Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 72494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
My cute pup, on the other hand, just grabbed it in his mouth as he wiggled excitedly and dashed back over to me with his prize. He even gave me another cute bark as he dropped it on the floor for me to throw again. “You’re so fast. Good boy, pup.”
Tossing it across the room, I watched him chase after it, tail still going ninety miles an hour, and it felt like we’d hit a turning point. I’d never seen him this relaxed. Even with the praise kink side of things, he was always still very present unless he’d just orgasmed.
The spanking was the closest thing I’d seen to this level of happiness but it had a different feel to it. This was Payton at his most open and uninhibited. There was no overthinking and no worry about what I would think in general.
He was just happy.
So I threw and praised and petted until he was nearly out of breath.
“Oh, my fast pup, come here for cuddles.” I laughed as he made a dramatic flop onto my lap and whined as he bumped my hand. “Yes, more pets and lots of cuddles.”
Because my pup loved cuddles.
He’d been as obvious about that as he had been about his tail.
“You were so fast, pup. You did such a good job.” We needed to get him some water soon but I wasn’t sure if that would bring him out of the headspace he’d found or not. So for the time being, I pulled him closer and ran my hand over his back to help him relax. “So fast and you did so well bringing me the ball.”
As he took a deep breath and went boneless against me, I took the hint and kept petting him, going from his head to low on his back. “You look so good, pup. I love your ears and how happy you were when we were playing.”
He was stretched out over my lap, eyelids drooping and looking like a very happy but worn-out pup as I kissed his head. “Thank you for playing with me, pup.”
Cocking his head like what I’d said had been interesting, he rolled over on his side and wrapped himself around me. He was feeling a bit less pup and a dash more Payton, but I just kept up the slow caresses and let him come down from the high of playtime.
When he yawned and made a more human-sounding groan, I had a feeling Payton and not my excited pup was back with me. The shift was slow but somehow his nuzzling changed and I found myself chuckling as I took the hood off. “There’s my sweet boy.”
His cheeks were flushed as they came into view but he didn’t pull away. No, my boy cuddled closer and pressed his face against my torso, hiding. I wasn’t sure what he was going to say but I just let him find his way back to me.
“I like my tail, Master.” The innocent-sounding but delightfully dirty sentence was perfectly Payton.
“I like your tail too, pet.” His unsurprising confession gave me the confidence to extend my caresses down over his ass where I could tease the tail. “I love the tail, pet.”
He made an embarrassed little squeak but gave the tail a wag that had him moaning. “Master…”
Chuckling, I knew what that drawn-out whine meant and started teasing the plug of the tail, nudging it and letting the toy tease his prostate. “I think it’s time for a different kind of playtime.”
His cock had stayed hard nearly the entire time we were playing but he hadn’t humped me or even seemed to think about an orgasm. He’d loved the excitement and the pleasure, but it felt more like he was savoring it rather than rushing toward completion.
But now my sweet sub was ready for that completion.
And I did owe him another reward as well.
As I started fucking him with the, thankfully, still-lubed toy, I carefully released my cock without distracting him from the pleasure. Payton was so aroused that he slipped right into his eager, submissive headspace without a worry.
He made a needy sound as he wrapped his lips around my cock, almost nursing on it as he rocked his hips back and forth to fuck himself harder on the plug of the tail. He definitely wasn’t a pup any longer but his desperate noises were just as perfect as his barks and whines had been.
I loved every sound he made, but it was my turn to moan as he teased my slit with his tongue. He wasn’t at the right angle to take me deep, so he focused all his energy and desire on the head, which had me shaking.
It took more effort than he seemed to realize to fuck him with the plug and to remember not to fuck his mouth with my dick. But I was his Dom and I was a Dom who was going to control myself, so I let him play and moan and suck until he was whining and I could feel his body clenching around the toy. “Is my good boy ready to come?”