An anthro white-furred cat named Nicole, was greatly looking forward to training her anthro black-furred dog husband Bryan for competing in the annual local dog show. Every year, Bryan would be trained to absolute perfection by his wife and dominate the show, and they were the top champions for four years running.

This dog show had an unusually erotic twist to it, as all of the canines competing in the event were strutting their stuff while completely naked. Nicole fondly thought back to last year’s show, where her naked husband was racing on all fours throughout the dog agility obstacle course. Nicole remembered her husband furiously blushing while all of the judges at the show were wolf-whistling and catcalling to him.

In the present day, Nicole was setting up several dog agility obstacles she had purchased over the years all over her lawn to create a home version of the show’s course, so she could begin training Bryan and defend their four-year winning streak. When she finished building the course, Nicole brought two fingers up to her mouth to loudly whistle for the dog’s attention. “Come here, boy!”

Bryan immediately ran out of the house on all fours towards his wife naked, stopping and dropping down onto his hands and knees in front of the cat’s feet in a worshipful pose. The dog took great delight in noticing how Nicole was wearing a pair of sparkly red open-toed high heels, and her pretty little toes that were poking through had their nails painted in a very tantalizing pink color. Bryan pushed his face forward so he could rain down a quick succession of reverent kisses over her beautiful toes.

“Yes mistress… yes mistress…” Bryan repeated in between kissing her toes.

Nicole reached down to stroke her hand throughout her husband’s soft mane. “Good boy… such a good boy…” She cooed while making her husband’s fluffy tail wag happily. “I just finished setting up a miniature version of the dog show’s obstacle course. Ready for me to begin training you into winning for the fifth time in a row?”

“I’m more than ready, mistress.” Bryan continued gingerly kissing his wife’s toes.

“Purrfect…” Nicole seductively moaned from getting her toes worshipped. She lightly pressed her toes against her husband’s mouth, and gently yet firmly pushed her feet to shove the dog a little further back so she could have room to wiggle her toes in front of his eyes.

The way Nicole helped train her husband for the dog show, was by hypnotizing him into focusing intensely on her training commands by wiggling her toes and shining her sparkly high heels near his eyes. The more the cat wiggled her pretty pink-painted toes in Bryan’s sight, combined with subtly waving one of her red high heels like a hypnotic pendant back and forth, the more the dog felt a heavy mental toll pressing down against his increasingly docile mind.

Bryan sunk further onto his hands and knees while sighing happily as his wife’s hypnotic feet were assaulting and scrambling his mind. Nicole was giggling because the dog’s eyes had become so glassy, that she could see the sparkles of her high heels reflecting and blinking in and out of his eyes, making him look extra hypnotized.

“Focus… focus on me… focus on my heels… focus on my toes…” Nicole soothed out to her hypnotized husband. “Sear the image of my pretty toes in the back of your mind, as a gentle reminder to help hone your training.”

“I will, mistress.” Bryan felt every inch of his mind getting tickled by his wife’s sparkly heels. “I love it when you use your beautiful toes to guide me and mold me every step of the way, mistress.”

Nicole turned away to begin walking towards the first obstacle of her course. She clicked her fingers together to trigger her husband into following closely behind on all fours. She giggled as Bryan was trying to dive towards her feet to kiss them as she walked. She soon approached an inverted V-shaped ramp held up by a couple planks, and motioned to the dog to step near one of its ends.

Bryan kneeled down again trying to kiss the cat’s toes, though she playfully flicked his nose with one of her big toes. “These are a reward for you when you complete your trainings.” Nicole chuckled, while Bryan pouted a little. She held out one hand over the edge of the A-Frame and clicked her fingers, triggering Bryan into running up and down, back and forth across the frame.

Nicole found a lawn chair and dragged it in perfect view of her husband’s training. She sat down in the chair so she could pretend to be a judge, happily drinking in the delicious sight of the dog’s hard, erect cock waving to and fro every time he ran up to the peak of the frame. After racing back and forth for his wife’s amusement several times, Bryan ran off of one end of the obstacle and dizzily stumbled over to where Nicole was sitting, falling to his hands and knees at her feet.

“Did I perform my task to your ultimate satisfaction, mistress?” Bryan hopefully asked while kissing her toes.

Nicole reached out to stroke her hand throughout his hair. “Oh yes, sweet hubby.” She cooed. “I especially enjoyed watching you work up a sweat on my course. Almost got a little hypnotized myself watching your hot cock proudly wave in the air.” Nicole lowered her arm to cup her husband’s cock in her hand so she could lovingly caress it.

Bryan stopped kissing his wife’s toes as he developed a big blush over his cheeks, while Nicole gracefully stood up from her lawn chair that almost looked like a royal throne in the dog’s eyes. She clicked her fingers and patted her thigh to motion to her husband’s mind to follow closely behind her on all fours.

Nicole soon led her husband to a small wooden wall that she propped up with a couple posts on its sides. Nicole had Bryan sit down on his haunches on one side of the wall jump, while she strutted over to the other side facing her husband. She clicked her fingers and pointed towards herself, triggering Bryan into happily leaping over the short wall on all fours.

Nicole held out her arms with a sweet smile on her face, and caught her husband when he happily leapt into her arms for a warm embrace. Bryan was licking all over Nicole’s face while cuddling her, while she nuzzled her face over her husband’s while cuddling him right back. “Did I do good, mistress?” Bryan excitedly licked his wife’s face some more.

“Oh, of course you did, honey.” Nicole cheerfully answered her husband. “You don’t even need to ask. How about a few more practice jumps before we move on to the next obstacle?”

Nicole stepped over to the side of the wooden wall jump that Bryan was previously at, and clicked her fingers again. Bryan immediately leapt over the wall jump towards his wife once more, though this time he dove towards the grass so that he could pucker up his lips and rain down several kisses over Nicole’s toes.

Bryan and Nicole kept switching sides every time he jumped over the wooden board. Sometimes, Nicole would reach down to fondle his hard cock and make him pant out in lust. Other times, Bryan would bury his face deep into the cat’s cleavage and take in a nice long breath, and feel his hypnotized mind getting high off of the fumes of Nicole’s breasts.

Nicole led her dazed husband over to the next obstacle, which was a long, curved tunnel sprawled out across the lawn. Bryan was just about to start running through the tunnel, but was stopped when he felt his wife tap a finger over his shoulder.

He turned around and saw Nicole holding a brand new box of his favorite bone-shaped dog biscuits. Nicole reached her hand inside the box and retrieved a biscuit. She leaned over to stick the biscuit in between two of her toes, and then dragged it in and out until every inch of the biscuit was soaked with her potent foot sweat.

Nicole held out the biscuit with her hand while lightly brushing it right under Bryan’s nose. Bryan was feeling especially light-headed now, due to how much the scent of his wife’s feet had always really turned him on. He moaned out with a needy tone in his voice as Nicole pulled the biscuit away from his face, and stretched her arm way up towards the sky holding the biscuit high above his head. Bryan felt he had to sit down on his haunches and get into a begging position for the cat.

“You really want my foot sweat-soaked dog biscuit, hmm?” Nicole teased her husband. “I know how much you have such an intense fetish for how my feet smell and taste.”

Bryan was simply too hypnotized to give Nicole a verbal response, so he answered her by hanging his tongue out of his panting mouth, and letting out a single happy-sounding bark.

“Go fetch, honey!” Nicole cheerfully exclaimed, quickly tossing the dog biscuit into the tunnel. Bryan immediately ran into the tunnel on all fours, lowering his head towards the bottom of the middle of the tunnel to pick up the biscuit in his mouth. He ran and carried the biscuit out the other end of the tunnel.

Nicole slowly strutted around the tunnel to meet her husband on the other side. Bryan began munching on the delicious dog biscuit, moaning and salivating as the taste of his wife’s foot sweat was firing up his tastebuds and frying his brain, and making him ooze out several globs of pre-cum out the tip of his erect cock. Nicole removed her sparkly high heels, and stepped closer barefoot to where the dog was kneeling on the grass.

As Bryan was finishing chewing up the dog biscuit, he noticed that several crumbs of the biscuit were falling out of his mouth and landing on the tops of his wife’s feet. He leaned his face closer to her feet, to helpfully lap up all of the biscuit crumbs with his tongue. He made absolutely sure to lick and worship every inch of Nicole’s feet until they were absolutely spotless, smiling as he heard her giggling and cooing over his ticklish licking.

Bryan was building up so much pent-up arousal from worshipping his wife, that he soon came out several ropes of cum all over the grass just in front of Nicole’s feet. Bryan was lying his head on top of her feet as if it were a comfy pillow, breathing heavily in a satisfied exhaustion from the intense orgasm he had just experienced.

Nicole leaned down to lovingly caress her hand over her husband’s mane. “Good boy! You’ve passed your annual training with flying colors!” The cat praised the dog. “I’m so proud of you, baby.”

“Thank you, mistress…” Bryan kissed his wife’s toes some more. “But what if…” The dog struggled to continue his sentence. “What if I don’t win the competition this year?” He asked with a concerned tone in his voice.

Nicole wrapped her arms around Bryan’s waist and pulled him into a tight embrace, and planted a sweet kiss over his forehead. “You don’t need to worry about that at all. I love you no matter what, even if you don’t win first place.” Nicole grabbed one of her sparkly red heels, and dangled it from her finger firmly inserted into its’ insole, in front of her husband’s eyes like a hypnotic pendant back and forth. “I’ll always be proud of you, sweetie.” Nicole giggled when she saw the hypnotic sparkles of her heel reflected in her husband’s eyes.

“You’ll always be proud of me…” Bryan mindlessly repeated with a blush and a small smile on his face.