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Original title: Good Pup (Audio Script)

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Her boyfriend is all suited up in his leather pup hood and leash and ready to play. Maybe she’ll give him a treat; if he’s a good boy, that is. Female Dominance ✅ Pup Play Sex Story ✅ Submissive Male Sex Story ✅ Sexy British Accent

Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.

Edited by: Huangguo Drama · Updated:

Stories

It’s our first time trying out this new gear. My hands are cushioned in the padded paw gloves...the leather studded detail reflects the light onto the wall.

“Oh my God, you look so cute!”

You do that excited little jump and dance I love so much as you secure the final padded paw around my wrist. I’m in my underwear, knee pads, and a leather pup hood. You bought this for me. A present for being such a good boy. And I love it.

“Are you ready?”

You pick up my collar and leash off of the hook on the wall where we hang our keys.

“Sit and present.”

The latex corset I laced you into earlier pushes up your breasts...you look so damn beautiful. I kneel at your feet, knees apart, paws on my thighs, staring up attentively. You hold the collar in between your fingers, the leash dangling to the floor. A devilish grin sits on your face.

“Tell me your safewords, pup.”

“Yellow.”

“Very good. And if you want me to ‘stop’?

“Red.”

“Good boy. Oh! I almost forgot...”

You reach into your purse for something. Oh my god… is that…?

“I got you something special today, pup. Turn around. On all fours...there’s a good boy.”

A tail. You got me a tail! It’s long and black and curves upward on one end. And it’s a...buttplug. My dick trembles and my stomach flutters as I watch you cover the plug in lube.You work the tip up against my asshole...

Slowly, you push it in. Further…and further! Fuck, it feels so good. You stroke my ears and I rock my hips so that my new tail wags happily from side to side. I love this.

You secure the leather collar around my neck and tug on the leash, testing it out. I love how you look down at me. So much authority...and so much affection. You hold my collar firm, making it clear exactly who’s in charge.

“Are you a good puppy? Do you want to go for a walk?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Up! Let’s go!”

You stand, your latex stilettos inches from my face. Fuck, you look amazing! You start to walk and I follow, the padding in the paws cushioning my hands against the floor. I crawl on all fours, the leash clinking as we walk around the room. My mind is completely empty. I feel so free...and so safe...when you’re in control. I was really nervous to tell you about my pup play fetish. But you were so sweet and asked so many questions when I told you about my ex-boyfriend and how he introduced me to the scene.

Being a pup, your pup...it means so much to me. I can switch off all of my stress and just be your good boy. I love obeying your commands.

“Paws up.”

I sit up onto my knees quickly, desperate for your praise. I hold my paws up to my face. I can barely take my eyes off your breasts held tight in that corset...

“Good boy! You’re such a good puppy for me…”

Your words tingle down my spine. My dick is getting rock hard in my boxers. You promised me a reward if I was good. I’ve been in my chastity cage for a week now and you promised I could passion for you if I got my tricks right.

“Lie down.”

“Sit.”

“Roll over.”

“Awww, good boy! C’mere!”

I crawl back to your feet and sit eagerly, waiting for your next command. I can feel the plug spreading me as I bounce up and down on it.

“You deserve a treat for that, don’t you?”

A gorgeous smile spreads across your cheeks. You reach down and stroke my dick. Up and down my shaft…all the way to the tip.

“Good boy. I can tell how much you like that.”

I nod and jump up and down on my paws. You’ve teased me every night in my cage and I am so desperate to passion.

“Please…”

You pull at my leash and lead me down the hall towards our bedroom. You guide me towards the bed and pat the surface to let me know I’m allowed on the furniture. Excitement dances in my stomach. Are you really going to fuck me? Will you let me passion? Or are you going to deny me again?

You draw your slick hands down my dick over and… over again. I’m s-so sensitive after a week of chastity. I look down and watch through the hood as your hands slide up and down, circling at the head with your thumb.

“Do you like that, puppy?”

“Yes…”

Fuck, that feels so good. You stroke me in a slow and steady rhythm. My hips rock against your hand as I tip my head up towards the ceiling. Then you speed up, stroking me faster… faster...

Oh God, I’m so sensitive. I don’t know how long I can last... You press yourself against me, your breasts grazing against my chest...

Mmm, god, I wish you would show me your chest right now. I wish I could press my face into your breasts and feel you smother me...but I’m helpless to you and whatever you have in store for me...

You watch me whimper and shake beneath you and I know it turns you on so much.

“Please, Miss…”

You feign concern for how close I am and stroke my ears.

“Awww, are you gonna passion? Is my pet going to passion for me?”

“Please...Please, Miss I - I… I can’t hold on much longer…”

You reach around and twist my tail around. It feels so good...

“Ohhh, fuck, keep going, Miss. Keep playing with my asshole. Just like that-just like that!”

“You know how much I love to hear you moan. It turns me on so much. I’m sure you won’t mind if I touch myself a little...”

You twist the buttplug around again, pushing and pulling on it to tease my sensitive little hole. With your free hand, you slide three fingers between your legs and massage your clit.

Ohhh, god. You push me down onto my back on the bed and climb into my lap. Your hips straddle mine and you slide my dick up and down against your clit...

“You feel how wet I am? You feel how bad I want to fuck you?”

“Y-yes, Miss. Yes, please fuck me. Yes...please. Please.”

“Mmm, should I fuck you…?”

You yank on the leash and bring your face close to my hood.

“Or should I just use you? Hm? Are you my little fuck-toy?”

I nod vigorously. I am throbbing for you. You lift yourself up and sit down on my shaft.

“Good boy...ohhh, yeah, fuck, just like that. You ride me hard...fast…oh my god, fuck yes!”

You squeeze the base of my shaft with one hand as you fuck yourself on me.

“Is this mine?? Tell me whose dick this is.”

“It’s yours, Miss! Only yours...”

Ohhh, fuck, I love being used by you. You press one hand against my chest and use the other to play with your clit. You writhe on top of me and I feel your pussy clench tight around my dick.

“Ohhh, fuck!”

“That’s it...You’re doing so good…”

You wrap the leash around your hand and pull on it. I’m your little fucktoy. Ohhh, I’m just your fucking toy. I love it...so much...

“Fuck… fuck… I’m close…ohh, god, I’m close…”

My breath is hot underneath my hood. My toes curl and my hips involuntarily rock up to meet your rhythm. I’m so close...But I can’t come until you do. You grab my jaw and force me to look up at you.

“I’m going to passion. Watch me passion. Yes….yes!”

You bounce on top of me, touching your forehead to mine. My leash wrapped tight in your fist. I can’t…I can’t hold on. I have to passion, oh my god, I have to passion...

“Oh… fuck… yes. That was so good. Oh! I almost forgot… you want to passion, too?”

I nod up and down, biting down hard into my lower lip.

“Okay. You can go ahead and passion now.”

My nails dig into my palms…My hips jerk as you continue to bounce up and down on top of me…my dick slides in and out of you so hard and fast...and finally…oh fuck...

You collapse on top of me, my leash slack in your hand as you nuzzle into my neck. My fists release, sliding up your gorgeous thighs, wrapping my arms around you.

Fuck...that was amazing. Once our breath steadies, you reach to my hood, sliding it off my face and dropping it to the ground. My face is warm and sticky with sweat.

“Hey…”

You rake your fingers through my hair.

“How was that?”

“Oh my God...That was incredible…”

“Was it worth being in the cage for a week?”

“So… so worth it...”

You get to work unbuckling the leather mitts from around my wrists. Fuck, I love the way you look at me. You pull the ring around my collar, leash in hand, holding me still so I look at you.

“You’re such a good puppy.”

“Thank you, Miss.”

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