please, i beg of thee - puppy play with afab reader, maybe Dark making them wear a tail plug and doggy ears, with added bimbofication because that fic was just to die for 😩👌
Ask and ye shall receive! I hope this is all right, and I’m sorry it took so long. But I hope you enjoy!!
The atmosphere was different when you walked through your front door that evening. An electric charge crackled in the air, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. You knew this feeling well, this sense of danger and excitement pulled taut like a rubber band. And you knew very well who caused it.
A thrill coursed through your veins, shortening your breath. Heart pounding, you turn around and locked your door.
You paused, a presence behind you. Watching you. Something, a finger, touched the very base of your spine where your body curved into your lower half. It traced up, the chilling touch stopping at the back of your neck. You arched your back, taking in a sharp gasp.
His voice, deep as the void and smooth as silk, caressed your ear. Already trembling, each word slowly left your mouth as if you had to concentrate to even form a coherent thought.
“I wasn’t expecting you today.”
He hummed, resting his hands gently on your shoulders. “I wanted to surprise you. It’s been far too long since we’ve gotten personal time between us.”
“It has been,” you admit, an eager little smile on your face, “I missed you.”
You attempted to turn to face him, but he kept you in place.
“Oh, I’ve missed you too. And to amend our lost time…I’ve brought you a gift.”
Before you could answer, you felt something clasp around your throat. Reaching up, you felt the soft leather material and the little charm hanging at the base of your neck. You furrow your brows.
He materialized before you, making you jump. He grasped the charm and rubbed it between his fingers.
“A collar. For my perfect little pet. And even better–” he tugs on a long leather strap, making you gasp as you stumble forward and the collar tightens. He grins. “It has a leash.”
You bite your lip to hold back a moan, not wanting to give in so early. He pulls the leash tighter. “Now, now, love, don’t hold back. You know I don’t like it when you do.”
Smirking, you reply, “You think I’m gonna be that easy?”
Immediately your heart jumpstarts. You know it’s never a good idea to say something like that to him.
“In fact, darling,” he answers in a deadly still voice, “I do.”
You try to speak, but as you stare into his eyes you find yourself bring drawn in like a sailor following a siren into the deep, dark water. You plummet further and further, feeling all sensible thoughts gently float away until they are just a pinpoint of light in the vast darkness. Your lips part and your eyes glaze over the longer you stare, your shoulders slumping.
He softly hushes you. “You don’t need to think right now, little one. No need for those pesky higher functions. There’s something primal in you, can’t you feel it?” He leans down next to your ear and growls. “An urge to obey your master. To be such a good pet for him. To do as he says.”
You drop to your knees, something so simple and pure wiping your mind of everything besides him, and the need to obey, to be good, to be used. You paw at his leg, only soft grunts and moans leaving your lips. You wanted him, desperately. Dark looks down at you with a sharp smirk, gripping the leash and pulling you along on all fours towards your living room couch. Every ounce of dignity was being stripped away from you, but you couldn’t care less. He sits down and pats his leg with a command. “Come.”
You scramble onto the couch and his lap, nuzzling as close as you possibly could, whining with need.
You felt his chest rumble as he let out a hum and said, “I think there’s something missing from this scene.”
You tilted your head to the side and glanced at the couch. Sitting there next to Dark was a shining silver plug attached to a soft, fluffy tail and a pair of doggy ears. He picks up the ears and slips them on your head, tracing his finger along your jaw.
“One last thing,” he said, “Get down on all fours and turn around.”
You obeyed quickly, presenting your ass to him. He positions the plug at the entrance, slowly teasing it in. You let your moans fall freely from your lips as it fully penetrates you.
“Perfect,” he said, patting his leg again, “Now, come.”
You crawled back to him, straddling him. You could feel the bulge beneath the fabric of his trousers teasing you. You slowly start to grind, whimpering with desire. He grips the back of your neck, pulling you close so he can softly moan in your ear, whispering praise.
“There you go. You know your place, don’t you? Being my good little pet.”
You gasped and began to grind faster, no thoughts, only sensations of pleasure and desire. Mercifully, he doesn’t wait long before he’s slipped his trousers below his hips and freed his perfect cock. You position yourself just right, waiting for him to give you permission, as a good pet would do. When he finally does, you slowly sit on his cock, letting it stretch you open. You whine and moan gripping his shirt as you start bouncing, your fluffy tail happily moving with you. Dark reaches around and pushes the plug in further, causing you to cry out at the sensation.
“Such a good pet. I know you love it when your master fills you up.”
Every nerve is on fire, every synapse in your brain firing with the sole intention of providing absolute blissful pleasure. He thrusts up into you, keeping the same pace with the plug. You feel your orgasm building, pulled taut and ready to snap. Dark grabs your collar and jerks you towards him, snarling, growling like an animal as his own release is near.
“Cum for me, pet. Cum your empty little brains out all over your master's cock.”
You obey on command, throwing your head back, practically howling in euphoria as it rushes from you. With a few more thrusts, he grunts and bites down on your neck as his cum pours into you. With all energy zapped you collapse on his chest, panting. But after a moment, he says something that both terrifies and thrills you.
“Gather your strength quickly, pet. I’m not done.”
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