Good Girl Ch. 02 - Bad Girl

Mistress pressed one hand against her head, encouraging her to suck deeper. And she did, letting it slide down her throat over and over again. Not all of it fit, but she wanted to taste as much of him as she could.

After a few minutes Mistress slowly pulled her hair, indicating it was her turn. They both licked the cock, one tongue on each side of it. Their tongues met on the tip, and they kissed.

Mistress took over the blowjob completely, staring up at Mater lovingly while she pleased him. Puppy stood up and began planting light kisses on his chest. He put his arm around her, holding her tight so her tits were once again pressed against him. He caressed her ass while he moaned in pleasure from the blowjob.

After Mistress swallowed him, she walked to Puppy's bed and laid down, her legs apart and her breasts bouncing slightly as she began playing with herself.

"Puppy...come lick me...."

Puppy didn't need to be told twice. She got on her paws and knees and crawled to her Mistress's pussy. She began kissing her thighs, leaving small love bites as she went. Then she started licking.

She could feel Master kneel behind her. He began playing with her pussy, getting her somehow even more wet and turned on. And then, mmmm, that cock, finally! After months of waiting! She gasped when he entered her, and Mistress moaned louder for a moment, as if even she could feel it.

Master slapped Puppy's ass once, causing her to moan again. Then he began fucking her harder and faster. She was moaning heavily while she licked her Mistress's pussy, and the ecstasy seemed to go on for hours.

All 3 of them orgasmed at the same time.

Later, much later after more orgasms, all 3 lay in bed together. Each pet girl was curled up on top of Master's chest while he slept. But they were awake, staring at each other sleepily.

"Puppy...we need to talk about something." Mistress whispered, suddenly looking apprehensive.

"I know...you've never wanted him to fuck me like that before. You don't have to worry. I am your's, and you are his. I won't..."

"No, Puppy." Mistress said. "I know I have jealousy issues that I need to work on, but that's not what we need to talk about."

She sighed and bit her lip before she continued. "I love you, Puppy. Master loves you too. But this isn't your home. That need you have in you, the one you dream about...whatever that is, that's your home. And we found you someone who will help you find it."

"You're... you're giving me away??"

'Yes, Puppy. We found a mistress who wants to adopt you and care for you. I told you not long ago that you'd never be free again, and you won't. But you will be loved. I arranged it so you can call me once a month. If you don't call or you're ever unhappy, you will come back to us. We will come get you."

Mistress reached over then and put her hand on Puppy's paw. "I love you with all my heart, and I'll always be there for you. But I promise that this is the best way to do that."

"Ohh...okay. I trust you, Mistress." Puppy said sadly. "I will call you every month, even if you're right and I am happy. I'll miss you. And I love you too!"

They squeezed hands and looked into each other's eyes until sleep took them.

***** Chapter 35: Good Girl *****

***** A Fuck Puppy's Farewell ****

It was the next morning when Master, Good Girl and Puppy got into the car. All 3 were quiet. Even Master looked sad, a change from his usual unbreakable calmness. Good Girl rolled down the back window, and Puppy stuck her head out for a few minutes, unconsciously slipping her tongue out a little from between her lips while the wind ruffled her fur.

They listened to the Hamilton soundtrack, and when it lifted their moods they amicably talked about musicals, plays and shows. Master and Good Girl were actually going to get dinner and see a play in the city after they dropped Puppy off with her new owner.

The trip took nearly two and a half hours before they arrived at a small private airport outside of the city metro area. Master and Good Girl changed clothing for their plans later, dressing in an Armani suit and a lovely Prada dress. Puppy remained naked except for her collar and some pads to protect her paws and knees when she crawled.

They excited the vehicle, and Good Girl snapped Puppy's collar on for the last time... The sadness she felt was almost overwhelming, but she kept a serene smile on, not wanting to give the pet anxiety. This was for the best.

They approached a woman and her security detail, waiting patiently just outside of a jet.

The woman was very beautiful: She was in her mid 30s, and had long, raven colored hair, a European tint to her skin, and green eyes that seemed to see everything. The silky, flowing white dress she wore made her look almost angelic. They had met her in Paris not long ago when they visited the country, and she was a lovely woman. She was actually Master's distant relative - a 2nd or 3rd cousin.

"Mademoiselle Dampierre," Good Girl said in a polite tone, "May I present to you your new pet, Puppy. I hope you love her as much as we do."

Puppy dropped to her knees in front of her new owner, taking the kneel position. But she didn't tilt her head downwards in submission, as was proper. She was staring up at Madam Dampierre with her brown eyes wide in surprise and her mouth open.

"Ahh, Good Girl, Cousin! It has been too long since we have visited." The French woman said in a musical, accented voice.

She hugged each of them lightly and kissed their cheeks, then she turned to Puppy and patted her head.

"'Ello, Puppy! Are you ready to go 'ome? We have some stops to make first, but when we get there you will love it. I have an estate outside of Gordes Provence, in France, and you will be very happy!"

Puppy sounded shocked when she responded. "Y...you're the woman of my dreams!!"

Mademoiselle Dampierre laughed musically. "I am glad you think so Puppy, and I hope you will be the pet of my dreams."

Puppy smiled shyly and lowered her head in submission. "Yes Mistress, I will serve you well."

Mademoiselle Dampierre looked at Master. "You trained her well, cousin!"

"Actually, Good Girl did, and she did an excellent job. Better than I ever could have done. Puppy is very loving, faithful and affectionate. She's also quite playful though, and needs a lot of attention."

"That will not be a problem." Mademoiselle Dampierre reassured him, "As you know, I own a few other pet girls and pet boys. They will love playing with her!"

She paused then and gently stroked Puppy's fur. "I am looking forward to playing with her myself...."

Good Girl handed Puppy's leash to her new owner, and they said their goodbyes. She helped Puppy to her feet and held her closely and tightly, knowing that it might be a long while before they met again. But she also knew that they definitely would meet again.

"I always knew you were a good girl, Puppy, and I'm so proud of you. Obey your new Mistress, and call me when she allows it. I love you."

"I...thank you for everything you've done for me. I love you, Good Girl. I would have never found happiness without you showing it to me. Master....I love you, too! I'll miss you both so much...."

With that, Puppy went to her paws and knees and moved close to her new Mistress's legs, letting the silky white dress flow around her.

Madam Dampierre smiled, and her sweet musical accent lightened the mood.

"Goodbye, Cousin, Good Girl! Come visit us soon! My pets and I have missed you!"

***** Epilogue: A Proposal *****

Mademoiselle Dampierre and her entourage boarded their jet, while Master and Good Girl drove to a small hill overlooking the airport. They wanted to watch the plane take off. They leaned against the big SUV in silence, each thinking their own thoughts.

Good Girl felt...too many things. She was melancholy, but happy. Excited for all of their futures, Puppy's included. But unsure of what the future would bring.

She also felt slightly horny. They hadn't had time for sex before they left this morning, and Master looked damn good in that suit. She hoped he wouldn't mind getting a quick blowjob on the way to the play.

"Do you wish we had kept her?" Master asked with a concerned smile.

"No... Becky needs a new life, far from here, with new family. She needs to embrace her life as Puppy, and she will. I don't think she could do that with us. Deep down, I would always be a reminder to her."

Master squeezed her hand, and she considered for a moment more before giggling.

"Besides, I'm more of a kitten person."

Master laughed and pulled her a little closer to him. Then he grew suddenly silent, and seemed uncharacteristically nervous.

"Good Girl... You did such an amazing job training Becky. I meant what I said to my cousin, I never could've done that. I'm impressed."

"Thank you, Master! It was hard, and you were so patient while I was busy with her. But I learned a lot about the conditioning software! It's fascinating! And I've never seen her so happy."

"I'm glad you liked it, because I was thinking..." Master took a breath, considering. "We should do it again sometime. Save another girl. Not a bad girl though, I only want to help submissive girls who unconsciously want to be pets, but need help getting out of trouble. There might be many good girls stuck in bad homes out there."

"That's a great idea, Master!" Good Girl said, excitedly. "And I agree, we should only rescue submissive girls in trouble. But there's no such thing as a bad girl. Everyone carries their own pain, but they're all good girls deep down."

"You're right. You proved that with Becky." He said.

"We could call ourselves the Good Girl Pet Adoption Agency!!"

Master laughed, then looked serious again after a few moments.

"There's one other thing... I don't think you should be my pet anymore."

Good Girl's heart almost broke instantly, and she turned to beg him to reconsider. Why would he do that? Had she lapsed in her service to him so much while she was training Becky that he was just done??

Before she could think of what to say, he took her hand and got on one knee, pulling a small ring box out of his pocket as he did.

"I love you with all my heart, Good Girl. I want you to be my wife. Will you marry me?"

Good Girl dropped to her knees, embracing him. "Yes, Master...I will be your wife!" Master put the ring on her finger, and Good Girl suddenly had a new best day of her life. She didn't know how to feel about not being his pet girl anymore, but she knew that she'd serve him as his wife for as long as he'd have her.

They kissed. And in the skies above them, a redeemed bad girl started her journey home.

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Thank you for reading Good Girl 2: Bad Girl. If you enjoyed this story, please keep an eye out for part 3 of the Good Girl saga - The Good Girl Pet Adoption Agency!