A Good Girl
#3 of Clicker Training
Twin sisters Rose and Lily continue to strengthen their bond of not so sisterly love as Lily teaches Rose what it means to be a "good girl". Part 3 of Clicker Training.
Quietly whistling, Linda glances at the stove's clock as she moves a cast iron griddle off the stove top and takes a platter of pancakes to the table. "Hmmm, I'd have expected at least Rose to be down here by now. Poor girl must have exhausted herself practicing yesterday." Wiping her hands clean on a dish cloth, she heads upstairs, shaking her head at her older daughter's willfulness. Lily not waking herself up was nothing unusual; most mornings, Rose ended up being responsible for getting both of them out of bed and moving.
Her ears quirk at an unexpected noise as she reaches Rose's door - the wolfess' alarm clock is going off, the relatively quiet device audible faintly through the door. Linda had initially assumed Rose had simply forgotten to set it, but after waiting for a few seconds without the device being silenced, opens the door with a bit of concern and steps in to find Rose's bed empty. Silencing the alarm, she heads further down the hall. The bathroom is also empty, leaving only Lily's room. The older wolfess knocks quietly on the door, and hearing no answer, she turns the knob and pokes her head in.
A smile crosses her face and her tail starts wagging gently once she catches sight of her daughters cuddling under the sheet of Lily's bed. Before moving, such a sight had been quite frequent, but as far as Linda remembered, this was the first time they had slept together since the move. While curious about the occasion, she was always happy to see the twins staying closer to one another. She considers just letting them sleep in, but it is unfortunately a school day.
"Girls, time to get up! Breakfast is ready!" She has to hold back laughter as two pairs of eyes shoot open and Rose suddenly sits up, startled and turning red, seemingly embarrassed at being caught in a cuddly mood. She looks ready to start making some excuse or another, but Linda doesn't give her time. "Nothing wrong with a bit of cuddling, little flower. The food is getting cold, you two had better get moving if you're going to eat and make it to class on time!"
Rose just blinked at the door as her mom stepped out and closed it, mouth hanging slightly agape, words caught in her throat and heart feeling like it was going to beat out of her chest. She had been certain, when she saw her mother's face, that the two of them had been found out, and that they were about to be in the deepest trouble of their lives.
The bed shifts and she feels a pair of arms wrap around her waist; mom's words finally sinking in, she sags back into Lily's embrace, the adrenaline draining away as quickly as it had been summoned. "You keep acting jumpy like that and she might start to think something's wrong, Rose. Besides..." Rose feels herself pulled backwards, the pair falling back down onto the bed. "Nothing wrong with cuddles!"
Smiling, Rose snuggles back into her sister's touch, treasuring the warmth, as well as the feeling of Lily's bare breasts pressing against her back. "I suppose there isn't anything wrong with some cuddling. However, we really do need to get up. I smell pancakes." Reluctantly, the two climbed out of bed and each slipped on a long t-shirt and some underwear (Rose needing to stop by her own room to retrieve the latter), before padding downstairs on bare paws and joining their parents at the table.
While it seemed they were in the clear, Rose still had trouble meeting her mother's eyes, instead focusing on her breakfast; Linda merely smiled at her bashful daughter, tail still slightly wagging through the gap in her chair. "The two of you have practice tonight, don't you?"
Hastily swallowing, Lily nods. "Yep! Got our first game coming in two weeks, so Coach is gonna give us our assignments after practice today."
"That's why you spent so much time practicing this weekend?"
Rose responds, "Yeah, last week wasn't really good enough for some of the drills we were wanting to do for the game. If we don't get them this week, we might have to cut back to a more basic routine. With Coach's emphasis on going after the state championship this year, that really wouldn't be a good start." Cocking her head to her side, she turns to her father. "Dad, you think you can make this one? I know you've been busy, but we've been working really hard for this!"
The bespectacled male at the table takes a moment to respond, his attention seemingly divided between the conversation and his hasty attempt at punching an email in to his Blackberry. Task complete, he looks up and smiles at his daughter. "Wouldn't dream of missing it, honey. Already told my boss that I've got a date that evening that I'm not going to let him interrupt. Fortunately, our current proposal is winding down, so he didn't have any complaints about it."
Lily's arms shoot up into the air. "Yay, Dad's coming!" Rose is somewhat more reserved in her celebration, but still smiles broadly at the news. "Now we definitely need to do well!"
"I'm sure you'll do great, girls," Linda replies, glancing back at the clock. "Now Rose, Lily, John - all three of you had better finish eating or you're all going to be late."
Lightly panting, Rose slipped in to her homeroom class and in to her seat. It was fortunate that she was in good shape, as getting to class on time had required a bit of running this morning, especially for Rose, whose homeroom was deeper into the building than Lily's. While she and Lily were in the same grade, and took essentially the same classes, the two were unfortunately almost universally in separate sessions of each one. This was not a coincidence - the two had become rather notorious in middle school for playing identical twin tricks on people, so the administration at the high school had, upon receiving their records, very specifically set their schedules avoid as much overlap as possible.
She heard a bit of movement behind, before the wolfess' vision was suddenly obscured. "Guess who!"
"Hmmm... It could be Jess... or it could be Beth... orrrrr it could be the only person in this entire class who has cheetah spots on her hand fur. Not to mention, I don't know anyone else who wears so many bracelets you can hear them jingling half the building away. How are you doing today, Vicky?"
"Aww, you could have at least pretended not to get it," the cheetah sighed, unwrapping her paws from around Rose's head before sitting down at the desk next to the wolfess. Victoria, or Vicky for anyone who really knew her, was one of Rose's friends from Middle School, as well as the only other freshman to have made the varsity cheer squad. The waifish cat looked diminutive next to the taller and more heavily built wolfess, and the effect was only accentuated by their clothing - Vicky wearing nearly form-fitting jeans and a black t-shirt with a band logo, and Rose wearing a much looser cut pair of jeans a button-up blouse, tighter fitting clothes being uncomfortable for her far denser coat.
"The first time, sure. The second time... maybe. But unless I'm forgetting something, this would make the... well, *every* morning since school started?"
"OK, OK, you have a point, but I just do it 'cause I love ya, Rosie. Anyway, you feeling better? Big practice today. You and that sister of yours better be able to toss me like a sack of potatoes, because I don't want to have to climb that damn pyramid again. Air wolf is much more fun!"
Rose sighed, shaking her head at the exuberant cat. It was really a wonder Vicky and Rose has ended up hanging out so much - in Rose's eyes, the cheetah seemed a better fit for Lily, and they certainly did get along, but weren't nearly as close as she and Rose. "Don't need to worry about us. I think Thor was feeling neglected from all the time we spent practicing. And it turns out Lily is actually pretty good at teaching this stuff." She suddenly started blushing at the memory; before it became bad enough to be noticable, she decided to shift the topic. "Anyway, *I'm* not the one that needs to worry. What was it Mr. Harris said - one more late math homework and you'd get suspended from the team for two weeks?"
"Oh Fu..."
"Aaaand I think he said the same about cussing."
"...uuudge. Um, can I copy yours? Just this time, I swear!"
"I'm pretty sure that's *also* the same thing that's happened pretty much every day since we started. And the answer is the same, no, but grab your book, it's not due until after lunch, I'll help."
The cheetah gave a Cheshire grin as she grabbed the Algebra book from her backpack. "You're a lifesaver like usual, pup! Swear I'll make it up to you some time."
"I know just what you can do for me... do your homework next time!"
"Hey, I owe you a favor, not some Wookie life debt. Gotta keep your request reasonable."
Rose just brought her palm up to her face with a sigh.
"Fine, fine. Next time, I'll get half of it done before class. That work?"
"It... would at least be an improvement. Lets start with that."
"OK girls, last section of the routine - you get this and we'll be ready to go for the game." Lifting her whistle to her lips, Coach Thompson starts the squad moving. Five of the girls start a basic human pyramid, everything but the topmost member. Meanwhile, Vicky, Rose, and Lily set up just to the side - Rose and Lily face to face a few feet away from the pyramid, crouching down and hands held ready to grab, with Vicky standing a bit further away, waiting for the pyramid to finish.
As soon as the last of the members of the pyramid found their footing, the cheetah breaks into a sprint like only the nimble cats could; approaching where the wolves waited, she dives forward onto her hands and does a forward somersault, timed to land on her feet just past Rose and Lily. Rather than reaching the ground, the wolves cup their hands under her feet as the cheetah bends her knees, then with a combined effort, all three spring up and *launch* Vicky into the air with another flip. Their aim is perfect - the more experienced members of the squad in the pyramid are ready, and bracing themselves, they also grab the cheetah's feet, but this time, to halt her momentum. Vicky wobbles briefly as she gathers herself, then stands upright and throws her arms in the air with a yell of exultation.
Another whistle, and the coach starts clapping. "Fantastic! I think this is the first squad I've had get that routine down before the first game, looks like we'll be able to run it unmodified! Keep this pace up, and we may even be able to make a run for nationals this year! Well, that's it for tonight - you're dismissed." Rose and Lily step over to the other members of the squad and help them climb down - there were fancy ways to dismount from the formation, but they had decided to make the pyramid the final part of their routine this time, and would start working on that for future improvements.
With that, they broke for the locker room showers to get cleaned up. There was a general buzz of excitement at their progress, but Rose notices Vicky suddenly start frowning as she takes her stuff out of her locker and checks her phone. "What's wrong, kitty?"
"Ugh, my brother was supposed to pick me up after practice, but his car broke down, and Mom's not getting off work until 9. Hell, I could probably walk home by then. Actually, walk home... think your parents would mind if I came over tonight? I know your mom doesn't like having stuff on school nights, but there, like, reasons and stuff for it this time!"
"Mom's strict, but I can't see her saying no to this." Giving a sinister, toothy wolf grin, Rose continues in a menacing tone, "Besides, this way, I'll have you right where I want you!"
"Eeep - right where you want me? What, is the big bad wolfess gonna pin me down and spend all night ravishing a poor little kitty? Maybe you and that sister of yours can gang up on me like wild pack animals?"
"That's..." Rose facepalms at the cat (not an uncommon reaction)ty, although she is surprised at another thought that seemingly awakens within her - that Vicky's crazy statement really doesn't sound that bad. She'd never even considered Vicky in that way before, but after the previous day, it almost felt like something had awoken within... and that something had given a little growl of hunger. "No, you silly cheetah - I'm going to pin you down *and make you do your math homework*."
Rose sprawled across the couch in the living room, one arm draped off the side of the couch and idly scratching Thor's head, the other flipping through pages of her English textbook as she slowly kicked her legs in the air. Linda hadn't objected to Vicky coming over for dinner, she couldn't say no to a friend in need (not to mention that the girl's father had gotten stuck working late, again, and hence she had an extra plate of hot food ready). However, she had drawn the line at staying any longer on a school night. Instead, the black wolfess offered to drive Vicky home herself. The cheetah lived a good distance outside of town, but it was a trip that Linda was already quite familiar with from several years of friendship between the girls.
Her ears twitch as she hears footsteps coming down the stairs. She hears a couple of seconds of giggling before Lily suddenly starts talking. "Hey Thor, wanna see a trick?" The German Shepherd gives an excited bark upon hearing his name, getting up and plodding over to Lily. Rose pushes herself up on her elbows and looks over her shoulder, trying to figure out what her sister is up to. "OK, watch this, furball. Rose, sit!"
"What are you..."
"No, bad Rose!" Lily steps forward and boops the other wolfess on the nose with her index finger. "Rose, sit!"
The older twin's breath catches and her face suddenly acquires a shade befitting her namesake as she realizes what's happening. Both of their parents are gone, and it will be another hour at the earliest before either gets back. It seems Lily didn't want to waste a moment in making the most of the opportunity.
As silly as the command was, Rose finds herself unable to ignore it. Closing her textbook, she sits up on the couch, eyes locked on Lily the entire time.
*Click!*
So that's why Lily had gone upstairs when Linda had left - to retrieve the clicker. The sound seems to touch something primal deep within - much like what she had felt earlier, although in some ways very different, this sensation one of satisfaction, rather than hunger. "Good girl, mostly. Although I do seem to remember Mom having a rule about no pets on the furniture. So lets try this again. Rose, sit!"
Dutifully, the wolfess slides off couch to her knees; looking over at Thor, who is also sitting, she decides that maybe Lily would like Rose to match his form, so she also leans forward and plants her palms on the floor.
*Click!*
"Not just a pretty puppy, but a fast learner too." Lily steps forward between Rose and Thor and plants a hand on each one's head, slipping the clicker into the palm of the hand petting Thor; Thor happily pushes back against the petting appendage, but Rose, unaccustomed to the gesture, finds her ears twitching madly as Lily's blunted claws rub at their roots. "Although there is something a bit confusing going on here. See, you're answering to Rose, but Rose is my sister's name - it shouldn't be my pet's name. I think we need to find a proper name for you. Well, my other pet is named Thor, so I guess we can keep the theme going - I think I'm going to call you Freya. How does that sound, girl? Can Freya be your name now?"
Rose's ears are still twitching under the stroking; still, the contact means Lily can easily feel as she gives a slight nod of her head. "That's..."
She is suddenly interrupted as Lily pulls her hand back and gives Rose another light boop on the nose. "That didn't sound like a nice pet noise. Now tell me properly - do you want to be called Freya?"
"W...oof?"
*Click!*
"Good girl, Freya! You're learning so quickly, I know the trainer said not to try too many new tricks in one session, but I think you can take another one. Do you think you can take another one, pet?"
"Woof!"
Lily's grin widens and her tail starts wagging in anticipation. "OK, Freya. It's kind of hard to see your conformation right now. I mean, it looks like you're doing the right thing... but with all that fabric in the way, how can I really be sure? So our last command for the night - Freya, strip!"
Rose finds herself sitting back on her haunches and her hand reaching for the hem of her shirt before she even realizes she's doing it. Still, even when she does realize it, she doesn't try to stop herself. Her blouse slips over her head in seconds, not even taking time to unbutton it; her bra is unlatched and drops to the floor seconds later. She pauses for a moment, but decides she can't really keep sitting if she's going to get the rest off. Standing up, she unbuttons the front and tail flap of her jeans and slides them to the floor, her claws hooking the waist of her panties and taking them down at the same time, leaving her standing bare in the middle of the living room. The fur between her legs glistens from her natural lubrication, a thin string temporarily stretching from her spade to her soaked panties as she pulls them down. Not having been given another command, she fidgets for a moment, before grasping her hands in front of her and simply standing still.
*Click!*
"Goooood girl, Freya. We'll have to work on your technique a bit next time, that was a bit quick, but for a first go, it was just fantastic." The younger sister steps forward and then starts circling her twin, her tail moving even faster. "Now I can see all of your... conformation." She reaches one paw out and starts running her claws through the fur of Rose's back, sides, and belly as she circles, Rose giving little shudders as Lily touches ticklish spots, but trying her best to stay still. "And what wonderful conformation it is. Every bit, just right, and so smart... you're just my perfect pet, aren't you, Freya?"
"Woof!"
Stepping in closer to her sister's back, Lily wraps her arms around Rose and pulls her tight. However, those hands quickly depart from their simple sisterly embrace, sliding quickly up to her her chest, cupping her breasts and pinching the nipples between her soft pads. Rose pushes her chest forward, mashing her breasts into Lily's hand, the incredibly aroused wolfess starting to moan as her sister starts manipulating her rapidly hardening nubs. "Now, it's not training without a proper reward. What sort of reward, do you want, pet? I think pets can know a few words for how they'd like to be rewarded."
"L... lick..."
"Lick? There's lots of ways for an owner to lick her pet." As if to demonstrate, Lily runs her tongue along the edge of Rose's ear, earning a slight whimper for her effort. "You're going to have to be more specific."
"Please lick... my..."
"Your what?"
"My... spade. Please lick me like... like I licked you, mistress!"
"Ah, now that is a proper reward for my perfect pet. Get back on the couch and spread your legs."
Slipping out of Lily's grasp, Rose sits down in the center of the couch, Leaning back and pulling her feet up onto the edge of the cushion, letting her spread herself as wide as possible. She meets her twin's eyes as Lily saunters over and then crouches down, slowly lowering her muzzle to Rose's spade. She can immediately tell why Rose had been so eager the night before - the smell of her sister's musk is nearly overwhelming.
Her broad tongue laps across the engorged flesh of Rose's canine spade, engulfing it in warmth and wetness; she finds the taste slightly sour, but not at all unpleasant. Reaching up around around her sister's legs, she gently places on hand on each hip to hold her sister in place before rolling her tongue and pushing forward into the furnace of Rose's tunnel.
Uninhibited by the risk of anyone hearing them, Rose moans out loudly as she is pierced, never before having had anything but a finger inside, and that not nearly as long or as wet as a wolf's questing tongue. She tries to hump back into Lily's muzzle, but Lily isn't having any of it; the younger sister tightens her grip on Rose's hips and holds her down, withdrawing her tongue nearly completely before pushing it back in.
Where Rose's oral efforts the night before had been nearly desperate in their intensity and speed, Lily decides to takes things more slowly. She gently teases at Rose's tunnel, giving little laps rather than long licks of her tongue. She gradually probes at all of her increasingly aroused and vocal sister's spots, finding the most sensitive ones and frequently returning, but never quite giving her enough to take her over the edge.
Rose's vocalizations get increasingly frantic, huffing for breaths between high pitched moans and wails. She starts pushing harder against Lily's grip, trying to force the tongue to quit toying with her, to stick to one spot long enough to find relief.
Finally, Lily decides she simply can't keep this up any longer, her older twin's attempts to break free nearly having succeeded a couple of times. There was one spot that had seemed particular sensitive on the top of Rose's channel, and this time, rather than a little lap, Lily pushes her tongue all the way in, pushes fully against it, and then licks with all the force and length she can muster.
This does the trick, Rose's legs clamping down on her head as she lets loose a howl loud enough that Lily starts to wonder if the neighbors can hear it. Still, if they were going to hear it, it would have already happened, so she pushes her tongue in and licks again across the same spot, causing Rose's howl to catch in her throat; the nude wolfess' eyes roll back in her head as her entire body seizes in a second orgasm, this time filling Lily's mouth with more of her stick fluids.
The two simply rest there for several minutes, Rose periodically giving little shudders as she catches her breath, and Lily gently grooming the fur of her sister's thighs, licking up the last vestiges of her arousal. As she feels Rose's body finally start relaxing back into the couch, Lily slides up her body and lays on top of her, chest to chest, all smiles as she looks into her sister's eyes. "So did my little pet enjoy her reward?"
"Ye... woof."
Lily leans forward and plant's a kiss on Rose's muzzle. Rose leans forward to meet the kiss, her mouth parting slightly, but Lily leans back. "Later. Mom'll be getting home soon, we need to get cleaned up, Rosie. Meet in my room after everyone's in bed?"
"Of course. Tonight, every night, as often as you'll have me."
"Love you, Rose."
"Love you, Lily."