I came here on the perfect time 😭 was just thinking of puppy jake </3 well..jake in general bdjsb I can't stop thinking of punishing good boy jake <3 imagine him begging you to let him cum :( "I've been good, please 🥺" he wouldn't know what for you're punishing him but he doesn't care cuz he loves it when you're rough with him <3
no because it’s so rare having to punish jake because he’s such a good puppy he wouldn’t dare make you upset. which makes you get the urge to be a lil mean to him sometimes. there’s just something about him that makes me you want to break him down into nothing but a pathetic mess full of tears and pleas. imagine you had come home from a particularly draining day, dragging yourself through the door in search of the outlet for your anger, and your eyes land on jake lounging on the couch. he’s wearing grey sweatpants and a loose black tshirt, and his black collar is firm around his neck. he notices you in his peripheral and his meets your eyes, his whole body being lit up at the sight of you, “hi! how was your—oh! are you okay?” he abruptly asks you after seeing your tenseness, his face dropping to concern.
you tell him he’s been a bad puppy, and his eyes and mouth open in disbelief. what could he have done? nothing, of course. you weren’t quite sure why you said that, and neither does jake, but he lets you lead him to the bedroom anyway. you’re quick to pull him over your lap and pull back his sweats to reveal his cute ass, giving it a quick rub before striking it. jake gasps and clenches himself, biting his lip as he feels the sting come in, but still manages to start counting for you without being asked. it doesn’t take long for tears to start flowing down his face and for him to start begging to cum because he’s such a sensitive puppy and his neglected cock has been rubbing against your leg with each spank UGGHHH I NEED HIM THIS IS NOT FAIRRRR 😭😭😭💔💔💔
[21:23] now playing: the boy is mine - brandy and monica
[warning] mommy kink, puppy/kitty kink, punishment, collar and leash, gagball, face slapping, spanking, rimjob (m receiving), fingering (m receiving), degrading, begging, brief nipple sucking, pegging, protected sex, train position? (reader in the middle), brief finger sucking, hints at cum eating, hints of corruption kink and dacryphilia, jay and jake being petty
1st person // 4.9k words
[a/n] finally what you’ve all been waiting for! I’m super glad I took my time with this because I love how it turned out ♡
it was as expected; jay, my best friend since the beginning of college, developed feelings for me. classic cliché. why didn’t he confess sooner? I simply intimidated him. what was his arrangement with jake, exactly? I had no clue. I’d get my answer in due time.
this time around, word got to jake fairly quickly. how did I know? jake and jay’s competition to see who could be the clingiest was all the evidence I needed. constant texts and invites to meet up, with jake going as far as changing his contact name to your puppy <3. both of their faces contorting when the other’s name was mentioned.
so asking both of them to hangout at jake’s house was a recipe for disaster, but I thrive in chaos. besides, they were too geeked for me to say no, anyway.
in the meantime, they had both opened up to me about their new found submissiveness (well, technically, jay’s submissive side wasn’t new, it was just never expressed), and what intrigued them. their list of kinks and fantasies made me come up with a movie’s length of scenarios I’d replay before going to bed, with one instance of me just saying ‘fuck it’ and touching myself.
I knew today was going to be intense and I welcomed it with open arms. no matter what happened, it would go my way.
jay was driving me again. this time he was more chatty, but to be honest, what he was saying flew over my head. I couldn’t stop thinking about his list, the things that turn him on, and I let my impulsive thought of putting my hand on his thigh win. his words stammer a bit and his thigh tenses up, but he continues his story (something about math, I don’t know) as if nothing happened and I let out an occasionally ‘mhm’ when appropriate.
we parked in the same spot as last time in front of jake’s building. I followed jay up the steps with more confidence, even with that familiar tingle of nervousness in my stomach. the tension is strong as soon as jake opens the door. naturally, his eyes land on me first and he hits me with his warm smile and a polite welcome. his hair is still long and parted in the middle, looking as soft as ever. he had on a dark blue sweatshirt with our university logo on it paired with some light washed ripped jeans.
jake barely greeted jay. he glanced at him and flashed a thin smile, then stepped aside to let us in. I sat down at my usual spot—on the far right next to the arm rest— on jake’s couch after I removed my shoes, while jake grabbed some drinks. I patted the cushion next to me to invite jay to sit next to me, and he gladly accepts.
jay was wearing black sweats with a black, long sleeved shirt that was loose around his torso but still somehow showed off his waist every now and then. again, I rest my hand on his thigh, this time grabbing and squeezing it. jay’s thighs tense again and move away from my touch, but he puts his hand on mine and directs me towards his inner thigh, dangerously close to his dick.
jake’s eyes immediately land on my grip on jay’s thigh as he joins us with three cold cans of dr. pepper, unable to hide his small frown. “thank you, jakey.” I said after he hands me a can, unfazed. jake sets jay’s soda on the coffee table in front of him, then grabs the remote to the tv. he sets some distance between himself and jay as the tv comes to life, the netflix sound blaring through the speakers.
as expected, nobody could agree on what to watch. jay wanted to watch an action movie, while jake wanted to watch romance. I personally didn’t have a preference, but I voted for a scary movie just to stir the pot, which made jake practically whine in protest. it was honestly amusing to watch jake’s passive aggression effortlessly get shut down by jay’s direct and sharp tongue. I let them go back and forth for a few minutes before announcing I had to use the restroom, resulting in jake awkwardly giving directions. “o-oh, it’s, um, furtherest door to the right.”
I thank him and grab my tote bag, because there’s no way I’m repeating the same mistake as last time. jay is too nosy.
the boys are silent as I head towards the hallway, causing me to smirk. the tension is probably unbearable for them. once I reach the bathroom, I double check my bag. I have everything I need. I smile victoriously in the mirror, quickly adjusting my hair and my makeup.
I left as quickly as I arrived. apparently, too quickly as jay and jake were conversing through their teeth as if I was still doing my business. “this isn’t what we agreed to.” jay says, agitated. “you had your fun, now back off.” the silence that follows is brutal. I almost continue to the living room, until jake speaks up.
“why? afraid she likes me more now?”
I could picture jay’s expression as clear as day, brows furrowed and he clenched with a stare that could burn into you. “are you fucking kidding me?” his voice is raised, and if I didn’t know any better, I would think he’s now standing up with balled fists.
jake butts in immediately, not backing down, “she’s mine now.”
I had heard enough. I rejoined them in the living room, my anger clear as day. they’re both sitting in the same position I left them. jay looks up from his phone, his brows softening. jake’s mouth is agape, ashamed. “y’all are ridiculous.” they remain silent. as they should. “have y’all even considered how I feel about all this?”
“I’m sorry, y/n…” jake says, softly.
“quiet,” I snap back at him. “I had planned something fun for us, but it looks like you both need to be punished, again.”
I briefly dig in my tote bag until my hand finds the pink leather. I catch jake’s eyes widen as I reveal the collar and leash and he barely has the chance to react as I throw the collar towards him. he catches it with both hands, and I watch him inspect it. he runs his fingers over the smooth material and then flips it over where a heart shaped pendant decorated the front.
his glittery eyes meet my smirk. he opens his mouth to speak but I’ve already moved on to jay, tossing him an all black gagball. as I predicted, his cat eyes rise up to challenge me. however, he could never hide the glimmer of excitement beneath his intimidating glare that exposed his love for a cat and mouse game, foolishly claiming to be the predator as if he wasn’t the prey.
“well, don’t just stare at me. put them on.” I say to both of them. jake immediately unbuckles his collar and puts it up to his neck. he struggles for a bit, his fingers slipping, but eventually the leather is wrapped firmly around his throat. jay has barely moved. only his lips have curled as the gagball remained on his lap. “don’t start,” I warn him.
“you put it on me,” he demands me, already being bratty. typical.
I walk over to him, eyes never leaving his. his cockiness slightly falters as I tower over him, and with no warning my hand strikes his cheek. the smack reverberates throughout the living room, nearly concealing jake’s soft gasp. “don’t test me, today,” I say as I grab the gag on his lap and then shove it in his mouth. his cheek beams an irritated red as I secure the gag and make sure it’s not too tight.
after I step back from jay, I look towards jake. his hand is palming his crotch, hips slightly rolling, and his lip caught in his teeth. he looks gorgeous with that collar on; the light baby pink complimenting his skin perfectly. only one thing was missing…
I take the matching leash and clip it onto his collar, right next to the customized pendent—‘SLUT’ engraved in bold letters. jake’s breath hitches when I tug on the leash, whispering a soft “please.” his eyes plead with me, twinkling and sparkling. he does everything but bat his eyelashes to get his way.
I pull him closer until our noses nearly touch. his breath is warm and slightly erratic as his lips part and his eyelids begin to droop. to his disappointment, I don’t kiss him. instead I grip his chin, lightly tracing my thumb along his jaw. “go to your room.”
his breath hitches, and he opens his eyes to find confirmation in my expression. then he practically speed walks to his room, making the pendent clink against the clip of the leash. cute.
jay looked up at me with his rare tint of compliance, wanting to follow. his lips were moist but drool hadn’t made its way down his chin just yet. I could also begin to see the outline of his bulge through his dark sweatpants, but hasn’t touched himself—again, yet. “well, don’t just sit there.”
with jay trailing behind me, I meet jake sitting impatiently on his bed, his jeans starting to look uncomfortable. “strip. both of you.” I commanded as soon as jay closes the door. instantly, clothes are discarded on the floor, and for the first time I see jay completely naked. his stomach is toned but softer than jake’s; his muscle more concentrated on his biceps and legs. in addition, his hips, legs (more specifically his thighs), and cock were thicker than jake’s, all perfect for grabbing onto. “sit next to jake,” I tell him, and he joins jake on the edge of his bed with some distance between them.
I pull my shirt off and reveal red lace bra. their eyes instantly land on my chest, admiring how perfectly sculpted my boobs were. my pants soon follow and the attention is shifted to my matching panties hugging my hips.
jake is shameless with how needy he is; never keeping his tongue away from his lips as his eyes plead. to his disappointment, I order them to turn around on their hands and knees. he listens, anyway. although with a small pout.
jay once again glares at me with that stupid, smug look on his face. his body is kept completely still in defiance. “don’t start,” I warn him, again, but as always, he doesn’t back down. this results in me forcefully turning him over by his hips and landing a harsh slap to his ass. jay lets out a shocked, muffled groan and jerks forward. I spank him once more out of frustration and to let him know that I wasn’t playing around, this time earning a borderline sob from him. “now stay.”
once I was sure jay was going to stay put, I grab my tote that I had tossed on the floor and then turn my attention back towards jake, who was waiting patiently. I noticed the tip of his cock already glistening with precum, a small pearl threatening to leak from his slit onto his comforter.
I run my hands along his ass and the softest gasp flies past his mouth. he slightly squirms and whines when I lower them down to his thighs from how sensitive he is, making me place a hand on the lower side of his back to keep him in place. the other hand goes back to his ass cheek, gripping and squeezing it so I could see his tight, virgin hole. for a moment I admired its pretty shade of brown and the way it clenched in anticipation before kneeling down and dragging my tongue across it.
jake releases a cute gasp that breaks out into a moan. I repeat my previous action and he moans again, “oh my god!” he starts squirming again, trying to close his legs. I push his back so he’s face up ass down and tell him, “stay,” sternly. I watch him tighten his grip on his bedding as I dive back in, momentarily teasing him by hovering over his rim. he starts whimpering again, slightly wiggling his ass towards me in anticipation before my tongue reunited with his hole.
jake’s moans become consistent as I start to get sloppy; spitting and placing wet kisses along his rim. his hands find their way to his cheeks and he spreads them for me, earning himself a quick praise. “there you go, puppy.”
my eyes are then drawn to the pastel leash draped over his tense shoulder and I don’t think twice before grabbing and tugging on it. jake gasps at the sudden tightness around his throat paired with me lapping at his asshole. “mommy, please.” he starts pleading, and that’s my cue to stop. this is a punishment after all.
I drop the leash and his head falls back onto the bed. he nearly cried at the loss of pleasure, and couldn’t stop himself from arching back into my touch in vain.
jay, who has been unusually quiet, was in the same position I left him. although I did catch him sneaking a few jerks of his cock. his tip is now fully covered with his arousal. “so you do know how to shut up,” I laugh, “that won’t last long.” I land a harsh slap on his ass and it’s so cute how he can’t hold back his reaction—a soft groan and his body jumping forward but still arching back for more after getting over the initial shock.
I spank him again, and again. just until his groans fill the room and he starts to get lost in the pleasure before I tell him, “count.” jay looks over his shoulder, an almost ditzy-like confusion on his face.
another slap echoes throughout the room, and jay has no choice but to mumble out the number one. he’s so pitiful as he counts for me. his head hangs low as he tries to pronounce the numbers; his ass getting redder and redder after each jiggle. he’s so embarrassed (and turned on), but I wasn’t going to stop there. “I’m sorry what was that?” I ask and pull him up by his hair, an evil smile tugging at my lips.
I heard him loud and clear as he could be. I was just obsessed with ripping him apart and breaking him down to the point he was nothing but a needy kitten for me.
jay sniffles and swallows the saliva that attempted to spill from the corners of his mouth, then says the number 18. satisfied, I spank him two more times, once on each cheek, and let go of his hair. I gently massage the hand prints that could potentially becoming bruises before a whimper shifts my focus.
jake couldn’t handle my lack of attention. he started humping the air like he was in heat, his cock twitching from the lack of stimulation.
“oh, you stupid puppy,” I chuckle, coldly, “can’t even handle not being touched for 5 minutes.”
jake whines and looks at me with starry eyes, “mommy, I just want your hands all over me.”
“alright,” I say then pull him closer to me and jay, “just don’t you dare cum.”
jake swears to me that he won’t, and I grab the bottle of lube from my bag. jake tenses up on e he hears the sound of the cap popping open and peers over his shoulder to watch me. his gaze is practically pornographic; pretty, compliant eyes focused on me and mouth ajar as he waits for me to pleasure him.
I warm the liquid between my fingers before rubbing it around his rim. his eyes instantly close and his jaw goes slack as I coat his hole. I feel him tense beneath my fingertips as he releases the prettiest moan.
I continue rubbing jake’s hole, teasing him by ever so slightly inserting my finger then pulling out, causing him to whimper. then I place my other hand on jay’s ass. he shivers from my warm breath tickling him, and groans when my tongue connects to his hole.
both of their noises fill up the room as I pleasure them—jake’s precious whines layered with jay’s muffled groans making my stomach flutter. I wanted more.
so finally I push myself fingers inside jake, and he nearly screams from the stretch, “oh, fuck!” he swallows them nicely for being inexperienced, and his walls clenched around the new feeling. “please,” jake starts to whine, arching into me.
I fight the urge to coo at him. instead I slowly start moving in and out of him. he hisses, but quickly gets used to it.
meanwhile, jay is practically melting from my tongue. I prod, suck, and kiss his hole until it’s dripping with my saliva. my core heats up everytime jay’s groans break off into a soft whine, and he tries to swallow his own saliva that’s most definitely coating his chin by now.
unconsciously, I start pumping my fingers in and out of jake faster, the lewd sound of lube increasing in volume along with jake’s moans. my tongue laps at jay’s asshole at the same speed, and he starts leaning towards me to meet my tongue.
“oh fuck, mommy! oh my god!!” jake cries when I found his prostate, his thighs beginning to tremble.
I can’t help pulling away from jay and smirking at him, “aww, looks like I found puppy’s g-spot,” I laugh as I continue rubbing his spot, making him squirm, “how cute.”
“mommy, I need to cum. please, please let me cum.” he looks at me over his shoulder, eyes red and glossed over with tears. I almost gave in because of how cute he looked begging for me—almost innocent—but I pulled out anyway, making his tears stream down his face. “no, please,” jake whines from the loss of pleasure, and his cock twitches from his denied orgasm.
I spank him, making him jerk, “lay on your back.” I watch jake pause then move his aching thighs, slightly struggling to turn over, before giving the same command to jay.
sitting back on my heels, I admire both of them. their cocks are an identical shade of red, and both of their swollen tips are leaking with precum.
jake’s chest is still softly heaving from the previous edging. the tears have dried down to faint, sticky streaks on his crimson cheeks. it was so precious that I couldn’t tell if I wanted to kiss them or create more.
jay looked a mess. as expected, drool had dribbled down his chin and his hair was ruffled in different directions. I snicker at him, leaning forward and trapping him between my arms, “you look so pathetic.” I see his eyes sparkle and soften—the glint of obedience making a reappearance—and if I didn’t know any better, I’d think those eyes were jake’s.
before jay could glare at me again, I attach my lips to his nipple. he hisses and curves his back as soon as I lick him, urging me to suck harder. I move my lips throughout his chest, leaving behind deep purple marks on his flushed skin. he wriggles beneath me, turning his head as he groans for me. I smile against his skin, giving the fresh hickey a gentle peck, then grab his chin to make him face me.
“you want this off?” I ask him, tapping the gag ball with my finger. I also take note of jake’s hips not so discreetly thrusting the air. jay nods without any hint of attitude, so I gently lift his head and unbuckle the gag.
by then, I felt like I was going to burst into flames because of how hot I was from wrecking them and not being touched. “jake, come take these off for me,” I tell him, running my finger underneath my bra strap. he rushes up to unhook my bra, “yes, mommy.”
it takes all but a second to have my bra sliding down my arms with my panties tossed alongside it. the cool air hits my nipples and my wetness hard, and as if he knew, jake eyed those areas, longingly, then looked at me for my approval.
“be a good puppy and mommy will reward you, okay?” I say. jake is disappointed, but nods anyways.
I slide off the bed, momentarily, to grab the strap on from my bag and adjust it on my hips. jake’s eyes practically light up, and his cock throbs. I know his mind is going back to the night he touched himself for me, moaning into the phone about how bad he wanted me to fuck his ass with me towering over him. how bad he wanted my hands wrapped around his neck as I corrupted his body.
jake starts to lift himself up on his elbows and turning his hips to change position but I stop him, “stay right there, babe. I wanna see your face while I ruin you.”
he stops in his tracks and hums from the image I’ve put in his head. still on his elbows, he looks up at me in awe as I take my place in between his legs. I place my thumb on his lips, rubbing them before pushing it into his mouth. he gladly accepts it and starts sucking, allowing himself to moan against me and his eyes to feel heavy.
“harder,” I tell him, the lust wrapped around my voice making him obey immediately. his plush lips and tongue feel good around me, my mind starts to drift and think about how good they’d be wrapped around my strap or kissing my pussy. I know he’d look up at me with the cutest puppy eyes as if he wasn’t doing anything naughty. I know he’d moan against me when he sees how good he’s pleasuring his mommy, eventually grinding against the mattress or his palm until I scold him and he tries to use his pretty eyes to get out of a punishment.
another whine from jake brings me back to reality, and I slowly remove my thumb from his mouth. I then drag my hand down his chest; wiping his saliva on himself during the process; brushing against his toned tummy and his cock, which makes him tremble and start to whimper out, “please, please. I’ve been good.”
I place my hands on his thighs and lift his legs up for easy access. jake gasps and his faces starts to burn from the vulnerable position he’s in.
“mommy, I’ve been good too. don’t do this again,” jays speaks up, however with a noticeable tremble in his voice. he’s never sound so gentle, it made me take pity on him. “come behind mommy.”
it was cute seeing how urgently he moved. the warmth lingering of his skin quickly embraced mine as he approached me. jay didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around me, the feeling of my waist making his chest lean onto me.
jay rests his chin on my shoulder, his hands sneakily making their way towards my breast, “I wanna watch you put it in.”
his words took me by surprise and made my body ignite in flames. they seemed to have to same effect on jake judging by the way his cock abruptly twitches.
I chuckle and say, “me too, babe.” then I align the toy with jake’s hole, which is still generously coated with lube. he clenches when the tip touches him and bites his lip. I start pushing slowly, not wanting to hurt him. he groans when he feels himself stretching out and eventually begin to swallow the strap.
jay and I’s breath hitch almost simultaneously when I’m halfway in and jakes hands grip his ass to spread himself for me.
“good puppy, you’re taking me so well.”
he whimpers when I finally bottom out and he gets used to being so full, but momentarily he relaxes and gives me the okay to keep going. I start pulling out, slowly, then renter him.
jake’s lips form an ‘o’ as he watches me fill him up, moaning everytime my hips touch the back of his thighs.
“you can go faster, now,” jake says with urgency.
“is that how you ask,” I respond, halting my movements. my grip tightening on his thighs.
he’s quick to rush out an apology, “I’m sorry, mommy. can you please go faster?” he gives me those eyes again, and paired with his hands spreading himself open it was like he’d done this before.
however, he can’t trick me so easily. I pull out until the tip is barely inside him and smile down at him, “oh, yeah? anything else you wanna apologize for?” and then I slam into him, pushing his little body forward as he gasps.
“I-“ he starts before breaking off into a deep moan when I repeat my previous actions.
“aww, is my puppy being fucked dumb now?” I laugh so viciously at him, watching his eyes brim up with tears.
meanwhile, jay’s hands boldly grope at my breasts. his thumbs delicately trace around my nipples, causing me to sharply inhale. everytime I pulled out his hard cock would so gently brush against my ass, making my brain fuzzy as I watched jake fall apart beneath me.
“I-I’m sorry, mommy,” jake tries again, “puppy’s s-sorry for being a bad slut,” his voice breaks off into a mewl. all of his previous sultry moans have transitioned into high-pitched cries as I quicken my pace.
“so you’ve finally realized how slutty you are—just a dirty puppy for me to use how I please.” I groan softly as jay starts to nip at my neck, his body almost impossibly close. I needed him now.
“mmm, jay, you wanna be a good kitty and fuck me now?”
he releases my neck with a satisfying smack from his lips, breathlessly replying, “yes. fuck, yes.” I instruct him towards the condom in my bag. whether it was the same one he grabbed that day in his dorm, who knows, jay ripped it open without a care.
with a hand resting on my hip, he pushes inside of me, both of us moaning at the feel of each other. his thrusts are short and slow, giving me plenty of space to keep fucking jake.
all of our moans combined created such a sweet harmony. jays rich moans and groans and occasional whimpers mingled with jake’s mewls and sobs had me pushing towards the edge.
I lean forward and cage jake between my arms. his hands move from his ass to hold up his legs for me. his eyes shut when I start ramming into him, forcing tears to stream down his face. all his sweet sounds were muted as his brain turned to mush. the only sounds he could produce being sorry sniffles.
jay matched my rhythm effortlessly. hips pounding against mine and delicious moans in my ear sending shivers down my spine as I feel my climax approaching at any moment.
and jake, with incredible timing, finally cries out, “can’t hold it. mommy, please can I cum? I’ve been so good. been a good boy for you. please.”
the desperation that oozed from him was too precious, and in all fairness, he had been good. so, pulling firmly on his leash, I say, “wanna cum with mommy, baby?”
he nods immediately, almost comically fast, placing his hand gently on top of mine, “yes, thank you.”
“can I cum too, mommy?” jay asks, breathlessly. the slight tremble in his voice confirms to me that he’s also close as well.
after giving jay the okay, he fucks me faster, both hands gripping my breasts. I can’t help but moan as my core starts to flare up.
ultimately, it was jake who came first with a abrupt sob as his body spasms; trying so desperately to curl himself into a pathetic ball. I don’t catch it at first, but he does whisper a tiny “thank you” once the nearly endless wave of cum finished coating his flushed skin.
then, after seeing jake’s pretty orgasm, I came next. my thrusts nearly halt and my walls clenched tight around jay’s cock, causing him to release a shaky groan and curse behind me. my eyes close as I let the pleasure overcome me, resting the hand that was on jake’s leash on his chest. his cum smears on my hands but I don’t mind. I knew he would lick it up for me later.
“fuck, mommy. I- shit!” jay pushes himself as deep as he could go, making me completely topple onto jake from how sensitive I was. I plant my face near his neck, and he rests his hands so delicately over my hair while I let jay finish inside me.
I still lay on jake as jay pulls out of me, too burnt and too comfortable to move a muscle. jake’s hands traveling down to my waist to embrace me, carefully massaging my mid back. I unconsciously bury my myself into his neck, one hand reaching out to play with his silky hair.
jay loosens the harnesses on my strapon (even though jake and I weren’t going to be pulling ourselves apart anytime soon), before announcing that he was getting cloths to clean ourselves with, which is a shock within itself considering he’s the type to completely knock out after sex. therefore, I was nowhere near prepared to feel the cool wet cloth on my inner thighs, making me hiss but eventually relax.
I let the two of them pamper me—finally surrendering to their affection, and disconnecting myself from the haunting question that I would have to ask myself…
omgomgomg— subby jake be on the brain 24/7 so I appreciate this ask
now I’m sure most of y’all know what imma say: puppy jake <3. it’s just so easy to picture him on his hands and knees with a leash and a collar looking up at you with puppy eyes and his tongue sticking out. I could also see him being into some more hardcore puppy play such as getting into puppy space and using a dog bowl and maybe even a cage. either way, he’s your good boy who just wants to fuck/be fucked like he’s in heat. it’s not uncommon to find him humping pillows, specifically yours because they smell like you. he looks so fucking pathetic rubbing his cock on your pillow, his lip sucked between his teeth to conceal his moans and whimpers but he’s so loud anyway.
also,,, how could I not talk about his tongue? his tongue and that pretty face were made to be sat on, they are your personal throne. he loves eating you out because he loves hearing you moan and praise him, plus you just taste so good. he won’t stop until your satisfied, even if his jaw and neck get sore and he can barely breathe. your pleasure always comes first (quite literally) <33 his mouth could skillfully suck a strap as well.
he most definitely likes to send pretty pictures of himself when he’s horny, which is often because of his high libido. he loves catching you off guard. especially when you’re in public and anyone passing by could see the pictures of his wet cock and gaped hole dripping for you. here are some videos (NSFW!!) that were sent to me by the lovely @applesooyoung that are perfect examples.
now this is more of a hardcore and personal fantasy of mine, but I would love to have jake as my house pet who just sits pretty and lets me fuck him whenever I want because he loves when I take advantage of him. he’ll be my good puppy and follow me around with his pretty collar on and follow every word I say. in return I fuck him stupid throughout every part of the house—pegging him over the kitchen counter, on the balcony, over or in the dryer; riding him while he’s asleep or on the living room floor. also making him eat me out or suck my strap under a desk while I’m studying/playing a game either making him wear a vibrating cockring or ride a girthy dildo with no permission to cum <3
Just wanna hop into your ask game train because I have a project that is due in an hour but I have no plans on doing it :)
Kink [Mommy Kink]
Group [Enha]
anyways, have a great day~!
sooo uhh did you do it?? 👀 lmaoo
now jake definitely has a mommy kink. he loves the intimacy of it paired with you babying and being gentle with him—that’s if he’s decided to behave of course. he’ll call you mommy both in and out of the bedroom, and has absolutely no problem calling you mommy in front of other people because he wants people to know that you own him. now would he say it in public public? only if he’s needy, then he’ll whisper “mommy~” in your ear and make you punish play with him until he’s practically screaming it.
[warning] punishment, edging, choking, puppy kink, ma’am kink, degrading, hair pulling, mention of a safeword, very light and very brief cbt/ballbusting, footjob, mommy kink, facesitting, unprotected sex (this is fiction please use protection irl), cumplay/cumeating, jake and jay having terrible communication skills, lowkey fuckboy!jake, college au (ft. jay and heeseung)
1st person // 3.9k words // pt.2 // pt.3
[a/n] here it is, what you’ve all been waiting for! enjoy because I certainly did writing this ;)
jake sim. he was quite the topic around campus. usually for his good looks or his enchanting accent. although, due to our polar opposite schedules and the colossal size of the campus, we never crossed paths.
at least not physically. his name floats out of jay’s mouth quite often around me, and I’m sure jake could say the same about mine. I’m not sure what jay was plotting—he never brought up heeseung’s or jungwon’s name as randomly, even though I’ve met them—but he wasn’t doing a fantastic job at being mysterious about it.
“you know, jake is such a messy roommate,” said jay after taking a quick sip of his coffee. randomly. frequently jay crashes at jake’s apartment in order to help him separate his college life and his personal life. and to also get away from heeseung, his dorm mate. “that reminds me, he invited me to his apartment this weekend and I was wondering if you’d like to come?”
see what I mean?
I watch him take another sip of coffee through the thin, black straw, his eyes slightly squinting from the sunshine pouring on us as we sat outside the coffee shop. finally, I said, “why though? I’ve never even met him and I don’t want to intrude on your bro time.”
jay rolls his eyes and I can’t help but chuckle. “we have bro time all the time. I just thought that maybe, y’know, since you haven’t gone out much recently and—“ he takes one good look at my quizzical state and his bullshit is derailed. “OH FINE! jake really wants to meet you. there!” he leans back and folds his arms, defeatedly.
“what?” is the first thing I say before I could even think. “why didn’t you just tell me straight up?” again, I laugh, because it all seemed so childish. as if we were passing notes with yes and no checkboxes.
“well…” jay starts, twisting his face a little, which starts to worry me. “he’s a bit shy.”
another lie. one so bad that I nearly wheezed. “shy?” I said through my laughter. “jake sim, shy? we both know that jake has no problem approaching anybody, especially women.” jake isn’t exactly a fuckboy, or at least that’s what I’ve heard, but he’s known to be a huge flirt. always unnecessarily brushing back that silky brown hair of his and licking those plump lips. I don’t know, but that sounds like fuckboy behavior to me.
extra defeated, jay sighs, “y/n, just come. I mean it’s not like you got anything better to do.” I honestly couldn’t argue with him there. I don’t consider myself a homebody but my bed is pretty comfy, especially on the weekends.
I groaned and finally surrendered, “ugh, fine!”
jay says nothing, just smiles and sips victoriously at his damn coffee.
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now I don’t want to say that I was nervous meeting jake—THE y/n obviously never gets nervous—but my hands were a little sweaty and my leg was bouncing pretty much throughout most of the car ride. I know jay noticed, but he didn’t dare say anything. he knew I’d give him a mouthful.
luckily (or maybe not), the ride wasn’t long at all. my guess was around 15 minutes. however, time is an illusion and felt both like 5 minutes and 5 hours, especially since jay didn’t say much. he let the music, and the gps lady who kept rudely interrupting, do all the talking.
he doesn’t say anything until we’ve pulled up in front of jake’s apartment building. “we’re here,” he says while pulling the gearshift to park. if I was in my normal headspace I’d say something snappy like ‘obviously’ or ‘no shit,’ but my mind was too preoccupied with jake. I tried to piece together all the information that I knew about him, either from jay or others—his luscious dark brown hair that remained perfect even after he combed his hands through it a dozen times, perfect glass skin that shined in all the right places, plump lips that were often wet from his constant licking, his kind and compassionate heart that contradicted his flirty exterior. I tried to piece all of that together to make a face, a body, a person, but my mind’s eye could have never guessed who he truly was.
I follow jay out the car and I noticed that he seemed just as nervous as me as he nearly fumbled his keys when trying to lock his car. I let out a laugh that quickly lifts the tension and brings us back to our goofy selves. “you saw nothing.”
I let jay lead the way towards the building and up the two flights of stairs until he stops at the black door on the far right, and three knocks later I finally see him.
The first thing I notice, which might be cheesy as fuck, is his smile. it was so bright and pure, like he was genuinely happy to see us, and his sparkly eyes confirmed that. then, I see that his hair isn’t as dark as I pictured it. it had more of a reddish tone and reminded me of a rusted penny. he wore a white shirt with a dark blue button up over it that looked to be made of denim. and before I get the chance to look at his pants he says, “hey,” in that thick aussie accent. it felt weird to actually hear it in person. jay greets him back and I wave, and even though I didn’t speak his attention turned towards me. It seemed that he was doing the same thing I was a moment ago, analyzing me.
in order not to come off as creepy or awkward, I assume, jake steps aside from the door and invites us in. from first glance, jake didn’t seem as messy as jay swore he was. I was half-expecting clothes and empty cans to be all over the place but the living room was nearly sparkling.
once again, before my mind could completely process everything, jake steps in front of me and extends his hand towards me. “it’s a pleasure to meet you, I’m jake.” oh, trust me. I know.
I laugh. not just because of his adorable smile that crinkled his eyes and smile lines, but also because he greeted me as if I was the queen of england or something. “y/n,” I reply and shake his hand firmly. his hands were soft. not alarmingly soft, but enough to know that he took care of himself.
after I let go, jake then motions that same arm towards the living room area and says, “make yourself at home.” don’t mind if I do I think to myself as I head for the decent sized leather couch. in front of it was a small glass coffee table that had the tv remote and a couple empty red solo cups. the tv, which I guessed to be about 40 inches, was mounted on the wall.
“would you like something to drink?” jake asks me as he collects the empty cups, his ears noticeably red. “we got lemonade, coke, water,” he adds, and I go with lemonade and jay requests a coke before plopping down next to me.
then rest of the day carried on like normal. seriously. the awkwardness literally faded away from there on out. we talked and joked as if we’ve been hanging out forever.
in all honesty, I was half-expecting for jake to make a move, but he didn’t. whether it was because jay was there or because I was already over analyzing how he felt about me, I’m not sure.
I would get my answer soon enough, though.
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fast forward a couple weeks later, jake and I have been texting each other pretty much on a daily basis. since it’s been finals season in addition to having completely different schedules, we hadn’t had the opportunity to hang out again until today.
now you might be wondering if I’ve forgotten or shoved aside that whole weird wingman act jay did that had me meet jake in the first place. absolutely not. I went along with it, trying to act oblivious.
jake wasn’t flirty in the very beginning, he waited to about a week after meeting to call me pretty. week two he got adventurous and called me baby and princess, which I shut down immediately by telling him that those names won’t charm me and he’s going to have to do better than that. to which he replied, “yes, ma’am,” which I’ll admit did make my stomach flutter a bit. just a little bit tho.
I debated with myself if I was going to tell him that I’m dominant. he does a great job of coming off as dominant as possible and it’s quite fun to act dumb, but on the other hand I can’t help imagining him on his knees, looking up at me and saying ‘yes, ma’am’ to my every command.
by the time the day had come for us to hang out at jake’s apartment again, I had made my mind. that same bright smile he gave me as he opened the door only confirmed my decision.
his outfit today was very simple and cozy; a beige hoodie with black jeans, and he looked nice. his hair was still parted in the middle and looked a tad longer than it was last time I saw him. his bangs were now well past his eyebrows.
“hey, you look great,” I haven’t even gone past the door and he’s already complimenting me, as he should though because he wasn’t wrong. I was wearing a dark red cami with black lace underneath a black zip up hoodie and with black jeans. I also put on black eyeliner and a dark red lip stain to put it all together.
“why, thank you,” I said coyly, waving my hand at him. he chuckles and invites me in. I kick off my shoes and scanned around the living room for jay but he was nowhere to be found. “is jay not here yet?” I ask, and jake hesitates for a slight moment.
“oh nahhh,” he says. “he had last minute work to catch up on.”
‘then why didn’t he tell me?’ is what I wanted to say, but again, I acted oblivious. “ah, what a shame.”
“yeah, but don’t worry, we’ll have just as much fun. you hungry?”
“starving.”
i followed him into the kitchen as he lists the numerous snacks he had, including his secret stash he kept hidden from jay or any other of his friends who come over. “then maybe we can order something,” he adds after he realizes he didn’t have anything that could pass for a meal.
“sounds good. I’ll take a rice krispy.” he throws me a m&m rice krispy treat, then pulls up a delivery app on his phone. we settle on a local mexican restaurant and once he orders it and tells me it will arrive in an hour, I start my attack. “y’know,” I start, then crumple the left over wrapper and toss it in the bin. “I feel like you’re not telling me something.”
his adam’s apple jumps. “w-what do you mean?”
“I played dumb, but I noticed jay trying to get us together, you flirting with me. I bet jay doesn’t even have any work to do right now.”
by now his face is flushed and I could practically see him trying to scrabble his mind for excuses. “I-” he starts, and I walk closer to him, trapping him between me and the kitchen counter.
“you what?” I challenge, staring him down.
“I was interested in you but,” he pauses and his eyes flicker, “I found out about your… type, and I wanted to see if I could, I guess, change it? heeseung told me.” heeseung.
my mind instantly goes back to the night I snuck him on my bed. his face against my pillow and his bare back arched towards me as I pounded him. his back muscles tensed everytime I hit his spot, and he barely tried to lower his girlish moans and whimpers or his constant ‘oh yes’s and ‘oh fuck’s.’
then I start to become furious. “do you know how silly that sounds?” I ask, rhetorically. “you really thought you could change me, dominate me, but look at you. you look like a sorry puppy.”
I knew that set something off inside of him. I didn’t know what it was at the time, but I saw what I know recognize as lust start to pool in his eyes and his jaw go slack. then he swallows and finally says, “I’m sorry.” and before I could shit on his lousy apology he adds, “I’m really sorry. I should of never tried to change you, you just ended up changing me.”
I raised my eyebrow at him because I had no idea what he meant by that. but then he grabs my wrist and guides my hand to his neck. momentarily, I let my hand hang loosely around him as I get over the initial shock. however, it doesn’t take too long for me to start squeezing and jake throws his back and let’s his eyes close.
“look at you,” I chuckle darkly, “I bet you planned to have me bent over, but here I am choking you, and you like it.” he moans, and I choke him harder.
I then let my hand palm his jeans. he moans and raises his hips to meet my hand. I rub my fingers along his boner and my other hand releases his neck. he takes a deep inhale and then watches me tease him.
“please,” he whines, raising his hips again.
“do you really think you deserve it?” I asked, coldly.
“no ma’am. I’ve been a bad puppy.”
my eyes widen, instantly. never would I have thought that jake sim would ever say anything like that, and by the looks of his flushed cheeks and nervous eyes, I could tell he didn’t either.
I smirk and place my arms on the counter behind him, now leaning against his body. he whimpers as his dick rubs against my thigh and he’s basically begging for me with those puppy eyes of his, but I don’t plan to give him any release anytime soon. “then you should be punished,” I say, lowly.
to which he replies, “yes, ma’am. punish me,” in the most desperate tone I’ve ever heard. I push myself back off the counter and pull him by one of his belt straps. “where to?”
he leads me to his bedroom, which is pretty basic. he had white wooden furniture and the only decorations I could see where pictures of his family and his dog, but I didn’t look around long at all. once I closed the door I commanded him to strip. he does so with ease, although his hands were noticeably shaky. he starts with his hoodie, which coincidentally has no shirt underneath. his abdomen and arms are perfectly toned, a perfect canvas for some marks. next, he slides his jeans and briefs down his legs in a quick motion, and when he straightens up his dick is standing tall. precum is oozing and dripping down his red tip, and his shaft is thick and veiny.
“you look so good,” I compliment him. “too bad you’ve been a naughty puppy. on your knees.” jake doesn’t question me and does as he’s told. he sits on his feet and places his hands on his thighs on either side of his leaking cock. he looks up with those charming eyes, his bottom lip caught between his teeth.
“don’t be too mean,” he whines, using his best puppy eyes to persuade me.
unfortunately, it doesn’t work for him. “bit too late for that now. safeword?” I ask him and it only takes him a second to come up with one, “soccer.”
I unzipped my hoodie and threw it on the edge of his bed. the heat from my stomach and my core was becoming too much and I could already feel my underwear getting soaked, yet I kept the rest of my clothes on for the time being. jake still needed to be broken.
I grab a fistful of his soft hair and yank his head upward, earning a hiss and small whine in response. he liked that. a deep groan confirms it after another experimental tug. “who would’ve thought you were such a painslut,” I smirk, and it seems like jake almost shrinks in embarrassment. “what would jay and heeseung think? I wonder if you made a bet with either of them.”
immediately, he shakes his head the best he could with my fingers still tangled in his hair, “no, ma’am. there was no bet. I just wanted you so bad.” his confession takes me a little by surprise. I never thought he’d be so needy. turns out under that fuckboy persona of his, he was just a desperate slut. how cute.
“well, you’re going to have to work for me.” I remove my hand from his hair and place it on his cheek. “now be a good puppy.” after another cute ‘yes ma’am,’ I step back and return my gaze onto his neglected boner. he’s done a great job keeping his hands off so I lift my foot and rub his swollen tip against my sock. jake moans and ruts his hips against me. I lightly kick his shaft as a warning, “sit still.” he yelps and bites his lip. his hands are now fists on top of his thighs as he fights the urge to grind against my foot.
I continue teasing his dick until I feel his precum leaking through my sock. meanwhile, jake is making all kind of unholy noises and eventually leans back on his palms so I could tease his whole length and his balls. “please, please, please,” he begs to no avail. it just results in me ordering him to take off my now stained socks.
then I figured it was time to move onto his bed. my desire to straddle him was growing by the second. as he gets on his bed, I strip off my jeans and let them sit near my socks on the floor. my panties were now completely soaked with a huge wet patch (which wasn’t as noticeable since the panties I wore today were black). I catch jake staring at them as I climb next him, quickly swiping his tongue along his lips, which urges me to kiss him. his lips are so hungry and practically chase mine as I slide my hand down his chest. his body is hot to touch and I feel the swear start to form on his skin as he tenses up from my touch.
his eyes are still closed when I pull away, wanting more. I turn my attention back towards his dick and finally I wrap my hand around it. he’s still dripping with precum and I gather it all up by rubbing my thumb over his slit. he’s so close, he’s basically moaning in my ear. more desperate pleas leave his chewed lips as I rub his slit. I silence him by bringing my wet thumb to his mouth. he gladly parts his lips and let’s his tongue lap at his juices with half-lidded eyes. “there you go,” I praise.
at this point, my insides were melting because of how turned on I was. I needed to be on top of him now, and that’s exactly what I did next. I balanced myself on his shoulders and lean down for another quick kiss on his lips then trailing off to his jaw and his neck. jake shivers beneath me and grabs onto my hips. he’s so sensitive throughout his neck and each nibble of my teeth has him squirming and begging.
after leaving one good hickey and faint lipstick stains on the side of his neck, just below his ear, I scoot up and hover my core over his mouth. my thighs, which both had streaks of my essence dripping down them, straddled his head. jake looks at my wet panties, ripping them apart with his eyes before presenting his tongue. he licks a quick stripe as soon as I lower myself onto him, collecting all the liquid that threatened to drip onto his chin. I let myself sigh as he gives a few more puppy licks and grab hold of his hair. “you taste so good,” he moans, and then I completely sit on his face.
my eyes naturally close and my head is thrown back as he sucks my underwear dry, occasionally humming and sending vibrations throughout my pussy. “yeah that’s it,” I groan, slowly grinding my hips on his tongue, “use that tongue of yours, puppy.” he has a few more laps before I lift myself off of his face. jake whines in protest, and with his small pout I was almost expecting him to pull me back down.
instead, he cries, “please can I cum? please, please, please. it hurts so bad.” I could see the tears threatening to spill from his glossy eyes.
“hmm,” I tap my chin, “maybe if you beg some more I’ll let you.”
“please, please, please, mommy! I need you to touch me and make me cum so bad. I’ll be a good puppy, I promise.”
him calling me mommy nearly made me go feral. I was holding myself back this whole time for the sake of his punishment, and now I needed him as much as he needed me. so I tossed my panties, shirt, and bra aside and pulled jake’s cock towards my entrance. we both moan as I sink down onto him. he stretches my walls so nicely.
“fuck, mommy, you feel so good,” he curses when I start riding him. my pace is moderate, switching between me bouncing and grinding on his cock. my walls grip onto him, making him moan and curse even more. “yes, mommy. fuck me.”
his hands reattach themselves onto my hips. his face is now completely fucked out—his eyes half-lidded, his jaw slack and consistently releasing loud moans, his hair sticking to the sweat that’s accumulated on his forehead. I was honestly surprised he lasted as long as he did.
“mommy can I cum on you, please? I’ll clean it up, mommy. please.”
“go ahead, puppy. cum for mommy,” i say as I get off his dick. pearly white rope instantly shoots out from his slit and onto my stomach and chest. as promised, jake gathers his cum on my stomach with his fingers and sucks them clean, then licks the cum off my chest, sneaking a small suck on my nipple.
we collapsed next to each other afterwards, gathering our breaths and our thoughts before going to clean ourselves up. jake thanks me after he hands me a bottled water. although I wasn’t exactly sure what he was thanking me for, I still respond with “of course.”
briefly, I worried that things would be awkward between us. considering that jake only said he was attracted to me and didn’t specify if he had any romantic feelings for me, I half-expected him to treat me like a one night stand. however, he was sweet and offered to keep me in his bed to rest and that’s where we ate our mexican food when it shortly arrived afterwards before cuddling the rest of the night.
I had no idea what was next for us—a relationship, a friends with benefits arrangement, or maybe this really was just a one night stand. at that moment, I was content with either of those.
all I was certain of is that the next person I was punishing was jay.
