c can you do uhm lesbian kellin puppy play like training the reader…….. pleasges…..runs away
As per usual, MDNI I will send the flying monkeys to your house, go do your geometry HW
Sit.
Content notes: Puppy play, Humiliation, Omo, (Nothing graphic idk if you’re into that anon) Butch! Age gap, Reader is in her 20s, Butch/femme, Kellin, Kellin’s a lil shit lmao. Same universe as the last Butch Kellin! ask) Did not proofread lmao sorry yall
You loved helping your girlfriend with her work.
You didn’t know much on music. Didn’t know the first thing about writing it, producing it, sending it in. But you knew how to help her with stress relief. Kellin’s been having pretty bad neck pains the stress had been getting to her so bad. You encouraged her to take a break, and she absolutely did.
But you loved helping your girlfriend. almost as much as you loved how much your girlfriend loves you. She was always making sure you were comfortable. Always making sure you took care of yourself. Today, she was making sure you drank enough water. Always refilling your metal water bottle. You didn’t think much of it.
She just complained about her neck pains, the stress of getting in this one feature of her song, all she really did was call you over. You thought she needed a massage, a kiss from her honey. Maybe—
Click.
Your pupils dialated. You looked a bit dazed, your eyes clouded and your stomach triggering a groinal response that felt like someone was poking your lower abdomen with their finger—You knew exactly what she was holding. It was the bright pink clicker you guys bought at the store a while back. You remember the embarrassment of going up to the cashier. Being convinced they somehow knew you two didn’t have a dog. She clicked it because you did what she said, you came in the room.
“I need a break.” Kellin said, wrapping the curly band of the clicker around her aged, tattooed wrist.
What were you…
“Sit.”
You stumble out of your shoes, getting to your knees. You knew exactly what she was wanting to do. In that process, Kellin made a groan in the back of her throat. clearly not pleased with your stumbling.
Eventually, you were on your knees looking up at Kellin with innocuous doe eyes.
Click.
“Good girl.” She said warmly. Her tone had a degree of condescension that didn’t go unnoticed. She stood up. You smelled her usual cologne on her wrist as she pet your hair patronizingly. You opened your mouth when you saw she had a small strawberry candy in her hand —Kellin used that specific candy to train you. It normally was a click, and the candy. Click, and candy. That was her normal positive reinforcement with you. She scratched behind your ears as she gave it to you. You held out your hands out of habit, the typical human reaction to being given something. But you weren’t human, were you? Not at this moment.
Kellin’s arm hovered a bit more, making a swooshing motion when she noticed you were grabbing using your hands. “No. Down.” She drawled. “You use your mouth. That’s what good puppies do, yeah?”
Sorry—
Kellin cut you off by holding the pink candy in the air above you in a fist. You could kind of see the pink peaking out from her black polished fingers. You looked up expectantly, fighting the urge to nip at it. You knew Kellin would love your patience.
Kellin put the candy in your mouth, scratching behind your ears once more. You melted into the physical affection from your owner adoring girlfriend.
“That’s a very good girl, sweetness.”
As the tart candy melted on your tongue, you forgot the effect it had on you. Kellin’s done this so much, used this particular flavor so much, it pavloved a reaction in you. And you felt it on the ruined cloth under your skirt.
You were slick. You thought. Your hand slowly inched under your skirt. If you could just have a little bit of friction on your poor cunt—
“Hey. Bad.”
Almost immediately, Kellin lightly pushed back your adventurous hand. “You aren’t supposed to touch, love.” She corrected, sweetly and sternly. As if she was talking to a toddler.
Uh…B-But Kellin…?
She didn’t acknowledge anything. She absentmindedly picked at her nail, as if you weren’t on your knees in front of her. Right, right.
Ma’am?
Click.
“Yes pup?” She responded, rewarding you with another candy she popped in your mouth.
I-It’s aching…
Kellin’s eyes glinted with faux confusion. “What? What’re you talking about?”
Ma’am…
“Truly, don’t know what you’re on about. You’ve gotta be specific baby. What’s aching?”
She knew what was aching. Oh, of course she does. She always got off to the way you broke eye contact and how your cheeks went rosy. She could’ve forced you to make eye contact, but she knew you were already embarrassed as is. Wanted to go easier on you.
“C’mon. If you’re gonna act like a braindead whore and touch without permission, at least be straight up with me. What’s aching?”
M-My…
“Your what? Didn’t quite catch that.”
My c-cunt…
Your cheeks burned at how lewd it sounded.
“Oh pup…You could’ve just said that. I would’ve helped you.”
You perked up. You just wanted her to finger you. Do something, anything to take the edge off.
But, she didn’t. Kellin didn’t even do anything that alluded to her touching your aching heat. She sat back in her chair, rolling in front of you. Once she put her foot in front of you, you put two and two together as to what she wanted you to do.
“Panties off” Kellin commanded. You angled yourself from your position on your knees, wriggling out of and eventually kicking off the cotton underwear. Kellin let a cocky exhale out of her nose when she saw the dark spot on the fabric.
Click. “Good girl.” Candy.
She shoved her well-worn doc marten in front of you. “Use this, yeah?”
You nodded, pouting.
You then wrapped your thighs lightly around her boot and started grinding your swollen clit on the laces. Click. “Poor thing’s in heat. I’d punish you for almost touching without asking, but it’s not like you can help it. You can hump my shoe baby. I don’t mind” Kellin cooed at you, putting another candy between your lips. She felt the vibrations of your little broken whimpers. She felt the warmth of your sloppy pussy through the leather. She heard the lewd, embarrassing noises from the leather. “You’re fucking soaked.” Kellin chided. You let out a shaking whine at that. It almost sounded like praise.
Kellin knew your tells when you were close. you began trembling. Your ruts got all sloppy and uneven.
You faltered your movements a bit, feeling a pressure in your belly.
Uhm…
Kellin pulled your hair lightly to make your head loll upwards. “What is it? You wanna stop?”
No, no. I just…Kinda feel like I need to pee…
Kellin’s eyes darkened. “You didn’t go before we started?”
I didn’t have to GO then.
You knew your colors. Kellin knew you knew your colors. She paused for a moment, expecting you to say “red”, and walk to the bathroom and take care of business. But you didn’t. You just sat there, brain turned to mush from how horny you are.
“Oh,” She said, putting emphasis on the word. “You wanna make a bigger mess, baby? Christ. You were already gonna cum on my boot. I thought you were a good puppy? Already potty trained.” She remarked.
I…
Kellin pushed up on your cunt with her boot. “You could’ve said red but you didn’t. Why didn’t you?” Your ruts started up again, just as erratic. “You wanna make a mess all over yourself?”
You couldn’t control your needy whimpers as you were about to be pushed over the edge. She angled her boot a certain way, making you see white. Shockingly, you didn’t lose control of your bladder.
Kellin pushed you off lightly, noting the mess on her shoe and the ground near it. She tsked. “Such a messy puppy.”
She then noticed there wasn’t any piss. “You didn’t piss yourself? Atta girl.” She praised. Her words were sweet, but her tone suggested something a bit more backhanded. “I’m so proud of you.”
Sorry about your shoe.
“Meh. It’s black. I can wipe it off.”
Kellin shifted her weight and you wondered what she was doing. You didn’t put together what she was doing until she undid her buckle with no issue using just one hand.
“Here—Does puppy want a treat for being so good?”
Okay so this was my first time writing anything like this and I had an intrusive thought I submitted this to my personal FB account lmaoo kms. Hope this was ok!! lmao
