I want you to imagine this:
You come in from walking our dog, only to see another puppy sitting and waiting for you.
You close the door and turn to see me on my hands and knees in front of you. You grin widely; kneeling down to take the collar off our dog, and find mine to place it on me. I feel the click as it secures around my neck and i am completely in a sub space, ready to do whatever my master commands of me. With the end of the leash in your hands you walk me into the living room. You sit on the couch, spread your legs and point to where you want me to crawl. Once in position i just look at you expectantly. Your hand comes up to run your fingers through my hair, scratch under my chin, and finally lean in for a kiss, “you are such a good puppy” you say quietly as our lips part. You lean back, bringing your hands behind your head, and you command me to take off your pants. I undo your belt, I can already see you bulging through your jeans, next the button, and as i unzip your hard cock springs out. I look up, hoping the next command is to taste you. You want it too, but you want to tease me a little bit more, so you pull on the leash, f orcing me close to your face and you order me to open up before you spit in my mouth. You tell me to spit that on your dick before i am allowed to gobble up my treat. I do as you ask and you pull the leash down so you are deep in my mouth quickly. I hear you groan deeply, the way you do when you are in control of me, and i eat you up more and more because all i want to do is please my master. They don’t call us man’s best friend for nothing …