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I can hear him as he moves around the room, my wolf dick twitching in anticipation at what he'll do next, the blindfold I'm wearing making sure it'll be a surprise. I know it'll be good, though. Master knows how to treat me well.

"Ah, this'll do," I hear him say from the other side of the room.

I wonder what it is? Maybe it's the candle? Cleaning up my fur afterwards is a pain but the initial burn when the wax hits makes it all worth it. And not being able to see it makes it all the more exciting. After all, it could land anywhere. He could drip it over my back, my shoulders, my arse. One time he even held it over my paw pads. We'd never really done anything with my feet before then but that day I learned just how much of an erogenous zone my feet could be, my pads especially. Just last week he made me lie on the floor with my legs in the air as he took a switch to them. A part of me hopes he'll do something like that again. Although, we have been doing a lot of foot stuff lately so it might be time for a change. Oh, Master, whenever I find a new kink, he always indulges me to my heart's content. I'm such a spoiled pup.

I feel something smooth and thin brush against my side and instantly recognise it as, not the switch, but Master's tail. Master is a mouse and few in our community can understand why I, a giant of a wolf, would ever submit to someone half my size.

"You should find a bear or a tiger," a fellow submissive friend of mine once told me. "There's nothing hotter than being overpowered, knowing that he could pin you down and have his way with you at any moment..."

I suppose for some that's appealing but Master doesn't need raw brute strength to pin me down. All he does is give me this look and I can feel my knees buckle and my entire world fall into place around this one man.

I feel his tail again as, this time, it slides across my jaw. He's so close I can smell him now, my whole body shaking as I drink in his scent. He's wearing the cologne I got him for his birthday. I knew it would go well with his natural smell but never in a million years did I think it would be this good. My entire body shivers as my head grows light from the intoxicating odour.

My knees are starting to ache from my position on all fours on the carpeted floor. Master hasn't done much to me as of yet, just the odd touch here and there, and it's starting to drive me mad. I can't see him but I can feel him standing right beside me. He's so close I can touch him. But, I won't, and he knows this. He can tease me all he wants and I won't do a thing to stop him. I really am under his spell.

Master kneels down beside me and, with a breath hot against my ear, he says, "Now, be a good boy and lift that cute little tail of yours."

He stands back up and goes to move behind me. I do as he tells me like the obedient pup I am and raise my tail, excitement rushing through me as I wait for what comes next.

I don't have to wait long, however, as a large THWACK sounds out throughout the room as wood meets soft arse flesh. Ah, he picked the paddle. Good choice. Then again, I wouldn't expect anything less than the best from my Master.

He does it again and again, several times in quick succession one after the other. I can already feel the skin under my fur turning red as the delicious sting of the strikes sink in. Once more and then he stops, giving me a chance to catch my breath. I hadn't even noticed how hard my breathing had grown until he stopped. Now, with my tongue hanging out and my chest harshly moving up and down, I couldn't wait for what he does next.

Then, without warning, he grabs one of my aching cheeks and gives it harsh squeeze, a new kind of pain now rushing through my body. I yelped at the suddenness of it all, a noise that quickly devolved into a pitiful lust filled moan.

I hear Master chuckle behind me. "Aw, I'm sorry, Pup. Did that hurt?" Master said in a mockingly sweet tone.

All I could manage was a whimper in response and that earned me another laugh. Master's always so mean. I love it.

There's one more slap against my tender rear end, this time with the palm of a hand. I yip from surprise and Master says, "Have I ever told you that you make the most wonderful sounds? I could listen to your pitiful crying all night."

My tail wags at Master's praise.

"You know, since you've been such a good pup, how about a little reward?"

I know exactly what reward he's talking about and I can't help the way my tail wags harder, earning me another laugh from my sweet Master.

I hear a soft sucking nose before a thin and moist something presses against my puckered hole. A feel a hand grab onto my hip as Master's spit covered tail slides into me. While I do love dick, the way the tail flicks around inside of me, its tip hitting every inch of my insides, is a sensation that cannot be beat.

As it continues to snake its way inside of me, my arms start to shake and holding myself up becomes all the more difficult. In fact, it takes no time at all for the combination of aching knees and wobbly arms to send me hurtling to the floor. Collapsing face first into the ground from an over exertion of pleasure is nothing new for me, so, after a quick check to see I'm okay, Master carries on with the abuse of my inner walls.

It isn't long until Master finds that one spot that drives me wild. My claws dig into the carpet and my already dripping and aching dick is hit with new life as that beautiful tail presses down against me. A flick here and a brush there and it isn't long until I'm howling my release.

Master removes his tail and then my blindfold. I look up at him with a tired smile. Master really does know what's best for me.