oh look at you, poor girl, your posting gland is all swollen~ you need Daddy to empty it for you don't you? Beg a little and I'll take care of that.
*shyly, you mutter a few pleas*
Oh cmon girl, you know you can do better than that.
*You beg louder, more desperate than ever. Your posting gland is aching, you can't take this any longer.*
Aw, there we go, good girl.
*I gently make you roll over*
Go on girl, present properly for Daddy~
*you feel exposed as I run my finger down your fur until I reach your posting gland. You let out a little yap of surprise when I touch it*
There, trust me, I know what I'm doing.
*I gently massage your posting gland. It hurts at first, but slowly warm spreads through your body*
Just relax girl, and Daddy will handle it~
*I start applying pressure, and you can't hold it back anymore as your posting fluids start seeping out. It doesn't smell good but I don't react, I don't judge you. You are safe.*
Let it allllllll out girl, you need to relax.
*You start panting as the stream of posting fluid becomes thicker, weeks, maybe months of posting oozing out of your gland. I pet your head while emptying the gland further, tension completely leaving your body. You're sinking in a deep state of relaxation after a long period of stress from all that posting fluid building up. Finally, you're feeling release.*
*The stream grows weaker. I expertly push the most sensitive parts to make sure that your gland is completely empty.*
Good girl, it feels so much better now doesn't it?~
*I give you a forehead kiss before getting up and walk up to the sink to wash my hands as you lay there, dozzing off softly.*
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