mutt

dad’s good boy

[altarboydog]

mutt. 26. it/he.

collared & codependent 🔐

[sergeantsadist]

come here mutt polish my boots with your dripping cunt. show me how bad you need direction. submit to your superior.

[pathetic-puppything]

i really think i want to just turn my brain off. just be dad’s little guy, his little boy. “wanna help dad feel good? yeah?” headpats that slowly turn into him guiding me onto my knees. “aw poor thing, you’re too dumb to even undo my belt, aren’t you?” when i whine and press my face against his crotch. “here, let dad help.” and he unbuckles his belt and helps me push his pants down. hands in my hair while i suck his cock, moaning and drooling and crying.

like just not having to think about anything except making my dad feel good. maybe he lets me stay there even after i’ve swallowed his cum, lets me kneel and warm his soft cock while i drift away, blissed out and brainless from serving my purpose. on standby until he needs me again.

[gunsgayssex3]

[derbydebri]

Fucking a pretty thing isnt enough when i could trap them in my basement and turn their brain into mush until they believe the outside world is not safe and my arms are the only place where they belong

[s0u1less]

[punishment4u]

Making them kneel and take my belt off just to wrap it around their throat to use as a collar, and to choke them a little just so I can watch their eyes beg and hear their breathing change from the strain, is this too much to ask for

[permasoldat]

i know buddy. *thrust*

it’s okay, you can take it. *thrust*

i’m so proud of you, kiddo. *thrust*

[babyjewl]

[otcmedication]

[ledova]

[akrasia-ao3]

[altarboydog]

ngl I have a mad boner about it/it’s pronouns rn.. like yes I am not a boy. I am not a girl. I am not even they/them because that is far too human. I am an it. A dog. A disgusting little creature pretending to be a “person” and failing miserably

[whiteclawenemabonghit]

[collaredandtrained]

Need an older cis guy to fetishize me.. Be super gross n weird... Call me his bonus hole n talk all about my little boycunt..

[altarboydog]

“Totstellen!” You command with a grin, raising your thumb and pointer like a gun.

I love this game, and bark as you pretend to shoot. “Totstellen!” You repeat.

Dramatically collapsing onto my side, I lay my head on the floor and flop my tongue out. You reach forward, petting my tummy. “Good hund.” You praise. My tail thumps. “Ah, totstellen.” My tail stills.

You roll me onto my back. I don’t dare move. This isn’t how the game normally goes. I face the ceiling, hearing the distinct click of your belt unbuckling. I feel you grab the sides of my ribs as you pull me down, and suddenly I am very full of you. I can’t help it- a low whine escapes me. Master’s knot is so big.

“Totstellen, mutt.” The command is sharp this time and you reach up to smack my muzzle, and then hold it closed with one hand. You roll your hips into me. Again. I stay quiet. Again. Your pace increases. And I play dead my very best until I am flooded with a warm and sticky feeling inside my tight hole. *Puppies!* You finally pull out, patting the top of my head. “Good little piece of roadkill.” You mutter, standing up and redoing your belt.

[leytenantl]

“you’re not done, dog, you forgot the soles.”