I feel absolutely feral. I’m inside her, fucking her, feeling my cock slide in and out of her. She pulls me deeper by my leash while my collar digs into my neck. She’s telling me that I’m being such a good, desperate, pathetic puppy for her, pleasing her, fucking her so good. I’m moaning, whimpering, and trying to keep my focus on her pleasure and not my own. I just keep fucking her tight, wet pussy, stopping myself every time I come close to the edge, knowing it pleases her to keep my orgasm denied. Like a good boy, I try to fuck just the way she likes, dreading the moment she tells me she’s finished using me for now. She pulls on the leash, stares into my eyes, and tells me I’m a good puppy and she looks forward to the next time I can be nothing but a cock for her to use like this. Then she says, “Now, get the fuck off me and go clean up, Cock.”