The Drowning Dog

At this moment, the dog girl was being caned in the back for defecating in the main area of the party by her client. Even though it was her client that instructed her to do so, she still had to take the unreasonable beatings with silent cries as rich men knew no reason.

As a crowd began to gather around the naked girl now being forced to eat her feces off the ground, the Young Master's wife also dragged him along to spectate. His wife chuckled at the sight of the girl wallowing in her own filth and commented on how disgusting of an animal this client brought to an otherwise high-class party.

By the looks of it, the wife didn't even treat the dog girl like she was a girl; instead, she viewed her as if she were a genuine beast, a freak of nature.

After cleaning the place with her tongue, the dog girl was pulled along by her owner to the fountain at the middle of the central manor's plaza. The crowd also followed along as they saw the client pick the girl up by her legs and toss her cruelly into the fountain.

It was already autumn, quite chilly in the year for an outdoor party, but it was specially requested for by the rich for a change in atmosphere. Because of this, it was already crazy to crawl around naked in such weather, much less bathe in a fountain.

In a few seconds, the girl's already goosebump-filled started shivering unceasingly in the water. She wanted to get out of the fountain, but everytime she approached its rim to climb out, she'd be caned mercilessly by her client. Consequently, she could only endure.

15 minutes later, she was still in the fountain and on the verge of fainting. Claiming she didn't get soaked enough, the client repeatedly dunked her head in the fountain, nearly suffocating her multiple times.