Professor's Pet

Twelve*

Warnings: sub!Kate; dark!Dom!Owner!Reader; dark!widow; standing cnc; collaring; leash-training; dumbification; physical punishments; degrading; oral; training; voyeurism/exhibitionism; dom/sub-master/pet dynamics in public; sharing; flirting; power imbalance professor/students; public sexual acts; orgasm control; strap-on use; fingering; feral!doms; some violence; blood; dark!Natasha; dark!sub!Wanda;

You had a week to prepare the pup for what was about to happen. Every year around the start of the semester Natasha threw a fancy party to welcome the staff to another year. Invitations were not optional, and you had been specifically required to bring your pet to see how well behaved the puppy could be in public.

"Again." Your voice was tired but patient as your ran Kate through drills for your hand signals. It was imperative not only for your relationship, but also for your boss that Kate learn to understand your orders verbally or not, and you had been practicing for an hour straight. You snapped your fingers and Kate immediately moved to your side in heel position. You pointed a single finger to a spot at your feet, and she immediately knelt at your feet. You smiled, kissing her forehead and earning a smile in return. Over the past few days of training together she had pleased and surprised you with not only her quickness at picking things up, but her unquestioning desire to make you happy and proud. And you were. You waved your hand, releasing Kate from her position. Kate walked several paces away before turning to face you again. You gestured for her to stay. Open Palm. Simple. Now things were going to get more complicated.

"There are how many warnings before punishment for disobedience?" You asked, taking the time to stare at her eyes intently. They were focused on you like nothing else existed and the younger woman was practically vibrating in her need to make you happy.

"Three, Professor." Her answer was immediate, and correct. "Finger up, corresponding to the number of the warning near your right eye."

"And the signal for punishment earned?" You watched her carefully for this one, needing to make sure that she understood.

"Wrists crossed in front." Kate moved her hands across each other in front of her body. Discreet unless you were looking for it specifically.

"If you are uncomfortable?" You let Kate pick this sign for you both, and she chose the one you usually used without any prompting. A slight tug on the earlobe. You finally relaxed and rolled your shoulder, confident that she understood. "Lastly, and this is important, princess." Kate blinked, not interrupting. "If we are separated for any reason – any reason at all – I will do whatever I have to in order to get to you. Obey Natasha if she gives you an order. Be respectful to Yelena. And be patient for me. Can you do that?" Kate nodded instantly and your fingers brushed her cheeks tenderly before your thumb slid into her mouth. Her eyes twinkled and she grinned at you. "Ready for your reward?"