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I thought the logic was perfect, but Kenton’s groan was wonderfully dramatic.
“I’m never going to get fucked. He’s going to make me come just by watching me.” Sighing, he seemed to look down between his legs. “You always get us into trouble.”
Was he talking to his penis?
Nope, I wasn’t going to ask because if it turned out that he had a personal relationship with his prostate, I didn’t want to know that either.
Not sure if laughter was a good response or not, I kept it to myself and just fucked him a few more times before I eased my finger out. “Yes, that’s a good consequence for naughty behavior.”
His dramatic sounds didn’t stop but they did get happier as I got the lube out and quickly returned my finger to his needy body. “Oh, Master…”
He was back to pressing his face against the mattress, so I didn’t feel bad about smiling and shaking my head as I easily moved up to two fingers. “Naughty pup.”
I was pretty sure Kenton’s moan was in agreement, but I was too busy getting his tail ready to ask…and I wasn’t sure he would’ve been able to respond once I started pressing his tail into him. He was so turned on and so ready to pup out that he was quickly heading toward the point where words were not something he was looking to find.
But since I thought that was a wonderful plan, I didn’t push him to respond.
I stroked his back and down over his spanked cheeks as I eased the plug in, not asking anything that human Kenton’s brain would need to think about. “Yes, that’s my pretty pup. Such a good pup.”
Simple praise.
Simple pets.
Nothing that would make him orgasm.
His tail was already going to be too tempting for my naughty pup, so I made sure to be very careful not to do anything to shatter his precarious control. We both knew he’d have more fun running around if he was hard and slightly frantic, so keeping him right on the edge was the goal.
In keeping with that plan, once his tail was in and I could see the mindset shifting over in his head, I let him lie down on the bed and just breathe for a while. I kept a light touch on him, petting him and making soft sounds as I ran my hand over him.
When his tail started to wag and he made soft pup sounds, I knew he was ready and hoped he was in control of his orgasm once again. “Good boy, pup.”
Moving him as little as possible, I slipped his hood over his head as soon as he raised it to look around and then went to work on his mitts and harness. He was getting more excited by the second, but he kept still and didn’t fall off the bed again, so it was worth extra praise. “That’s right, good pup. Good still, pup.”
He’d taken five years off my life when he’d nearly gone head over heels off the bed, and I didn’t want to repeat the experience.
My pup seemed more cognizant of his safety when he turned around on all fours and nuzzled against my chest. When he didn’t lean too far and was as steady as he could be, I kissed the top of his head. “Good boy, pup. Very safe. Good boy.”
There would be no more scaring the fuck out of Master or I’d make him call me by my actual name for a month.
He’d hate that, so I knew it would be a good punishment.
“I have a present for a pretty pup.” I wasn’t sure if teasing that was a good idea but his wiggles were careful as he hopped on the bed, clearly excited. “Oh, did you want to see it?”
Playing dumb got eager barks from the silly pup and he bounced in a circle. “I think that’s a yes.”
Trying to keep from laughing, I pressed my lips together as I reached into the nightstand drawer by the bed and pulled out a leash and collar that matched his tail. “Look at what I have for a pretty pup.”
And for a wiggly pup who loved being controlled and wasn’t as subtle as he thought about his desire to be owned.
Whines and wiggles made it clear he loved it, but something about it made him wonderfully submissive because he rolled over on his back and wiggled his limbs for me. “Oh, good pup. That’s right. You know you’re Master’s pretty pup.”
Kenton nearly came as I wrapped the soft leather collar around his neck, but it seemed to be the leash that pushed him closest to the edge. One tug had his eyes rolling back in his head and he barely held on to his orgasm.
Shaking with excitement, it took Kenton several long moments to come down from the high and back from subspace. When he finally opened his eyes, Kenton the human sub was gone and all that was left was an eager pup.
So I rubbed his belly and tugged on the leash again, just smiling as he whined and his hips humped the air. “I knew you’d like your leash. Come, pup. Let’s play.”
He was lost in the pleasure and fun, but he was still focused enough not to dive off the bed or roll over too fast and just end up on the floor. Being cautious of his tail was probably part of that, but I just appreciated his being able to get down and walk without killing himself.
