You'd look lovely on your knees, looking up at me with a soft gaze. Allowed to take your place beside my desk. Curled up on a plush dog bed. Your leash attached to your collar and loosely wrapped around my fist.
Leisurely, I let your head rest against my thigh. I give you a head pat for being so docile and obedient as you slip into a warm fuzzy frame of mind. Your thoughts dulled at the edges, lulled into a relaxed state. The soft clicks of my keyboard as I work fades to the background. Your only task—to be a nice pretty pup at my feet. Adored, cared for, comfortable.
I'll decide whether I want to use you by the end of the work day or not. Imagining the way your eyes will slip closed. Soothed by the weight and feeling of my thick cock filling your drooly little mouth. Lapping and licking to your hearts content. Tasting my skin, taking in my scent like a good puppy should. No clear goal in mind to make me cum or rush, just pure sensual enjoyment.