With a sudden tug of your leash, your snout is pressed to the bulge of her underwear. It’s up to you to satisfy her. Only then can you hope to get what you truly want, deep down inside. 🖤
You start to go into heat. “Ah, slow down, pipsqueak. You know the rules.” It’s almost like she can read your mind. She knows how badly you want her attention. You’re forced to wait, though. You can’t take her in your mouth just yet. She always expects minutes of affectionate foreplay.
As you hear the click of the latch on your crate unlocking, you feel a swift tug of your chains. She’s taking you out of your cage. As you fall to your knees and look up, your hit with a scent you’re well acquainted with. The musky fragrance of her dominating presence flips a switch in your brain
Rad invites you to place your snout beneath their grippers
What Are You Waiting For?
I posted this for feet friday last week and it kinda popped off 🧦👀
I’m on it o7
Say it~
They're dogs to me~ I enjoy stripping away humanity.
Awwe~ You didn't think you were getting away from Me, did you? Poor lowly mutt. You aren't capable of escape anyways. I broke you in. You can't run from Me.
The more you try to fight it, the harder it is to think for yourself. Isn't that right? Speak!
Good puppy~
I love talking to puppies so much. You ruffle their hair, push them around a bit, and then mention how easy they'd be to put in a cage. Then, they fucking melt~
Every. Single. Time.
