Pet and I
Story by ReynartWrites on SoFurry
So, here is something experimental that I enjoyed doing. A short with a word count, more of a single scene given energy and life. Something I can do very easily while still working on something else, or in between posts so I don't go from larger project to large project. Even my shorts were getting to the point where I wanted to elaborate on them. Either way, yes this is human on human, perhaps someday there will be something like this with monsters/furry creatures.
A small dim lit room just for two, in a quiet home, no one there but her and I. She's there on the bed with big doe eyes and a small knowing smile. Her skin is pale, her body curved, her eyes shining bright and green against the moonlight pouring in from the coverless window. On her neck is my sign, a black leather collar, so simple and yet so entirely mine. With one motion of my hand she moves to slip off the bed, crawling on all fours like a dog, touching the carpeted floor with her hands and then knees until she's kneeling before me. Fingers tracing her soft chin I don't even make a sound, and yet her mouth opens slowly, tongue out, eyes expecting. My cock is hard, thick and ready, I can smell the lust mixed with the alcohol in the air. I touch my member to her tongue and didn’t move, and without instruction she takes it all to the balls. Her tongue swirls in circles and twists to lavish my warm member on her wet tongue, her eyes are shut, and her hands are feverish and digging into my thighs. Not a motion from myself as I let her service my cock, twitching member dripping pre from excitement against that slut tongue. I see tears start to form, but don't stop her, I feel her shaking and still I do nothing, I hear a single gag and I snap my fingers, immediately she breaks away and coughs and sputters. I touch her cheek, worry flashing across my eyes for one second as I check her just as our eyes meet. Her eyes are distant, her smile is still there and very simply she says, "I'm all yours."
My heart skips a beat. That’s right I'm in charge. I grip onto her shoulders tight, digging into skin, bringing her up and turning her around. I bend her over the bed, locks of curly dark red hair in fist, my own eyes flashing with fury and lust, my mouth moving over her exposed neck to bite and lay claim. My cock rests against the small of her back, her mouth opening to let out a gasp and whimper as she becomes still, letting the master do the work. One hand trails down her side, stopping at her rear, slapping at it, enjoying the jiggle and bounce of that plump thing, doing it again and again until it is pink and then red. My hand then moves to my cock, body moving with my hand to edge and push my cock inside of her. As I touch her entrance, I thrust in deep without mercy, her back arching and her eyes widening with a gasp. I bury myself in her still tight pussy, she's already wet and ready, wanting to service like the good girl she is. I thrust and thrust again and again, I call her name as I pound to her, hips hitting her rear to make a satisfying slap with every single thrust into her wet and quivering pussy. She cries out and moans, occasionally whimpering and begging for me to slow down, but I know the truth. I thrust again and again and again as fast as I can as she cries out and whimpers, her body shivering, her lips turning to a stupid smile though she cries out and moans at the same time. I feel my cock ready, twitching and hot, too far gone to hold back as I whisper to her ears, "I'm not pulling out."
Her eyes widen and she begins to struggle just a bit. Punishment begins, my cock pushing in deep, my teeth clamping on to her shoulder and my hand tugging at her hair. She gasps and cries out, realizing her mistake and staying still, my thrusts growing slower, but still ever so firm. My lips touch her ears as I continued thrusting, kissing here, kissing there, until I touch the lobe. I whisper to her ear just as I thrust in my final push, "Good girl." I feel her pussy tighten around my cock, her eyes fluttering as my cum fills her. Warm seed painting her insides, marking her as my property again. The release of being acknowledged by her master and fucked so vigorously sending her over the edge. She's panting, her legs shaking, barely able to hold herself up and so I bring her fully onto the bed and examine her. She's got claw marks here and there where my hands trailed down her body, my teeth marked upon her neck and shoulder. Between her legs cum drips freely, no blood, and her rear is still bright red, but seems okay. I kiss from her plump cheeks all the way up to her neck, eyes closed as I move to bring the covers over her. She'll wake up sore tomorrow morning, but she's okay. Checking her face I can see that her eyes are narrowed and sleepy, her mouth still smiling, and with my hand on her cheek she yawns. Goodnight sweet pet.
The morning comes. I'm already up, mugs piping hot set on a small portable coffee table next to the bed. As I set down a plate with simple toast and eggs, she sits up, her eyes blinking tired, and her body freezing for a moment as she hisses. I give a small smile and a bag of ice I prepared. She puts it to spots sensitive and again winces as she tries to lean to give me a kiss. I shake my head and lean further to give her a kiss. I might have been too rough on her rear and sorely miscalculated the damage done, but she only smiles and shakes her head, my anxiety fading right there. I move the coffee table closer and sit next to her, hand taking the bag of ice to plant it against her bitten shoulder. She leans against my while sipping warm coffee, our eyes shut. We're only friends, and master and pet. I'll abuse her and use her as much as she obeys, but in the end I am responsible for her well-being, for her pleasure and state of mind. With all my love I take care of my pet, and it never needs to be said.