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Life Of A Pet

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Kinks:

*-Wish Fulfilment *

-Petplay

-Chastity Cage

-Oral Sex

The life of a pet is a simple one. You wake up from your doggy bed each morning, with your plush bone and toys nearby, stretch and crawl on all fours like a dog. That's what you are. A pup.

Your Owner is up before you, and like always, he lets you lie in for a little bit. Since you've moved in with Sir, you've not had people-worries. No job to wake up to, no worrying about paying cheques or bills: that was Owner's responsibility. The only things you had to take care of were your master and the home.

Your hands creak on the hardwood floor as you enter the kitchen room, obediently sitting on your knees beside the table as Owner is reading the morning paper. You don't make a sound, don't bark. Sir doesn't like being disturbed while reading. So you sit, back straight, trying not to make a noise your cage strains against your body.

"Good morning pup!" Owner beams at you, the male opting for a Hawaiin palm print short today.

You let a little bark out, before using human words to greet your master.

"Good boy!" Owner ruffles your hair. "Now cage check!"

You blush, raising your hands to your chest like little paws. Owner does this every morning, making sure his puppy is caged and healthy downstairs. Of course, it was all for show. You've been caged for months now, only allowed it off for cleaning and the occasional stretch, but you love it. It's dominating. It reminds you of your place - under him.

"Good boy! So clean and smooth down there!"

If you had your tail in you, you'd be wagging madly. Being praised by Sir was so perfect! You want to make sure you look your best. That meant keeping free of hair.

"Now sit boy!" Owner commands, and you obey. A small whimper crawls out of your throat as you hear the klink of the vitamin bottles. There were several to keep you healthy but to encourage your locked cock to leak. Your Owner holds the capsules out expectantly.

And a puppy obeys. You press your mouth into Sir's hand, swallowing your pet pills, as you've taken to calling them, all while getting head pats, scritches and praise - the good boy routine.

Gulp.

You swallow them obediently and lick your Owner's hand. Already you can tell today was one where serving was wanted. You need to serve.

"Aww does puppy want to have his bone this morning?"

"Woof! Arf!"

"Now pup, use your human words." Owner said, scritching behind your ears.

"P-please Sir, can puppy have his b-bone?" You whimper out, cage straining as you vocalised. No need to look to show how your tip was pushing out through the plastic piss slit. "I...puppy wants to serve. Puppy wants to show how good of a boy he is."

You give Owner your best puppy-dog eyes and whine.

"Aww, since you asked so nicely pup..."

you bit your lip as Sir slowly unzipped his jeans, pulling them and his jockstrap down. Already you can see his manhood was erect, throbbing at the site of his property.

"...go on then, pet. Enjoy your treat!"

Arf! You go face-first into your Owner's crotch, huffing his heavy scent. You breathe in. Deeply. Focusing on Sir's musk, letting it imprint in your mind before you nuzzle and kiss his cock. You work your way up his shaft, planting love kisses as you reach Sir's tip. Saying you love Owners cock is an understatement.

You craved it!

The pink glans of Sir's cock was flush with need as you slowly took it into your mouth. Heavy, salty...perfect. You push forward, taking more of his length in. There was no resistance or gagging, with the near-daily blowjobs, you've learned to suppress it. You still remember the first time you took Sir's cock in fully...oh how you were praised! You were even rewarded with an uncaged orgasm, the first in a very long time.

"Aww good puppy! Good boy!" Owner wrapped his hands around your head, keeping you focused on your task at hand. He chuckles, smooth and handsome-like. "Looks like someone is needy."

You whine, feeling your thighs slicken from the slow drip of precum from your cage. It's not important you can't jerk off. You don't need to. Owner's cock is all you need, you press your tongue against the uncut penis, sucking and pushing your mouth with a slllrk and pop!

Your knees ache, your cage straining almost painfully as you continue on your work. You were happily burrowed in, so focused that you didn't hear Owner's command the first time.

"Hold boy!"

You pull out, watching how that thick manhood throbbed, covered in your fluids. It was just there. Teasing. Just needing to be served. Worshipped.

"Lean in...no touching." You follow Sir's command to the letter, leaning towards his cock, watching how a drip of your saliva dripped onto the floor. "Close your eyes, pup!"

A whimper escaped your lips as you obey. You strain your ears, hearing how Owner shifted, hearing that distinctive telltale slap of flesh of a cock being played with. Owner was...was...

Feeling Sir's seed splatter on your face cut any thoughts short. The stench was overpowering as it squirted out again! A third time! You feel it roll down your cheeks, drip into your mouth, blessing you with that sweet-saltiness that you crave. You just sit there, bliss with the warmth on your face - the cum you can't let out yourself.

"Now, what do puppies say?"

"T-thank you for l-letting me be a good boy, Sir!" You stutter out, feeling more cum dribble into your mouth. You greedily lick your lips, swallowing that delicious food.

"Good boy! Now go and lick that mess up. You need to get your breakfast."

You nod, raising one of your hands to your cheeks to wipe your reward off your cheeks and give a slow lick. This life was bliss...and you wonder what Owner would serve in your dog bowl this morning....