid mutt.”
Realization dawned on Richard, and he quickly barked in response.
“Woof!”
“Good boy.”
It was as if he had become a dog not only in body but in mind as well. Just a single word of praise from Courtney filled him with joy. Richard shuffled backward, presenting his rear to her without a trace of shame, his only thought being how to please her—just like a dog would.
Courtney generously applied oil to the plug attached to the fox tail. With a light tap on the inside of his ankles, she signaled him to spread his legs wider than his shoulders.
As soon as the plug touched his tightly shut entrance, his fingers tensed in anticipation. Without a hint of mercy, she pushed the plug into the narrow opening.
“Uuugh—”
Richard let out a soft groan. Although his body wasn’t fully relaxed, the plug, no larger than a toe, slid inside without much resistance. Yet, since it was an entrance meant for things to exit, not enter, the unfamiliar intrusion made his muscles tighten instinctively.
Beads of sweat formed on his skin, reflecting the discomfort he felt. Courtney steadied Richard’s trembling body as he leaned forward, the golden tail, not as dazzling as his own blond hair but close, now hanging between his legs.
Courtney admired the sight, her voice full of delight.
“It suits you so well. What should I name my little puppy? Hmm, Sasha? Do you like it?”
It was certainly audacious—disrespectful, even—to call the future emperor by such a diminutive and feminine name. But Courtney had never concerned herself with propriety. Richard, struggling to ignore the foreign sensation in his rear, answered with difficulty.
“Y-Yes, whatever you’d—”
It didn’t take long for Richard to realize he had made another mistake. Courtney’s gaze darkened instantly. He quickly shut his mouth, casting his eyes down in regret, ashamed of having disappointed her.
Despite his error, Courtney decided to show him mercy, though not without a light punishment. She reached for his grxin, where his body was stiff and taut except for one part—his txstxcles, which she gripped firmly and gave a slight twist.
“Arf, woof, woof!”
Even though he barked in earnest, Courtney repeated the motion several more times. Richard’s throat released soft, pained whines that resembled those of a dog. Only then did Courtney let go, satisfied.
She pressed down on his shoulder, and Richard’s large frame slowly sank to the floor. Once he was seated, Courtney extended her hand.
“Sasha, paw.”
“Woof.”
Richard obediently placed his hand in hers. Courtney smiled, pleased, and patted his head.
“Good boy.”
Though treated completely like an animal, Richard’s erxctixn remained unwavering, showing no signs of subsiding. His body’s response was proof of his deep perversion, and the line Courtney had drawn in her mind began to blur further.
She calmly voiced a wicked plan that the old her would never have even imagined.
“We’re going for a walk now. Excited, Sasha?”
Richard’s mind immediately conjured an image of the long, brightly lit hallway. Suddenly, it all made sense why it had been cleared out earlier. The very thought sent a shiver down his spine.
Although she likely had taken precautions, there was always the chance that someone might show up unexpectedly…
But refusing was not an option for him. The moment the possibility of being caught entered his mind, his cxck and rear both twitched involuntarily.
“Woof, woof!”
“I knew you’d like it.”
Courtney grinned, taking hold of the leash attached to his collar. She could have reassured him that no one would come, but she didn’t. She preferred to watch him squirm with nervous anticipation.
At first, she had indulged Richard’s peculiar desires out of gratitude. He had chosen her, despite her lack of status, and had saved her family from ruin. But over time, that initial motivation had faded.
Now, whenever she saw Richard breaking down and losing control, a cruel impulse surged within her.
A part of her longed to see the day when he would beg her to stop, crying out that he couldn’t take it anymore. But she hadn’t fully realized the dark source of this desire—at least not yet.
Without hesitation, Courtney turned the doorknob.
“Let’s go.”
Just like she would with a dog, she led Richard out of the room. Richard hesitated briefly before crawling forward on all fours, stepping out of the relative safety of the bedroom and into the open hallway. The moment he left the room, his head began to spin.
Just being naked would’ve been easier to endure. But now, with a collar around his neck and a tail plugged into his rear, the humiliation was far worse. There was a real possibility that someone, aside from her, could see him crawling on the floor in this pathetic state. The thought alone was terrifying, yet his body burned with arousal.
Courtney, who had followed him out, left the bedroom door open—just in case. If, by some unfortunate chance, someone did see them, the disgrace wouldn’t be his alone. She, too, would be ridiculed as a crazed seductress. The weight of the risk made her exhale a deep breath.
“Haah…”
Yet, despite the anxiety, her body tingled with excitement. She had clearly lost her mind.
Feigning calm, Courtney pointed to the end of the hallway.
“We’ll go to the end and come back.”
