He sat on the couch with a scotch in his hand, joint lying ready on the table, tense and eager to relax after a long, hard workday. He was exhausted but stress prevented him from any hope of relief. He needed to rest. Soon, the evening would be over and he bristled at the thought of another grueling 12-hour-day without sleep.
He lay his head back to rest on the couch and closed his eyes. He turned his attention to his breath as his therapist had advised him to do. He didn’t know if it helped but it was better than ruminating.
After a few moments of taking deep, slow breaths and focusing on the sensations in his body, he noticed his dick lightly rubbing against the inside of his trousers with each inhale. He had relaxed just enough now for his dick to start to harden. He kept breathing. The fabric kept rubbing. His dick got harder.
Then he remembered.
He sat up and opened his eyes and peered through the darkness over to the chair at the other end of the room. Curled up in the chair was a puppy, fast asleep. She looked like an angel.
“What a sweet puppy,” he thought. “What a poor, sweet puppy…”
He reached down, unbuckled his belt, and unzipped his pants. His cock sprung forward readily. There was already a drip forming at the tip. He was determined to relax one way or another.
He called over to the puppy, who lifted her head lazily.
“Hey girl, you need to wake up. It’s time to come give your master a suck.”
The puppy blinked, not quite registering the request.
“Come!” He said more firmly.
The puppy blinked again and put her head back down, clearly disinterested. He felt a flash of anger, and his arousal was steadily rising. He would not be disobeyed. She was going to take his dick.
He dropped his pants on the floor and walked over to where the puppy was sleeping. He gently but firmly grabbed her pony tail and lifted her head so she was eye-level with his erection.
“Suck,” he commanded.
Puppy did not suck.
He gripped her more firmly and pressed his head hard against her lips, which she then pursed tightly.
He pulled her head back and smacked his cock on her face several times. Puppy glared at him defiantly.
“I am your master and you will suck me off!” He growled.
He pinched puppys nose closed so she could not breathe. She struggled, but soon the need for air was too great and she opened her mouth to gasp. His cock was held ready and he quickly shoved it in.
The intoxicating swell of pleasure was instant as his head found the back of her throat. He thrusted himself even deeper and let out a groan, but the pleasure of her warm wet mouth quickly turned into the pain of teeth – puppy was asking for trouble now.
He pulled back and smacked the puppy once, hard. This would not stand. Puppy would learn to be obedient, and he would take pleasure in disciplining her well.
He picked her up by the hair, dragged her over to the couch and pulled her across his lap. He felt a thrill shoot through him as he pulled down her panties and exposed her bare ass.
His excitement mounted with each smack of her pale cheeks, until he plunged his fingers between her legs and felt her melt warmly around him. She struggled to get free but her wetness betrayed her arousal. He would fuck this puppy yet. He threw her off his lap and onto the floor.
“You ready to suck yet?” He demanded.
She gave another defiant shake of her head – but she was decidedly more sheepish this time.
He had anticipated her resistance. He wanted it. He was enjoying the game now. It would be all the more erotic when she finally surrendered. He picked her up again and dragged her to his desk.
“Bad girl! You get under there,”
He encouraged her under the desk with a sharp slap on the ass.
He sat down at his computer chair and spread his legs wide, fully exposing his painfully swollen prick and blocking her in.
“You’ve been a very bad puppy. You will not be let out from under this desk until you have satisfied your master. I work hard to give you a good life. I will not have such an ungrateful bitch in my house.”
He paused. No response from puppy. He was massively aroused.
“I’ve got all night,” he taunted. “You might as well get sucking.”
And there it was. Her soft warm lips closed reluctantly just around the the tip.
“There you go,” he cooed, pushing himself in farther. “Please your master. That’s a good girl.” He pushed in as far as she would let him go. She had relented.
He sat back in his chair and relaxed while she thoroughly worked his cock. A good sucking was the least he deserved for all work he did, and he relished in it. He wasn’t going to let her off easy, either. He had a lot of stress to relieve, after all. He would enjoy her for as long as it took.
After several long minutes of pure oral bliss, he was sufficiently relaxed, but still intensely horny. He decided that tonight he was going to treat himself, and really drive home puppys obedience lesson at the same time.
He pulled the puppy off him, who was now hungrily bobbing her head up and down on his slick shaft, and took her by the collar. He lead her unceremoniously to the bedroom and pushed her face-down on the bed. In a low growl he said “next time you’re going to obey your master, isn’t that right?”
He didn’t wait for the answer. He pushed her tail aside and pressed his straining erection into her tight little asshole. A part of him felt bad for puppy, but she needed to learn that there are consequences for her disobedience. This was for her own good.
He let go and lost himself in the rhythm of his powerful thrusts. He pounded her asshole relentlessly, grunting and groaning all the while. He would fuck her into submission. He would fuck her into oblivion. He would not stop until her hole had been wholly and indisputably surrendered to him. There would be no question that it was his hole to do with as he pleased.
In that moment, his arousal was complete. The animal in him had taken over and all that mattered was his pleasure and release. He spread her wide and felt his whole groin convulse violently as he drove himself over the edge, any remaining tension melting away as he exploded into her captive asshole. She had no choice but to accept his every drop.
The release was exquisite. He groaned obnoxiously, making sure she knew exactly how thoroughly he had enjoyed punishing her. He basked in the afterglow for a moment, drunk on his own satisfaction.
He rolled off her and cleaned himself with a towel.
“Now be a good puppy and wipe your ass before you sit down anywhere,” he said as he tossed her the used rag. “I’d hate to have to punish you twice in one night.”
The puppy cleaned herself off and slunk away back to her chair where she laid down again.
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He slept heavily and woke ready for the day, refreshed and energized. As the afternoon wore on he gave a passing thought to his poor puppy, and he hoped he hadn’t been too hard on her. But he knew he had done what he needed to do. Before long she would be trained to worship his cock the way a good puppy should, and he would look back fondly on the care he had taken to raise her.
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