Lick for Yes (Pet Play Story)
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“Why did I agree to this?” You look down at your bare feet as you shift your weight. The tile floor is cold against your soles, but it’s nothing compared to the wintry February weather you’re about to face completely naked. Well, save for the collar, and the knee pads you’ll likely be forced to use. Maybe pouting will help you steel you for what’s about to become the most embarrassing evening of your life.
“Puppy,” Master whispers. His supple voice paired with that evil smile makes you want to melt on the spot.
“Arf?”
He sticks a finger under your collar and tugs your face towards his. Noses touch, and warm breath tickles your neck. “Don’t you want the world to see what an obedient pet you are?”
Instincts tell you how to avoid what’s coming: slip out of Master’s grip, run for your room, and lock the door behind you. Screaming on the way up the stairs could show him you’re too scared to do this. Then you remind yourself that you asked for it. Dozens of offhand sexual jokes at the beginning of your relationship led to level-headed, mature conversations about your interests, and you soon discovered a mutual love of pet play and exhibitionism. He’s spent hundreds of dollars on expensive toys, planned out a whole scene, and brought you all the way to the front door in your gear on your anniversary, and yet you’re getting cold feet.
It's scary, you can’t deny that. Master knows it. But you can’t give in! Seeing him put on this brave act boosts your confidence. A newfound respect for the man blossoms in your heart.
Steeled against what’s coming, you give him the signal of consent and eagerness. You lick his face.
“That’s a good puppy!” Master reaches behind your ear and scratches the back of your head. This time you do melt, nuzzling your head in his palm. He takes the opportunity to click your leash into place. “Now let’s take you on a walk.”
It’s not as cold outside as you expected. Snow crunches beneath your feet, and although it stings momentarily, you look around to find that it won’t encumber you for long on your walk. Most of the winter snow has melted away. Patches of exposed dirt and dead grass dot the white residential landscape.
You clamber to the end of the driveway, but before you make it to the sidewalk your feet get a little too numb to be comfortable. Almost like they’re falling asleep. You pick them up to warm them and knee suddenly pushes against your back, throwing you off balance. Your hands shoot in front of you and hit the grass.
“Ah ah,” Master says, clicking his tongue. “Puppies have to walk on all fours. Now pick your head up.”
You whimper. Of course, he chose this time of year so you wouldn’t be able to walk anyway. Master’s so clever! On the other side of the street, two women with hands pressed to their mouths walk past you. They’re both wearing heavy coats, big winter boots, and homemade knit scarves around their necks, emphasizing your nudity so overtly that you feel your clit pulse.
As soon as you make eye contact the women avert their gazes, cheeks flushed from the cold turning even more red. One of them giggles, and the other whispers, “Oh my god, they’re so cute.”
“You can come pet my puppy if you want,” Master shouts at them. The women turn to each other, nod, and cross the street.
Hands and knees on the ground, ass raised for everyone to see, Master tugging at your collar to approach them… it’s truly happening. It’s also nearly overstimulating. Your breathing gets heavy, and your heart thumps in your ears.
“Awwww,” one of the women says. She reaches out a gloved hand to run it along your back. The fabric is soft. “She’s panting so hard.”
“She must be excited!” the other one chimes. Another hand reaches your back. Delicate, ungloved fingers trail up your spine and towards your shoulders.
You pant harder, realizing another reason why Master planned to do this on a cool day. The hands caressing your back are so warm and inviting, you wish people would pet you everywhere. It’s enough to make you forget how revealing this all is. To make the inside of your thighs slick. The throbbing of your clit also gets stronger.
“Oh, she’s excited alright,” Master says. He walks around behind you, pulling the leash so you have to lift your head up higher, and you hear an unzipping sound. “Maybe she needs her bone.”
“Can… uh…” The woman with gloves coughs into her covered hand. “Can we watch?”
You can’t see Master’s face yet know he’s smiling cheek-to-cheek. He sounds as though he’s fumbling in his pockets for something, then his hands come into view holding medium-sized objects towards the women. They snatch them up in eager hands, barely giving you a chance to see what they were. They stare at the objects with wide eyes.
One of the women pulls her pants down, revealing wide thighs and smooth skin, and steps into a strap on. The dildo is at least half a foot long with several large knots. She’s clearly done this before because she doesn’t struggle getting it on, and when she’s done she rubs the shaft up and down your face. She stops at your mouth and shoves her hips forward just enough that the tip parts your lips. You drool over the giant member. That earns another giggle from the newcomer.
The other woman, the one with no gloves, kneels down to press something smooth against your pussy. Your body recognizes it as a wand. You clench the muscles in your lower half appropriately, and as you do her other hand slides up your chest and towards your hard nipples. You didn’t realize how stiff they had gotten with the cold. The skin of your arms erupts in goosebumps.
“You’re getting puckered up before we’ve even started,” Master says. “Is this what you want, puppy?”
How could you get this far and stop? All this build up just for no pay off would be downright disappointing. You bark, furious nodding reminding you of the dildo in your face. “Ruff!”
“I need your signal, love.”
“Arf! Ruff!” You repeat, then lick the dildo vigorously.
The strap on, wand, and Master’s dick penetrate you one by one. “Aaaaahhhhh- NNNNNhhhh- OHHHH,” you moan in quick succession. The vibration of the wand sends jolt after jolt of pleasure through your body. Your eyes get watery – not that it matters, since the only thing to see in front of you is the strap on anyway. But what a sight it is! A woman you barely know fucking you in the mouth, having her way with you as your Master plays with your asshole? You knew he was good but he’s really outdone himself. You’ve needed this, CRAVED this for as long as you can remember. Now that it’s happening you can barely believe it, but you want to savor all of it.
Master moans from behind you. You picture how he must be standing over you, with his legs spread wide so his body is lower, and you think of how good it feels to be below him. His eyes must be lightly closed as he’s soaking in the moment of pleasure, so you close your eyes to feel closer to him. He grips your ass with a squeeze timed perfectly to the wand’s vibrations. It’s in that perfect spot too, right next to that beauty mark he always makes fun of. You love him so fucking much. One day soon you’ll fulfill his fantasies too.
“FFUUUUCCCK.”
Daddy lets go of his grip and smacks your ass.
“RRRRRUFFFF!”
Smack. “RRRRRRUFF!”
Smack, smack. “RUFF RUFF!”
“That’s… right,” he says, panting and thrusting after each word. “Puppy… talk… ONLY.”
Your ass starts to sting, then just as quickly goes numb. It’s even a bit warm now, thanks to the winter weather. At that the wand increases intensity, and you realize you’re close. Sharp nails dig into your torso, making you flinch away from the vibrations. You desperately pull your crotch back towards the wand to grind into it. Master must think you’re pulling too far from him because he tugs at your leash, making you choke momentarily against the collar. It’s his reminder that he controls you, owns you. That gets you closer. Just another second…
Everything seizes up for a moment. The dildo brushes against the back of your throat, Master’s dick goes just as deep, and the wand passes over your clit in a perfect circle. So much stimulus. Pure ecstasy rolls like a wave over your body as you finally climax. Your back arches and you can’t help but bark and moan. “OHHHHH, OHHHHHHHHHH, RRRRRRUFFF, RRRRUFFFFFF, AAAAAARRRRFFF, RRRuuuuffff, uuhhhh… nnnnnnnggg.”
Your body starts to give out. No one speaks for a long minute. The woman in front of you slowly pulls out the dildo as Master pulls out his dick, and he rounds your body to stand next to her, giving you enough space to flop onto the ground. Your hearing fails you as you lay there stunned, but you glean the tail end of their conversation.
“Thanks Sharissa, Selene,” Master says. They smile at him, return the thanks, and disappear into the winter as if nothing happened. Then he squats down to meet your eyes. Master is still breathing heavy, and it’s the first time today that you notice his breath condensing in the winter air. “Have fun?”
“Guh… rrrruff,” you manage. “Arf.”
“Of course I planned out the meeting silly. They’re friends from work, and when they heard about what I had in store for you… Well, let’s just say they’re friends with benefits now. Only if my puppy is okay with it.”
Through the bliss, you know what your answer is. Today wasn’t embarrassing like you thought it might be. It was something you’ve always wanted. The initial fear gave way to fulfillment, and it was all because of Master’s love and confidence. Doing all that, and doing it with him, it was… liberating.
Of course you agree with Master. He always knows what’s best for you, after all. You lick his face.