Skye and Everest dominate Marshall for a night, making him wear something girly, spanking, humiliating and using strap-ons
Marshall waited with severe nervousness on the bed in Jake's cabin.
And he had every right to be nervous. Something was going to happen tonight; something he knew he would never forget, no matter how hard he would try, whatever the details may be.
Already, he was regretting agreeing to what he had already agreed to, but he didn't have the heart to tell the girls that he wanted to back out.
He promised them, after all, and a gentleman never goes back on his promises. Plus, he knew it would make them happy, and that was always a reward enough for him.
Especially Everest.
He never had the guts to admit it, but he had the biggest crush on the beautiful husky from the moment he saw her. And it was made even stronger when he got to know her.
But even still, what was to come later tonight wasn't going to be easy.
In his hands, he held a box with, as Skye told him, "everything you'll need to pull off the look" inside.
And while he agreed with what she was referring to, it still wasn't exactly his Sunday best, and not what he wanted any of the boys to see him in.
Skye's frilly white dress with pink ribbons, laces and ruffles all around. It was absolutely gorgeous and cute, Marshall had to admit, but it killed him inside to know he was going to be wearing it.
And that it wasn't even the worst thing that was going to happen to him tonight.
"Still, no sense complaining about it now." The dalmatian thought to himself. "The girls are looking forward to this, and I can't let them down."
With those thoughts in his mind, he decided to get it over with and open the box.
It was filled with all sorts of other girly stuff, namely makeup, bows & ribbons, perfume and shoes. But there were a few more interesting things mixed in, too.
A pair of black lace panties, for one. They looked so silky and smooth and just downright sexy, but they were meant for a girl. Not a boy.
The thought of himself wearing something like this, especially in public, made him cringe. He tried imagining how people would react to him in such a compromising situation, and he quickly decided that he didn't want to think about it anymore.
"The girls are counting on you!" He thought to himself, letting out a sigh as he put the box down on the bed and loosening his belt.
"And it's not like you haven't worn girls' clothes before. You used to play dress-up with Skye when you were a pup."
That was different, he thought. At the time, it was innocent fun and he never had to show anybody. But tonight was different.
Tonight, he was going to be the star of the show, and two beautiful bitches would be staring at him.
He took his pants off, revealing a pair of blue underwear. Up until a few days ago, he wouldn't have thought that they would've been a sense of pride for him.
With some reluctance and hesitation, he pulled down his underwear, and his flaccid dick popped out, the cool air feeling surprisingly good.
The only good thing he could say about it was that it was bigger than normal. Still, that did little to stop him from feeling embarrassed and ashamed.
He then took off his shirt, tossing it aside as he took the box, putting it on the floor as he reached into the box, picking up the lacy black panties.
He gulped, taking a deep breath.
"Don't chicken out now!" He thought to himself. "Come on, you can do this!"
After a moment, he closed his eyes and stepped into the panties, slowly sliding them up his legs, shivering at how cool and silky they felt against his fur.
As the panties reached his waist, the silky feeling changed to a slightly scratchy feeling, and he realized why.
"The fabric is rubbing against me..." He thought, blushing madly.
He opened his eyes, looking down. He let out a soft whine as he realized the panties were so small that they barely covered his dick.
It was like trying to hide a banana under a napkin.
The back view didn't do him much good, either. It was even worse.
"She might as well have given me a thong." Marshall thought, blushing a brighter shade of red.
He was really starting to doubt himself, wondering if he should've taken this. But he knew it was too late. He had to follow through with it, no matter how difficult it was.
"No backing out now." He thought, looking in the mirror and seeing just how much his dick bulged in the panties. Ironically, it seemed like it would've been displayed less if he wasn't wearing anything to cover it up.
Alas, it was what it was. Now for the dress.
He turned around and grabbed the dress, and his blush only got worse as he realized just how short the skirt was.
He was actually dreading how this would go down. He didn't know how the girls were going to react, but he did know that they would love every second of it.
The dress was surprisingly light, and it was a little difficult to get on, but it eventually went over his head and slipped down.
It fit rather tightly on him, as to be expected, given that it belonged to a bitch who was a whole foot smaller than him, and it didn't leave much room for imagination, given how snug the fabric clung to his body, showing off his shapely legs and arms, his firm chest and his thick butt.
The sleeves were a little long, and the hem of the dress reached the bottom of his thighs, covering the panties just enough so that you could only see a bit of black when the dress was lifted up, but that didn't take much.
And of course, the fact that it was a size too small didn't help. It hugged his body like a second skin, the sleeves clinging tightly around his arms, and the fabric on the chest area was stretching to the breaking point, and the hem was riding up his waist, exposing a lot more of the panties.
And it wasn't doing a very good job hiding the bulge of his dick, either.
"Oh, boy..." Marshall whimpered softly.
He could only imagine how bad it was going to get once he started putting on the shoes and accessories. Speaking of...
He glanced back in the box and spotted a pair of white socks with frills and a pair of black shoes, which he was sure he would need.
"I'm surprised she didn't give me heels..." He muttered, taking out the socks and sitting on the bed.
He carefully put them on, the socks being a little small, too, but it was enough for them to fit his paws.
As he finished putting them on, he glanced at his paws, his blush returning as he saw that they were so girly, with the little frills around the leg holes..
"Oh, boy..." He muttered again. "I'm already getting into this..."
With some reluctance, he got back up, grabbing the shoes, slipping them on.
"Man, they're... Actually comfortable." He said to himself, sounding surprised to finally wear something from the set he was happy with the size of. "It's amazing how a simple change in footwear can do this."
But there was no sense in admiring how they felt. He had to put the rest of the set on, and there was only one accessory he had left.
He picked up the bottle of perfume, uncapping it.
"Hmm... Lavender and jasmine? Well, if it'll get rid of the smell of ash and charcoal" The dalmatian joked to himself.
He sprayed some on himself, the smell of the flowers being surprisingly pleasant and calming.
"Wow... That smells really nice..." He muttered, putting the bottle back into the box.
Now for the bows.
There were three in the box, and Marshall picked the one that seemed to have the most ribbon. He was already uncomfortable with the outfit, and he didn't want to add even more ribbon. Hopefully he could fit it on him.
Seeing the size of this ribbon, he figured it must go around the waist.
He turned around and tied the bow in the back, struggling a bit with the fabric and having trouble tying it, but he managed to get it done, and it surprisingly felt comfortable, even when tied.
A few more bows for his ears, wrists and knees came next, and they all went on without a hitch, and just like the other, they felt comfortable.
He could feel the silk and satin fabric caressing his skin, and he couldn't deny that it felt good. Easy to tell it was Skye's look, and if he was a girl, he could understand why.
Anyway, now came the final touch, which he had intentionally saved until last.
He picked up the makeup box and opened it, looking at the different types of cosmetics inside.
He didn't have a clue what to use, or even how to use them.
"Uhh... Let's see... How do I..." He muttered to himself.
It was like the control board of an alien's UFO to him. Anything could be for anything.
However, just as he was about to reach inside, there came a knock on the door.
Marshall jumped a little, startled by the sudden noise.
"Oh, great..." He said softly.
"Marshall, are you in there?" Came a voice. A female voice. A female voice he knew well.
"Uhh, yes! I'll be out in a second!" The dalmatian shouted, a hint of panic in his voice.
Unfortunately, he wasn't given a second, as the door flung open.
Marshall was too stunned to react, and all he could do was turn around and look at the two females staring back at him, both with big smiles on their faces.
"H-h-hey, girls..." He said sheepishly, trying to force a smile. "How's it... Going?"
"Awww, Marshy, you look amazing!" Everest exclaimed, her tail wagging. "So cute!"
"I agree." Skye said, nodding her head. "It suits you perfectly."
Marshall blushed, his smile fading.
"You think so?" He asked, his ears lowered. They had only complimented him once and he was already flustered beyond belief.
"I think the outfit looks great on you, but the makeup is still missing." The cream-coated cockapoo said.
"R-r-right..." Marshall muttered, picking up the box. "I, um... I- I was just about to start."
"Oh, here! Let me help!" Skye squealed, hopping over to the bed with him. "You're gonna look so cute!"
"Um, sure. Okay..." Marshall replied, looking down as he handed the box over to Skye.
"Okay, close your eyes, Marshy!" She said, holding a brush.
"Alright." The dalmatian nodded, closing his eyes.
It wasn't exactly a comfortable experience, but it was worth it if it made the girls happy.
Plus, Skye was gentle with him, and Marshall couldn't help but like the soft bristles rubbing against his fur.
Skye was humming a little as she worked, and Everest was watching intently, doing something of her own behind the dalmatian lad's back.
"What kind of makeup are you gonna use?" She asked.
"Well, I was thinking of a soft, natural look." Skye replied. "Maybe a little gloss, a little blush, and some mascara. You know, nothing too much. Just enough to make him look cuter."
"That should be pretty hard; he was already a little cutie before he even put the dress on." The husky responded, not knowing how much Marshall appreciated that.
Hearing his crush compliment him like that made his heart swell and his chest ache.
"Aw, you're making him blush~" Skye cooed, seeing his cheeks turning a rosy red.
Marshall smiled, but kept his eyes closed, even as he felt Skye apply a cold liquid to his eyelids, and a few seconds later, she did the same with his other eye.
"Alright, now, just open your eyes, Marshy." Skye instructed, her voice calm and gentle.
Marshall opened his eyes, and the first thing he noticed was that his vision was blurry, as if there was a cloud in front of him.
"What the..." He muttered, squinting his eyes.
"Just wait a few seconds. It'll clear up." Skye assured him, holding up a little hand mirror.
And sure enough, it did. Marshall could see just fine again, and as soon as his vision was back, he could clearly see what his face looked like.
"Oh, wow..." The dalmatian said softly. "It looks... Amazing."
His eyes had a beautiful, dark purple eye shadow on, his lips were colored a lovely shade of pink, and there were just the slightest traces of blush on his cheeks, making him look extra adorable.
He hated to admit this, even just in his head, but he adored the way he looked.
"Wow, that is a cute face." Everest said, looking over Marshall's shoulder.
"It sure is." The cockapoo nodded.
"Th-thanks..." The dalmatian smiled sheepishly.
"Now, one last thing, and you'll be all set." Skye said. "Everest, hand him the wig."
Now THAT was a surprise for the dalmatian.
"A-a wig?" He asked, as the husky tossed him some fake light blonde hair.
"Well, yeah. If you're gonna be dressed like a girl, we need you to look like one." Skye answered. "Go on. Put it on."
"Oh... Okay." Marshall nodded.
The wig looked almost identical to Skye's fur. In fact, if he didn't know any better, he'd swear that it was her real hair.
Whether it was or not didn't matter right now. The important thing was, it fit snugly onto his head, and the wig cap held it firmly in place.
"How does that feel, Marshy?" Everest asked when the boy dog stood up.
"I-it's... Pretty good." Marshall said, nodding his head. "Not bad at all."
"Perfect." The husky smiled. "I wish we could show everybody else what you look like!"
"Yeah! They're not gonna believe their eyes when they see you!" The cockapoo giggled.
Marshall felt his heart skip a beat at that. They couldn't be serious about showing other people, could they? Surely.
"Girls, are you sure-" He tried to ask, but Skye cut him off.
"Oh, don't worry, Marshy." She said, giggling. "We're not going to show everyone."
He breathed a sigh of relief.
"... Yet." She finished with a giggle, putting the fear back into his mind, albeit less so than last time.
"B-b-but..." He whimpered, hoping she was still joking.
"Alright, my turn to get ready!" Skye exclaimed, doing a backflip off the bed and onto her feet, reaching for the hem of her shirt.
"Whoa, wait! What are you doing?!" The dalmatian gasped, his heart pounding.
"Getting ready, of course." Skye said, rolling her eyes with a smile. "It won't take long."
"Come on, Marshall, let's get you started." Everest suggested, as he finally turned around to see her.
And once he did, his jaw truly hit the floor.
"Holy... Whoa..." Was all the boy could say, his eyes wide and his mouth agape, as he took in the sight before him.
He could never forget what the dog of his heart was wearing, and it was burned into his mind.
There she was, the husky he lusted over day and night, standing right before him in a bra that barely covered anything and a pair of panties that were clearly WAY too small to hide her naughty parts. Her tits and ass were humongous, even for a girl of her size, and she was practically naked in front of him, just standing there with all the casualness of her everyday appearance.
"So... You wanna have some fun?" The husky purred, walking over to him, her big breasts bouncing.
He couldn't even formulate words in his brain as he drank in the sight of the sexy husky.
Ironic; she was supposed to be most at home in the arctic, yet she was hotter than hell.
It was almost enough to distract him from the only other item of clothing she donned before him. Something he wasn't too thrilled to see, lodged right on her private zone.
The strap-on she was wearing was not very large, but it was certainly intimidating. It looked like a big, thick black snake, and was held in place with a harness made of soft-looking black fabric.
Given the sheen of the thing, he could see it had been lubed up well and good, and the dildo itself was shining like the moon, looking all the more dangerous.
She grabbed him by the neck and pulled him close, giving him a soft kiss, her lips tasting like honey and mint, before letting him go.
"Mmm, candy floss!" She giggled, taking in the flavor of his lip gloss.
By now, he was almost gone. He could just stand there and stare into space, trying to process what he just saw, just did, and what was to come.
Seeing Everest in her barely practical underwear was a gift from heaven in itself, but getting a kiss from her was all the better.
It was almost enough to make him feel like he could take on the dildo.
"Earth to Marshall~" Skye called, as he slowly turned around to see her, too.
Like Everest, she was in her underwear only now. Lacy pink with flowers, like her favorite bowl from when she was a pup.
Her rank and thighs were way smaller than Everest's, and left more to the imagination, but still nice enough to oogle over. She could see why Chase had the hots for her, and thankfully, she wasn't wearing a strap-on.
"I've always wanted to try this." She said, holding a whip.
"G-good thing we're not using the real ones." He joked nervously, feeling his throat dry up.
"No, but these are the closest props to real we could get." Skye giggled, cracking the whip.
Marshall flinched. It wasn't the pain of the whip, but the sudden noise that scared him.
"Come on, Marshall. I won't hurt you. Just follow my lead, okay?" She said, walking over to the bed.
He nodded and followed her, his heart thumping.
"Lie down on the bed and face me." The cockapoo instructed, her voice gentle.
The dalmatian did as he was told, laying down on his back, facing his friend.
"Now, spread your legs." She said, as she cracked the whip again, the loud crack making Marshall yelp.
"Come on, girl." Everest encouraged, spreading his legs open with her hands for him. "Do as your mistress says."
"M-m-mistress?" He whimpered.
"Of course! You're a dog, aren't you? All dogs have a master or a mistress." The husky cooed. "So now you're gonna serve your new mistresses. And we're going to give you the best night of your life."
The way she said that sent shivers up his spine. He was both scared and aroused.
"That's a good boy." Skye giggled, crawling closer to him, licking her lips as she stared down at his body. He still looked adorable in that dress. "Such a good little bitch."
Marshall whimpered, feeling himself getting a little excited.
"Oh, yes, such a good girl." Skye purred, kissing him deeply and passionately, their tongues swirling together in an intimate dance.
This part he could handle. In fact, he rather liked this part.
He loved how her lips tasted, her scent, and how their bodies seemed to melt into each other, their soft, smooth fur rubbing together.
She broke the kiss, letting him gasp for air, and smiled, her cheeks flushed and her eyes shining.
Still, as nice as that may have been, Everest was the only girl for him.
"You really like it, don't you?" She whispered.
"Y-yes..." He stammered.
"Good." She said, smiling, before leaning over and planting a soft, gentle kiss on his cheek.
He sighed, closing his eyes and basking in the feeling of her lips against his fur, before she pulled away.
"Mmm, you smell so pretty, Now, for the real fun." She said, getting up and grabbing his hands.
"Wait, what? Real fun?" He asked confused, as she placed his hands above his head and sat down on them, holding him in place.
"Well, yeah, silly!" Everest giggled, walking up to his lower section. "Come on, let's see what you're hiding under that dress~"
She reached down and tugged at his skirt, lifting it up.
"Oh... My God..." She gasped, as she took in the sight of his bulging, throbbing member, straining against the black fabric of his panties.
The way his panties were stretching out, showing off his cock, and the way his dick was leaking precum through the thin cloth, she was amazed at how big he was.
"Wow, he's smaller than I thought." Everest teased, reaching in to feel the little thing.
"Hey, leave him alone, Eve. He's still a growing puppy." Skye joked.
"Ooh, a puppy, huh?" Everest giggled.
"A cute little girl puppy. Our little bitch!" She cooed, pinching his cheek.
"Oh, Everest... That feels so good..." He moaned, arching his back.
"Oh, really? Well, let's see how good this feels!" Everest said, before grabbing his crotch and squeezing his balls.
"H-hey, wait!" He squealed, squirming under her.
Suddenly, he felt a really sharp and sudden pain on his belly, accompanied by the loud cracking sound of a whip.
"Don't speak unless you're spoken to, whore." Skye scolded, the weapon in her hands again.
"S-sorry, miss." He whimpered.
"Don't apologize to me, you silly girl! You should apologize to your mistress for being so disrespectful." She said, smirking, as she gave him another smack with the whip.
"Ouch!" He squealed, tears forming in his eyes.
"Well, girl? Say you're sorry." Everest growled, her hand wrapped around his balls.
"I'm sorry, mistress!" He wimped out.
"What for?" She asked.
"F-for not addressing you properly." He said, his voice quivering.
"What a good girl." She purred, poking the tip of his dick with her finger. "But that's not all you've done wrong, is it?"
"N-no, miss." He shook his head, not sure what she was referring to yet.
"You've been pretending to be a boy all this time, haven't you?" Skye asked, readying her whip for another whack. "When here you are, caught red handed like the pretty little thing you know you really are."
"I-I..." He stammered, blushing, feeling humiliated.
"And what's this?" Everest asked, tugging at the hem of his dress. "You've got a little wiener! Look at how small it is! When did you start growing it, yesterday? Huh? Is that how much of a little bitch you are? Is that it?"
"Oh, please, you don't need to tell him." Skye said, laughing, giving him another hit with the whip's tip.
"I'm not sure, maybe we should ask his mom." Everest chuckled, as she gave him a harsh squeeze on the crotch, making him wince and yelp.
"Oh, don't worry about that. He's probably a virgin." Skye replied, giggling.
"Aww, what a shame. A pretty girl like him should have plenty of guys and bitches lining up to take her for a ride."
He knew where this was going, and there was nothing he could do to stop them.
"Well, looks like we'll have to change that. Would you like that, bitch?" Skye cooed.
"Oh, yes, mistress. I want to be fucked so badly." Marshall said with reluctance in his heart, but the pain was too much to argue with.
"That's what I like to hear." Everest said, as she grabbed the waistband of his panties and slowly pulled them down.
As they slipped off, his cock sprang out, bouncing in the air a few times before settling down, standing up proudly.
"Pffft!" Everest snorted. "It really IS tiny!"
"Oh, look! He's got a clit!" Skye laughed, giving him another whip on the stomach.
"Ouch! Please, miss, not so hard!" He whimpered.
Just for that, she gave him the hardest one yet.
"Don't talk back to us, slut!" She snapped.
"You're just a little girl, and you're not allowed to talk back." Everest added, as she pulled the panties off and tossed them aside. "Now, let's see if you can behave."
Marshall's eyes went wide as she got between his legs and knelt down, bringing her toy close to his passage.
"Oh, God... Please, no, don't do it..." He begged.
"Be quiet, bitch." Everest snapped, as she pushed the strap-on against his entrance.
The pressure on his ass was uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but wriggle his hips and squirm a bit.
"Hold still, or it's gonna hurt." Skye commanded, giving him a slap on the face.
"But, mistress, please, I can't..." He whined.
"Shhh. Just relax and it'll go in smoothly." Everest said, as she pressed harder, the tip starting to slide into him.
Marshall groaned, feeling the dildo sliding deeper inside him, stretching his hole.
"Ahh! Please, miss, not so rough!" He cried out.
"I'm not gonna hurt you, bitch. But I need you to take it all the way, or I can't fuck you right." Everest said, as her toy sank further inside.
Marshall bit his lip, trying to fight the pain. It hurt so much, but he knew he had to take it.
He was too afraid to say anything. All he could do was whimper, and take the strap-on as it slowly worked its way inside.
It felt like it was going to split him open, and the pain was agonizing.
"Mmm... Such a tight little cunt." Everest said, as the strap-on disappeared deep inside him. "You're gonna feel so good once you get used to it."
He couldn't answer, all he could do was whimper, his face a picture of discomfort.
"Come on, it's not that bad, is it?" Everest asked.
"I'm afraid it is, dear." Skye answered. "You see, he's a virgin. And the first time always hurts the most."
"Ah, yes. I remember my first time." Everest sighed, shaking her dildo halfway out, and slowly pushing it back in.
Marshall gasped, feeling the strap-on moving around inside him, and his ass tightened, clenching the rubbery cock.
"Mmm, yeah, that's right. Squeeze that cock, you little slut." Everest purred, pumping the dildo faster, and deeper.
Marshall's eyes rolled back as the thick shaft penetrated him, and the pain turned to pleasure.
"That's it. Let the pleasure wash over you." Everest cooed, pulling the dildo out.
"No, no, put it back!" He cried out, feeling an empty feeling in his rear. He couldn't believe he just asked her to do that.
"Don't worry, bitch, you'll get plenty of cock tonight." Everest promised, as she lined the toy up with his ass again.
"Are you ready for me to fuck your tight little pussy?" She asked, pushing the tip back in.
Marshall bit his lip and nodded.
"Good." Everest smiled, as she pushed the strap-on fully back into him.
"Oooohh... Mmm, yes... Please, mistress, fuck me..." Marshall moaned, as he felt the toy sliding in and out of his tight hole.
Everest's tail started wagging, as she began to thrust her hips, sliding her dildo in and out of him.
"Ah, yes! Yes, oh, yes! Please, fuck me harder, mistress! I want more!" Marshall cried, as his body began to writhe with pleasure.
"There's a good girl." Skye said, patting his head. "I knew you'd get it right sooner or later."
She then pulled her top down, exposing her bare chest, revealing a pair of perky breasts, their pink nipples hard and erect.
"Come on, Marshy. Suck on these for a bit." She cooed, pressing her tits against his mouth.
His mouth opened up instinctively, and he started to suck on her left nipple, licking it and swirling his tongue around it.
"Mmm... Good girl. It's your reward for taking it so well. Go on, suck on the other one." She said, pushing her breast into his mouth.
He moaned, sucking and licking on her soft breasts, feeling them filling his mouth, and tasting her sweet milk.
"Aww, does it taste good?" Skye asked, patting his head. "You're such a good little bitch."
Everest couldn't help but laugh at the scene before her.
"Look at you! You're sucking those tits like you've been doing it all your life." She said, giving him a hard thrust.
"Oh, yes, mistress!" Marshall gasped, as her dildo plunged deeper into him.
"God, you're so adorable. I can't get enough of you." Skye giggled, petting him. "How does it feel, having your virginity taken?"
"It feels... Amazing!" He panted, as his ass was being fucked.
"Aww, that's great." Everest cooed, grabbing him by the hips and pounding his ass. "Then, let me take it!"
She slammed her toy into him, fucking him harder and faster, his ass tightening around the strap-on, causing her to moan and gasp.
"Oooh, you're squeezing me so tightly!" She moaned, her breathing ragged.
"Please, mistress! Don't stop fucking me!" Marshall begged, his ass being stretched by her huge toy.
"Mmm, I don't think I can. Your ass is so tight, and I want more!" Everest growled, as she pounded his ass even harder.
"Yes! Yes, please, fuck me! I- I'm getting close! Oh, God, mistress, I'm gonna cum!" He screamed, his cock throbbing and pulsing.
"Then let me help you." Everest said, reaching down and stroking his cock. "Shouldn't be too hard; I've seen baby carrots bigger than this."
Marshall was panting and gasping, his cock swelling in her hand, and his balls tensing up.
"Come on, come for me, girl. Come for me, bitch." Everest growled, as her strap-on was thrusting faster and faster.
It was point of no return for him. The pleasure was too much for him to handle.
"Oh, I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" He screamed, his cock spurting hot, sticky ropes of white cum.
"M-me too!" Everest shouted, as her toy filled his ass, his muscles clamping down, squeezing the life out of her dildo.
She gasped and moaned, her pussy gushing juices.
"Mmm, yes! Yes, yes, yes!" She cried, her eyes rolling back.
Marshall was still coming, his seed spraying everywhere.
"That's it, girl. Let it all out. You're such a good little slut." Skye purred, patting his head.
"Oh, yes, mistress!" He cried, his cock spurting out a few more shots, before the flow of cum finally slowed down.
"Oh, wow. That was amazing." Everest gasped, pulling the dildo out. "So, you like the taste of cum?"
"Yes, mistress." He wheezed, feeling drained after what he just experienced. He was in pain all over his body, but he felt great regardless.
"Well, don't worry, girl. We're not done with you." Skye cooed, getting on top of him, straddling his face.
"Now, you've got to show me how much you appreciate me, by pleasing your mistress."
"Mmm... Yes, mistress." Marshall purred, opening his mouth, as Skye lowered her pussy onto his tongue.
"Ahhh... That's it, Marsh. Get your tongue in there." She sighed, closing her eyes.
He stuck his tongue inside her, swirling it around, tasting her juices, as his lips wrapped around her folds.
"Mmm, you're doing so well, sweetie~" She moaned, her eyes fluttering closed. "Don't stop. Please."
Marshall lapped away at her pussy, sucking and licking her sensitive flesh, while his hands wandered over her body.
Suddenly, a flash of light from over Skye's head caught his attention.
He looked up and saw Everest, holding her phone with the camera app open, and flashing it down at him.
"Smile, Marshy!" She giggled. "Gotta capture this moment!"
He was mortified at the sight of her capturing this moment, but he couldn't do anything about it, given the position he was in.
"I think you're really getting into it, aren't you?" She giggled, taking another shot.
"Come on, girl. Show them how much you like this!" She commanded, lowering the phone to capture the action.
Marshall blushed, his ears lowered, but continued pleasuring his mistress.
"Mmm, yes, that's a good girl." Skye moaned, grinding her hips against his mouth, her juices dripping onto his tongue.
Suddenly, Skye's phone buzzed, as she opened it and looked at the message she just recieved.
"Aww, Marshy, you look adorable~" She cooed, as she showed him a photo of him.
It was a close-up shot, showing him licking her pussy, his eyes wide open.
He felt humiliated and ashamed, knowing that the photos were out there, and his friends could see them.
"I love how cute you look. You're such a good little girl." Skye sighed, before moaning.
More shots came from Everest's phone, in different positions and angles, with Skye making different faces in each of them.
Marshall was feeling a bit self-conscious, and was getting a little bit embarrassed, but the humiliation was only a turn-on for him.
"Don't worry, Marsh. We're sure the boys will think you're a pretty little puppy, when they see these!" Everest teased.
Marshall blushed harder, feeling the humiliation building up inside him.
"Mmm, yes, such a good girl. You're so obedient. So loyal." Skye cooed, stroking his cheek. "Keep licking, girl. You're making your mistress very happy."
He continued to lick and suck, tasting her sweet juices.
"Such a good, obedient little whore." Everest said, taking another photo.
Skye was panting, her juices flowing freely, coating Marshall's tongue.
"That's it, girl. We're nearly there~" She said, closing her eyes, feeling her climax approaching.
Marshall continued to lick her, feeling her wetness on his lips and tongue.
"Oooh, yes, yes! Keep going! Don't stop! Ahh, ahhh, ahhhh!" Skye screamed, as her orgasm washed over her, her body trembling.
Marshall closed his eyes and kept licking, feeling her juices spraying out onto his face, and all over his mouth.
"Oh, yes! Yes! Ooooohhh! Fuck, I'm cumming! I'm cumming so much~!" She cried, her whole body shuddering.
"Wow, Marsh, that's impressive." Everest commented, taking another picture.
Skye was still trembling, her legs shaking, and her eyes glazed over, as she slowly slid off his face, lying down next to him.
"Oh, Marshy... You're such a good little whore." She panted, her voice a little raspy as she finally got off him.
"Thank you, mistress." Marshall panted, still tasting her on his tongue.
"Aww, you're such a good, obedient bitch." Skye said, gently caressing his face.
Marshall sighed, leaning into her touch, feeling her soft fur on his skin.
"You know, it's kind of ironic. The most popular and heroic member of the Paw Patrol was actually the biggest submissive masochist." Skye laughed, before giving him a kiss.
He smiled, enjoying the taste of her lips.
"But that's not all we have planned for you, Marshy. We're not done with you yet." Everest said, looking stern with her arms crossed.
Marshall gulped.
"I'm sure you can understand why, can't you?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. "You need to be taught your place."
"Wh-what do you mean?" Marshall asked, his ears perked up.
"Come on, Marshall, even a bitch like you should know what I mean." Everest chuckled, before pulling him up with her impressive strength. "We've gotta punish you for what you've done."
He was too scared to resist, as she dragged him off the bed, his feet hitting the floor, before he was bent over her knee once she sat down.
"You've been a bad girl, and you need to be punished." She said, before bringing her palm down onto his butt, spanking him.
"Oh!" He gasped, wincing at the stinging sensation.
"That's what I'm talking about. A little pain, a little pleasure. That's the way to get the job done." Everest said, as she slapped his ass again. "Now, we're going to do this until you understand the consequences of your actions."
"Ouch!" He cried, as she hit him again.
"What have you learned?" Everest asked, spanking him once more.
"That- that I need to be punished!" He yelped.
"For?"
"F-for... Being a bad girl!" He squealed, as she smacked his ass again.
"That's right." Everest nodded, spanking him.
"Ow, ow! I'm sorry, miss!" Marshall pleaded, squirming around, his butt stinging.
"And why should we forgive you?" She asked, spanking him again.
"B-because, I was a bad girl!" He cried, as she gave him another smack.
"No, no. Not 'because you were a bad girl.' Because you ARE a bad girl. And that's why you deserve this punishment." Everest corrected, spanking him harder.
"Oh, God, please! Stop! I'm sorry, I'll be a good girl!" He pleaded.
Everest smacked him again, looking unsure whether or not to believe him.
"Oh, please, stop, miss! I'll be good, I promise! I'll do whatever you say!" He said, tears forming in his eyes.
"Really?" She asked, her voice low and threatening. "Alright then, tell me your darkest secret."
He froze, his heart sinking. There was no way she was serious.
"Wh-what? My darkest secret?" He asked, hoping he'd misheard.
"Yeah, come on, out with it." Everest urged, giving him another slap.
"I- I don't know what you're talking about, miss. I- I- I..."
"You don't have one? I don't believe that." She said, slapping his butt again. "Tell me, bitch. What's your darkest, most shameful secret?"
Marshall bit his lip, looking down. He couldn't tell her the truth. He just couldn't.
Even in the best circumstances possible, he wouldn't be able to do it. But here, now, in the midst of the most humiliating moment of his life, with a girl who he knew would never let him live it down? That was just a recipe for disaster.
"Nothing?" Everest asked, placing her hands on her hips and looking down at him sternly.
Marshall stayed quiet, refusing to speak.
"I know a certain secret he has~" Skye called out innocently.
The husky and dalmatian both turned to look at the cream-coated cockapoo, the latter's heart skipping a beat.
"Oh, do you, now? Please, share with the class." Everest smirked.
Skye giggled.
"You're not gonna believe this, but..." She paused for a second, letting the suspense build.
"He's in love with someone." She finished, winking.
Marshall's face fell, and his heart stopped.
"Oh my God, really?" Everest asked, gasping. "With who?"
The cockapoo looked at him cheekily, expecting him to do the rest.
Marshall knew if he told her, there was no going back.
He was screwed.
"W-with... Um..." He muttered, struggling to speak.
"Come on, girl, spit it out. Who is it?" Everest demanded, smacking his ass again.
This was it. Now or never.
"I'm- I'm- I'm in love with-" He took a deep breath. "-you."
There was a moment of silence, and Marshall was bracing himself for the impact of strict punishment he was bound to receive for that.
"... Me? You're in love with me?" Everest asked, sounding shocked.
"Y-yes, miss." He stammered.
Silence loomed over the cabin for a little bit more, until the husky broke it.
Namely, with some heartful laughter.
"Oh, come on, seriously?! You?! And me!?" Everest laughed, pointing at him.
Marshall looked away, ashamed.
"Oh wow, that's hilarious!" Everest laughed even more, her tail wagging.
"That's a pretty bold statement to make, Marshy." Skye giggled.
"Well, I can't help it. I just love her so much." Marshall admitted, blushing.
"Well, that's a nice confession, and I'm flattered, but I'm afraid I have to let you down, girl." Everest chuckled. "You're not exactly my type. I don't go for little bitches who wear dresses and makeup."
"But, I... I really, really like you, Everest." Marshall protested.
"Yeah, well, that doesn't change anything." Everest said, smiling. "Besides, have you seen what you're offering down there!?"
She gestured at his crotch, as he looked down, seeing his flaccid member.
"You're not even hard! How am I supposed to fall for someone who can't even get it up?! And even when it is, it barely makes a difference! I'm not attracted to you, or your little prick, Marshy! And I never will be!" She laughed.
Marshall hung his head, his heart sinking.
"Aww, don't be sad, Marshy." Skye comforted him, as she put a hand on his shoulder. "Just because the girl you like doesn't like you back doesn't mean you have to give up hope. There are other girls out there, and you'll find the right one soon."
The dalmatian looked up at the Cockapoo's gentle eyes, giving him at least a little sense of happiness back. And it was a hopeful moment...
For 2 seconds.
"Pffft!" She laughed, breaking into a fit of giggles. "I can't I said that with a straight face! I mean, you're a giant sissy with a tiny bone, Marsh! You don't stand a chance with a bulldog, never mind a 10 like her!"
Marshall was crushed. He didn't want to believe it.
"But... B-but, I love you..." He whispered.
"You know, I actually feel sorry for you, Marsh." Everest chuckled. "You're just a little bitch, who'll never amount to anything even CLOSE to manly! You'll never be able to please a woman like me, or Skye, or anyone else. Face it, you're a worthless, pathetic, little faggot, and that's all you'll ever be."
Marshall was speechless, feeling utterly defeated.
"You know what? I think we should hammer this in a little more." The husky suggested, getting back to spanking him.
"Come on, tell us again how much of a sissy boy you are, Marsh." Skye urged.
"I- I- I- I'm- I'm- I'm a- a- a-" He couldn't finish, though his erection was coming back.
"Oh, come on, Marsh, say it." Everest insisted, giving him another slap.
"Say it." Skye repeated.
"I'm a..." He took a deep breath, bracing himself.
"I'm a sissy. I'm a little bitch." He finally said, tears forming in his eyes.
"Mmm, you know what? I like the sound of that." Skye said, as she leaned over and kissed him, her lips pressing against his.
"Me too." Everest agreed, slapping his ass. "And, you know, there's no shame in being a sissy."
"Y-yeah." Marshall nodded.
"I'm sure the boys will think so, too." Everest giggled, reaching for her phone again. "Hey, Skye, I've got a great idea! Why don't we show them what he looks like now?"
"Oooh, great idea! We'll post a pic on the Paw Patrol fan club site!" Skye suggested.
"I knew you'd love that." Everest chuckled, opening her camera app.
Marshall's ears drooped, knowing that he was going to be exposed to the whole world, but the idea of being humiliated like that was turning him on.
"Alright, let's go, Marsh. Smile for the camera!" Everest said, aiming the phone's camera at him.
He couldn't believe what was happening, and didn't even know what to say.
"Oh, come on, Marsh, show the world how much of a sissy you are." Skye encouraged him, as she patted his head.
"I... I can't." He stammered, shaking his head.
"Come on, girl, just relax." Everest said, slapping his butt again. "Let's see those pearly whites, Marshy."
The dalmatian looked back and forth between the two of them, still unable to believe they were doing this.
"Smile!" Everest demanded, holding the phone out, her thumb hovering over the button.
"Okay." He said, putting on a big fake smile.
"Perfect." Everest said, pressing the button, and taking the picture.
"Alright, let's upload it." Skye said, as she sat down next to him.
Everest grinned, showing the dog on the phone what he looked like, and the caption they would attach to it.
'Aren't you a pretty little thing?'
"Oh, wow, you're really doing it!?" Skye said, her voice filled with enthusiasm.
"Yeah, I am. And I'm gonna get a lot of likes and comments, too." Everest said, her tongue sticking out the side of her mouth, as she pressed the 'post' button.
"Wow, and now everyone can see how cute you are, Marsh." Skye cooed.
He sighed, looking at the photo on the screen. It was definitely him, alright, and the caption made him look even cuter.
His rod was throbbing harder than ever, and he couldn't wait for the humiliation he was about to receive.
"Aww, don't look so worried, Marshy." Skye giggled, stroking his cheek. "It's only fair that they know what you look like."
Everest took notice of his excitement down there, grabbing his penis and began stroking.
"Oooh, I think someone likes the idea." She teased, pumping his shaft.
Marshall couldn't help but moan, as the husky jerked him off.
"You're such a slut, you know that, right?" Everest said, slapping his cock.
"Oh, yeah." He moaned, feeling the pleasure coursing through him.
"Well, that's what we like to hear. We're glad you're having fun, Marshy." Everest said, rubbing his dick.
"I- I- I want to cum, miss." He pleaded, his breathing getting heavier.
"Really? Already?" Everest asked, squeezing his shaft.
"Yes, miss." He nodded, his breath hitching.
"Well, okay. But first, you need to promise me that you'll do whatever I say, and whenever I tell you to do it."
"I- I will, miss." He stammered.
"Good. Then I order you to cum." Everest said, giving his cock a good squeeze.
He moaned loudly, his balls tensing, and his cock swelling.
"Cum for me, bitch." Everest growled, jerking him off faster.
He couldn't hold back, and his orgasm washed over him.
"Cum, girl. Cum for me!" She commanded, as his cum sprayed onto her paw.
"Oh, yes! Yes, miss! I'm cumming! Ahh!" He cried, as his cum squirted out, coating the husky's fingers, along with the floor below.
"Mmm, what a messy little girl you are." Everest said, licking her paw clean.
"That's our Marshy. Always happy to obey, no matter how embarrassing." Skye giggled. "That's what makes him such a good submissive little sissy."
By now, he was too exhausted to move much, and the fun was finally over.
"Wow, what a performance." Everest chuckled, wiping her hand on his dress.
"You know, Marsh, that was pretty fun. You should definitely wear this dress more often." Skye commented, as she helped him off her lap.
As soon as he did, he collapsed on his back on the bed.
Suddenly, both the girls cuddled up to him on either side of him. And more surprisngly, he was met with a loving kiss from each of them on his cheeks.
"Wow." Skye sighed. "You were amazing, Marshall. Thanks for being such a good sport."
"No problem, Skye." He replied, giving her a hug with one arm. "But I gotta ask, did you two have this planned before you got here?"
"Not originally." Everest explained. "Some parts, we did. But others we just made up as we went. Oh, and don't worry about the pictures."
"Yeah, we just sent them to each other." The cockapoo told with a smile. "We'll delete them in the morning, okay?"
"Sure." He nodded. "Just... Promise me one thing, please."
"What is it?" Skye asked, stroking his belly.
"Don't tell anyone about this, please."
"Ladies rule No. 10, Marshall." Everest said as she turned his head to look at him, bringing him in for a long kiss. "Never play Kiss & Tell."
"I promise, we'll keep this our secret, my sweet pup. Always." Skye whispered, as she planted a kiss on his cheek.
Marshall was happy to hear that, and even more so to get a kiss from his crush again.
"And you know I didn't mean what I said about you, right?" The husky asked with fluttering eyes. "I mean, I've known about your crush on me for ages now, but the part about never loving you? Of course I love you!"
"Y-you do?" He asked, stunned.
She smiled at the silly question, pulling his face down to nuzzle into her breasts.
"The sweetest, funniest and bravest pup in Adventure Bay? How could I not?!" She giggled. "You're an adorable little girl, and a hero to boot. What more could a girl want?
Marshall could hardly believe what he was hearing. It was too good to be true.
"But if you're wondering, the reason I didn't want you to know I knew, is because I didn't want to ruin the friendship. If that makes sense." She explained. "I've been waiting for you to say something, and was kind of hoping for this, actually. I mean, its not what I had in mind, but... It worked, right?"
Marshall was silent, trying to process everything.
"Oh, come on, Marshy. I didn't make this whole thing happen, just so you can ignore me, you know." She teased, raising an eyebrow. "Or... Have you already fallen asleep in there?"
He blinked a few times, coming out of his thoughts.
"Oh, um, no, sorry, I'm just... A little shocked. I- I never thought you'd be into me like this."
The girls giggled at the response, before looking at each other like they had the same thought.
"Tell you what, we'll prove it tomorrow night." Everest suggested, resting her head on top of his.
"Yeah; tomorrow, YOU'RE in charge of US." Skye added on. "We'll do anything you want us to."
He was shocked at the proposition, his mind racing with ideas.
"A-a-a-a-anyt-th-thing?" He stammered, gulping.
"Anything." The husky purred. "Mud wrestle, get spanked, get dressed in whatever you want, go out nude, tickle us, whatever you want."
"Oh, yeah, and no need to be afraid." The cockapoo chimed in. "If we're uncomfortable, we'll tell you, okay? But we trust you. We know you'll be careful, and respect our boundaries. So, what do you say? You wanna play with us tomorrow night?"
"Y-y-y-y-yes, I-I-I'd love to." He finally said, his heart fluttering.
"That's a good girl." Skye praised, as she gave him a kiss.
"Alright, now let's get some sleep." Everest yawned. "You've had a big day today, and you'll need your rest for tomorrow."
"Yes, miss." Marshall smiled, as he closed his eyes.
The three of them snuggled up together, and quickly fell asleep, content and satisfied.
This was going to be the best weekend of his life.