Aug 7
your owner commands you to present for inspection, and you lower yourself onto all fours, knees spread wide, tail plug glistening with lube.
he circles you slowly, running a gloved finger along the curve of your spine, then presses two fingers into your wet cunt without warning. ''such a messy mutt.'' he murmurs, withdrawing his fingers and holding them up to your face and you obediently lick them clean, tasting yourself.
then he grips your t-dick between thumb and forefinger meanly, rolling it until you whimper, your slick dripping onto the towel beneath you.
''good boy.'' he praises you when it's all over, and you know it's time for the reward