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Peridot's Pet Training	By : ScienceofPorn Category: +S through Z > Steven Universe Views: 16433 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Peridot caressed the large violet rod present in her mouth, though her current master was short in stature her girth was incredible. They had moved to a corner of the warehouse, away from the dawn. Amethyst didn’t like to be kept waiting.

“There you go. Polish it good, that’s all the lube you’re getting when I stick it in your pooper.” Her black strap had fallen off her shoulder, revealing a rounded breast.

Peridot popped off in surprise, “But you said you were going to pound my pussy!”

“Pussy, pooper, whatever. I’m gonna try em all. Just keep sucking.”

Semen hung from her lips as she took up the shaft again and aligned the mighty vein between her front teeth.

“I hope you didn’t get too bored with Pearl. She can be a real drag, outsourcing her dicking to others. You don’t have to worry about me though. I like it personal.”

Cream claimed Peridot’s nostrils. She didn’t mind, her gag reflex was long gone, and the only thing she wanted was more of it.

How had things turned around so quickly? Yesterday she felt the the sharp sting of humiliation, a dread that no matter what she did, she would remain a plaything for a group of animalistic rebels and their human pets. But now she found herself okay with the prospect, even content with it.

“Ungh, fuck.” Amethyst slumped her back to the wall and closed her eyes as she finished.

“Did I do good?”

“You were made to be a slut.”

“T-thank you?” Peridot tried to take it as a compliment.

“You know,” Amethyst casually stroked her cock, and jabbed two fingers into the puffy pussy lips underneath. “I wasn’t around for the invasion. I popped out of my hole a little late. So I never had any real beef with Homeworld.”

“That much is obvious. Your size is indicative that you didn’t form correctly.”

Amethyst squinted and corrected her stance. “Are you calling me…small?”

“Well, yes…I mean no! No, no, no, you’re huuuuge!”

Amethyst slammed her to the cold concrete floor.” Who’re you calling small, you measly little fucktart?”

“I didn’t mean it, I swear!”
“God, you’re adorable when you’re scared. Here it comes!”

The air was forced from Peridot’s lungs as Amethyst began to plow. Despite being filled to the brim, her massive tool continued to grow, seemingly challenged by her words. Sloppy kisses assaulted her mouth and cheeks, though they soon turned to long strokes of the tongue against her neck.

“Mmmm, Peri wants it big, huh?” she groped and nuzzled.

“Uh-uh, uh-uh!” she shook her head and squirmed.

“Don’t lie to me. What Peri wants, Peri gets.”

Peridot was overtaken by shadow. Amethyst was changing before her eyes. In a quick flash of light she was met with a jungle of white chest hair. Enormous arms pinned her, and she felt the presence within her swell.

“Big enough for you?” The man-beast bellowed.

“Yes, yes, ugghh!” she whined. She was being suffocated by hair and pecs. Every lunge was like a heavy gift she had to open, a present filled with the promise of seed. She plucked her green-grape nipples and shivered.

“I’ll teach you to take a pounding. That’s about all you’re good for.”

“Y-you call this fucking?” Peridot chattered. “Pearl’s shoe was more insistent than this.”

Amethyst stopped and pulled out, leaving long syrupy trails to drip from her genitals. With one arm she held the tiny gem aloft. “You really love playing with fire, don’t you?”

Peridot gulped, reading the deviant grin across her face. She longed to be punished, but wondered if she had taken it too far.

She bit her tongue as Amethyst sucker-punched her womb. Like a training dummy she absorbed blow after blow. Some were aimed for her stomach, but more were directed at her pussy and mound. Her legs jangled as she was subjected to her lesson; squeaks and moans her only response.

“Fffffffuck, yessss.” She could see where her skin was turning darker and spongier under her knuckles. She was on the verge of poofing, and her visor had turned opaque with steamy sweat. As the last punch landed square into her battered pubic mound she let loose a hot river of tawny piss onto her thighs.

Amethyst watched as it drained down her ankles and hit the ground. The pint-sized masochist offered slow breaths and gave defeated, satisfied smile. “Thank you. Thank youuuuu.”

“You just gonna leave that piss there?” she grabbed her by the scruff of the neck and forced her head into the puddle.

“No, ma’am.” She lapped at her own salty shame and tasted the filthy tracks of dirt left by the hundred footfalls from last night.

“Let’s see how you feel about my methods now, bitch.” Large hands enveloped her asscheeks, the branded flesh still glowing from the hours previous.

The gargantuan rod burned in her pussy now. Her clit pulsed as it tried to recover from the damage dealt around it, and each savage thrust willed it to grow harder. Her face was smeared into the pungent pool of urine and made to mop up what she could with her hair.

Veins bulged throughout Amethyst’s anatomy as she drilled and slapped. Barbs began to sprout from her shaft; tiny angular cuts of purple crystal, that scraped longingly along Peridot’s insides.

She moaned as could finally unleash her payload. From her freshly formed balls, she squeezed out thick, buttery libations. It was more than the green brat deserved, a quart of prime slime delivered into her puny, begging hole.

She screamed as her stomach bulged with the burden, and quickly contracted as the bulk surged out and painted her legs. The orgasm was rich and lasting, each fucking netting her greater and greater returns.

In the next moment she was taken into a full-nelson and walked to a small cracked mirror on the wall.

“Just look at you!” Amethyst’s cock swung mightily under her. “Technician, my ass. You’re a cumdump through and through!”

Peridot looked over her used, fucked-out form. Her pussy gaped open and showed the lighter lime-green of her insides, decorated with webbing. To think that just yesterday she had been puzzled as to its use. She was quivering, but could not keep the smirk away from her face. She couldn’t stop giggling at what a mess she’d become.

“We gotta get piercings for these things.” Amethyst nodded to her nipples.

“What are piercings?”

“Oh, baby, you still have so much to learn.”

At a shrug she was dropped from Amethyst’s arms, who returned to her default figure. From the gleaming gem on her chest she tore out a whip. “Let’s go for a stroll and I’ll show you.”

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The walk back to the temple had been a long one. Much like before she felt the sting of embarrassment as she was forced to crawl behind her most recent master, and yet she loved the way people gawked at her drooling holes and darkened bruises. It was beginning to become a source of pride, to which there was no equal. The whip made for a good leash and dug into her neck should she fall too far behind. It remained on her person as she entered Amethyst’s door.

The room was cavernous and grand, with translucent violet stalagmites formed between mounds of human garbage and nameless instruments. Mattresses sat by microwaves and bags of moldy food languished amongst boxing gloves and training equipment. Amazingly, even the trunk of car emerged from a pile filled with newspapers and ratty clothes. Waterfalls fell sparingly from above, collecting into unknown reservoirs below.

“This is your room? How are you able to find anything?” Peridot looked at the endless clutter and literal mountains of debris.

“I have a system.” She tore threw a batch of cardboard boxes stained with grease. “Ah, here they are! Now about those nipples…”

She produced a box of needles and a handful of barbell studs.

“W-what are you going to do with those sharp implements?” Peridot shrank and covered her breasts.

“Do you ever shut the fuck up? You’re cute as hell, but that mouth…yeah, yeah that mouth too.”

“What about my mouth?”

“Let’s see that tongue.” She advanced and backed her into a corner.

“Erm, uh, okaaa—” Amethyst seized it from between her jabbering lips and readied a single needle.

Peridot grew crosseyed as sharp pain echoed through the muscle, she tried to pull away, but it was no use. “Ahh! Whaddara doin’ooomah?”

“Quit moving, I have to screw the stud on. This’ll look great.”

The taste of cold metal was immediately apparent. It shared the same rankness that the room exuded. A pretty chrome ball now rested in the center of her tongue.

“Ahhh, dis is noot wigght! Git it outta me!”

“You’ll get used to it. You’ve got bigger problems to worry about in the meantime.” With a pair of tongs she had unearthed from god knows where she snapped at her nipples.

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“There we go. Sexy jewelry for a sexy pet!” Amethyst eyed her handiwork. The two studs on her chest would be excellent for playtime, the black metal accented her skin-tone and brought her breasts forward.

“Dat urt!”

“Quit complaining. You can talk normally, you know.”

“Wincanna…err…when…can…I take these out?” she winced as she traced her middle finger around her aureolas.

“Take ‘em out? Sweetie, those are yours for life.”

“Whaaaaat?”

“I gotta try out that ball-bearing I put in your yapper. C’mere.”

Peridot was tossed onto a mattress that smelled of french fries and pizza. Amethyst had undressed once more and showed off her natural curvy shape. Her sweet, slight rolls only added to her tantalizing design. Her mane of off-white hair sparkled in front of the waterfall.

Passionately she embraced her pet, running her hands over her smooth limbs and squeezing her butt as she ground her purple pussy against her thigh.

Peridot’s tried to think under the molesting fingers. Was this really one of the individuals who not two days ago she had tried to destroy? Why was she the recipient of such lustful throws? Her traps had nearly taken the lives of her teammates. Could this earthling not make up her mind?

Amethyst moved to her forehead and began to polish and slurp at her gemstone. She could hear the light clicking as enamel met mineral. She was insistent on making it shine.

She whined and trembled as the core of her being was explored. Opening her eyes she saw now that Amethyst’s own was presented before her. Wedged between her round, full breasts it shimmered under the light. She had never touched another’s gemstone, yet alone orally caressed one. Kissing the wonderfully ridged surface, she felt another tendril of Homeworld’s influence vanish.

“I see you decided to help yourself.” Amethyst said quietly, her lips still hugging the rock candy above Peridot’s brow. “Feel’s good, huh? It’s like all of you is getting licked at once. Don’t hesitate to take inventory.”

With more force than she expected, Peridot buried her face into her intoxicating, pillowy void. Mounds of flesh hung over her tiny shoulders and cradled her. Pinching her pert, lavender nipples she continued. So many facets, such endearing trust put into her very mouth. She would clean every gleaming edge.

“Use that tongue stud, you worthless toy.”

The pinpoint of metal glided along the rock with a light tap. It was made to skate wistfully over the surface as it was guided by saliva.

“That’s it…scrape me up. It feels so fucking good.” Amethyst endured several more swift licks before gathering her and addressing her face to face.

“Come here. I’m gonna teach you how to make out.” She latched onto Peridot and let her tongue dance.

Twisting the silver barbells between her fingers she catalogued the huffs and squeals her victim gave up. Her luscious feline lips were large and sucked the life out of her. Taking up her leash she pulled her closer and stroked her plentiful straw-yellow hair.

“I really like this…”

“You like it as much as getting your pussy punched?” Amethyst delivered a swift one-inch blow to her crotch.

“Unnh!” she jolted in surprise.

“You’re such a fun plaything. So jumpy.” She flipped her silvery mane and rose. “Ok. Open up, I’ve a got serious itch that only you can scratch.

Amethyst pulled the cordage off her neck and snapped it. Her weapon certainly fit her domineering nature. Overcooked or not, she still possessed the lively spirit of a warrior, as well as a plump, juicy ass.

The moon was setting on Peridot’s face. Her mistress’ cheeks flattened against her visor, while her winking mauve star found her nose. She had only now witnessed the majesty of her unmodified pussy, whose moist lips sank against her septum.

“Clit. Clean it. Now.”

Peridot obeyed. Like a cat lapping at a saucer of warm milk, she gave up her oral ability. The stud was a welcome addition to her repertoire, serving its intended purpose as it oscillated over the bead. She tasted sweat, but even more she tasted the crisp, hardened layer of semen that had dried since their earlier exercise. Through her anus, she could smell the potent scent of grape.

Even expecting it, Peridot snapped at her own tongue, as the whip was brought against her. Where others had sought to bring her bottom to smolder, Amethyst was only interested in adorning her pussy with as many colorful lashes as possible.

“You having problems licking?” another sharp crack blistered at her precious bits. “Cause if you can’t handle it I can always do it myself.”

Hot huffs escaped Peridot as she tried to concentrate. How could she when her own clit was being lambasted with a thorny whip, wielded by a woman with even thornier ideals? Her pubic flesh was mad raw, despite her best efforts. Her tiny feet furling with each strike.

“Jeez, and Pearl says I’m lazy. Since you won’t pick up the pace, I gotta go for the deepthroat.”

Blinding alabaster light provided the tools she would need. A noxious, textile sack plugged Peridot’s nostrils. The Puma’s cock had returned.

It wasn’t two seconds before it was set rocketing down her throat. The mattress creaked with strain set against the springs, and Peridot could no longer hear the crash of the waterfall, only the sick greased slapping of dick hitting her.

Amethyst groaned and braced herself; the stud now working its magic into her shaft. She pumped lightning fast, seemingly oblivious to the crazed gurgles she produced from her pet. For long minutes she reveled in the bliss of her slack-jawed underling. The fit was tight and mind-melting, she could feel Peridot’s uvula brush and scrub her frenum for all it was worth.

Like an elevator at capacity, her esophagus hastened to bring load after load into her awaiting gullet. Amethyst’s cries echoed off the walls of the cavern as she came and rubbed her breasts. Such pleasure was unreal. She had finally found the perfect fucktoy.

“Goddamn, P, all that talking has turned your mouth into paradise.”

Peridot’s chest heaved, a ring of slime graced her mouth, and she tried to breath normally. Her mind was still miles away.

“We are definitely doing this everyday from now on.”

“Every…day?”

“That’s right, you lucky little girl. All of my human friends keep giving up on me after the first week, but not you. You’re here to stay.” She flopped onto the bed next to her and pawed at her tits.

“Ugggh….”

“I knew you’d like the idea.”

From behind a trash-pile, Peridot saw a tall figure emerge. It was the leader of their faction. The fusion Garnet. She walked with purpose, her expression stone.

“Amethyst!” she spoke. “What do you think you are doing?”

“G-garnet! We were just, well…we just…Pearl did it too!”

“I don’t care.” She crunched some garbage underfoot as she approached them. “This is extremely inappropriate. Peridot either needs to be bubbled, or addressed for any knowledge she might have regarding Homeworld.”

“Pfft. Whatever.”

“I am taking her to be interrogated, so we can resolve this once and for all. Do you understand?”

“I guess. It’s not like I was using her or anything.” Amethyst peeled up and crossed her arms.

“And make yourself presentable. Steven will be back in a few days, and I don’t want your dick on display.”

With one arm she hauled Peridot from her resting place, and threw her over shoulder. With wide steps she made her way to the door.

“Oh my stars, thank you.” The tiny green gem said exasperated. “I need a break from all this. It’s unending. Admittedly, fun in some respects…b-but mostly distressing and painful. I will gladly tell you all you need to know about—”

She froze as Garnet brought a finger to her lips. “Shh.”

“W-what is it?”

“Now it’s my turn."

To be continued in Chapter 5: Garnet's Gauntlet (Get it?)
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