Puppy Love – A (Mostly) Typical Day

To Angel's surprise, Master did not pick the beanbag up, instead kicking it to the side. She looked up at him in confusion and was greeted with one of his trademark smiles . "You know what? I just remembered: I have something for you that's way better than that old thing. Wait here." With that, Angel watched as Master walked off to what Angel called the "food room" since, well, that was where all the food was. She cocked her head curiously. She could hear something being open and shut. But what? What was he getting? Curiosity almost overcame as she fought the urge to move out of place and go see what he was up to. Fortunately, he did not make her wait for long. Angel watched as he stepped back into view, her eyes widening as they fell upon the plastic bag in his hand. Were those. . .

Master shook the bag before pulling out a small candy, holding it up for her to see. Her simple vocabulary did not have a word for them, but she new them to be one of her favorite treats. She barked happily. He smiled. "Want one?"

Angel yipped and began to pant a little in anticipation. Master chuckled and lightly tossed the candy at Angel's mouth, which she caught with ease. She closed her eyes, savoring the chewy sweet confection, letting the resulting juice run down her throat. Once the treat had been fully dissolved she opened her eyes again, and to her delight Master had another in his hand already. She let out a happy bark, her desires obvious.

Master shook his head and wagged his finger. "Uh-uh. Beg."

Well, that was easy enough. Angel held her front paws up in the air and gave her best puppy dog eyes, adding in a soft whimper for good measure. It must have been convincing, because Master stepped forward, candy in hand. Angel opened her mouth in preparation for the little treat, which she felt placed on her tongue, She quickly gobbled up the second candy, letting out a 'Yip!' in hope of a third.

Master shook his head again. "Sorry girl, you're going to have to earn it." He knelt down and whispered into her ear. "Angel, Stay."

Angel obeyed. She heard Master sit down behind her and flinched a little as she suddenly felt his hand touch her back. Almost immediately she felt his other hand touch her left cheek. "Shhh, easy girl. Just relax, okay?"

His voice: It was so calming: She couldn't disobey that last command if she wanted to. She sighed softly as her body began to slump forward as much as it could while still maintaining the begging position. She felt his hands move in slow, rhythmic circles over her shoulders at first, but soon could feel them migrate lower, first to her upper back, then a bit lower. . .

Angel heard a small snap and felt the weird fabric covering the puffy parts of her chest loosen and fall away. She never really understood why Master bothered putting all of those extra skins on her if he was just going to take them off of here again. Personally, she didn't really care for them anyway: they made her feel restricted.

Angel felt Master's hands move again. This time, one of the hands moved to her front and began to rub her tummy while the other hand began to rub her spine with the harder, bony parts on the back. Angel whimpered softly with pleasure as the stroking and rubbing continued.

Angel let out a soft gasp as the front hand gently took hold of one of the puffs on her chest. Those were always so sensitive. . .!! . . .especially when he touched those little nubs in the middle. She unconsciously gave up on the "beg" position and completely relaxed, letting Master's hands lull her into a pleasant trance. She felt herself growing warmer at it was getting pretty difficult to breathe. She even found herself having to stifle a moan as her human self momentarily surfaced from the sudden wave of pleasure. She knew this feeling, one that she only felt when he played with her like this.

Angel felt herself pulled back as Master's other hand moved to the front and lightly squeezed the other chest puff. She shivered as she felt his breath against her cheek. "Yes. . . that's my good little puppy." Angel's whimpers soon turned to whines as she felt Master's lips press against her neck. The pleasure was starting to become exhausting. How much more of this was he going to do?

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"Yes. . . that's my good little puppy." Master gently pulled Angel back into him and pressed his lips into her neck as he continued to fondle her breasts. He supposed that technically he should be punishing her for failing to hold the pose she was in, but he was having too much fun to really care. Besides, it was intended to be an impossible command to obey, which he was doing his best to demonstrate.

Master's hands fluently transposed between fondling Angel's breasts and tummy, using Angel's whimpers and whines as a guide of where to go next. Finally, he found what appeared the sweet spot. Angel whined helplessly as Master's right hand played with her corresponding breast, while his left, like a spider, slowly inched down her body. The hand crawled all the down to her undies, and two fingers began to gently run her most sensitive place. Even through her underwear, Master could feel that it was quite warm, almost moist. As he continued to rub her, he could feel her body grow hotter, and she began to tremble lightly, likely the result of a mini orgasm. There was no doubt in his mind that Angel would reach her limit soon if he kept this up.

Well then, that would have to be enough for now -- he didn't want to tire her out so soon, after all. Master ceased molesting his little pup for the moment, resting her tired head on his shoulder. He looked down at her with a casual smile. "Did you enjoy that?" As expected, began to speak through her actions as she began lovingly licking Master's face, slowly at first, then with increasing enthusiasm as she began to regain her energy.

Master laughed and sputtered as he playfully fended off the onslaught of puppy kisses. Finally, he managed to stabilize himself enough to stand. He looked down at Angel, who was currently nuzzling his thigh with a smile on her face. Could her tail actually move on its own, it would be wagging furiously right now.

He returned her playful smile. "Yes, sweetie, you're a good girl." Angel let out a bark and pawed at the bag of "treats" on the ground. Master picked up the bag of gumdrops and opened it, letting one of them fall into the palm of his hand. He closed the bag back up and stood up, placing the bag into his pocket before offering the gumdrop to Angel out of his hand, gently stroking her head as he felt her tongue run over his palm.

Once the candy was fully consumed, Angel stopped licking his hand and resumed resting her head against him. Since he was now standing, however, Angel was inadvertently resting right on his midsection. When she started to nuzzle into him, Master felt a certain part of himself grow stiff as a rush of energy pulsated through him. He took a step back to stabilize himself, leaving his pup to look up at him in confusion. Master gave a reassuring and patted her head. Don't worry, sweetie. Everything's alright." It was a mostly true statement. Nothing was wrong, per, se, except for a certain need that he now wished to attend to. He looked around the room for a solution. As his eyes fell upon the sofa, an idea came to him. He smiled and be beckoned for Angel to follow him.

"Hmmm. You know, I think it's getting a little warm in here." Master proceeded to shed himself of his outer clothing, which he placed on the floor to be dealt with later. He took a seat upon the couch with his legs closed and patted his lap. As expected, Angel crawled up to him and nuzzled his knees. Master responded by petting her head, encouraging her to nuzzle even harder, until the nuzzled his thighs apart, which was exactly where Master wanted her. Angel continued to push forward until she reached his pelvic area, where she paused. Master had freed his genitals and was slowly stroking himself as his other hand petted her head. He looked down at Angel, who had frozen and was now looking up at him with a lustful desire in her eyes.

Master smiled. "Go ahead. Lick it."

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Angel nuzzled Master's legs open, pausing as her senses focused on what was now in front of her. While her canine persona did not not have a word for it, she instinctively knew what it was. She sniffed it and her mouth began to suddenly water. She wanted to. . . should she? She looked up at Master, who answered her with a smile.

"Go Ahead. Lick it."

She didn't need much encouragement. She gave it another tentative sniff before she began to slowly lick the hardening, fleshy appendage in front of her. It had a bit of a salty taste to it, which Angel found herself craving more and more as she continued licking. Soon, licking no longer seemed to suffice and Angel, again letting her human self surface a bit, proceeded to take it completely into her mouth, resting her paws on Master's thighs for support. She felt his hand on her head.

"Ngha, G-good girl."

Angel's head and back were gently petted as she continued to suck on him. She worked using slow, smooth circles, stopping every few seconds to lick her favorite spot, the tip. Slowly, Master's breathing became heavier and just when she thought he might explode he gently grabbed her by her hair and pulled her free of him. He bent down and whispered into her ear. "Very good girl. Now, it's your turn."

Before Angel could try and decipher what Master meant, she found herself hoisted up onto the sofa and into Master's lap. Within seconds he had her on her back with her arms pinned to the cushions. He moved his knees out from under her and splayed himself on top of her, pinning her down further. Angel let out a whimper of protest but quickly found herself silenced as Master put a finger to her lips. "Shhh. . . Relax sweetie. I'm not going to hurt you. Are you okay?"

Angel gave Master a lick on his cheek meaning "Yes."

"Do you trust me?"

Another lick.

Master smiled. "That's my good girl. Now Stay."

Angel gulped softly, but obeyed. This was it. Master wasn't going to hold back any more. Angel relaxed herself to the best of her abilities as Master adjusted himself further, giving himself as much control over her body as possible. Angel was now a prisoner of Master's relentless teasing as she felt his four limps work together in unison: One hand continuing to restrain her arms, one leg imposing similar restrictions on her feet, the other wedged between her legs to keep them apart, and finally, his free hand, which she was now helpless against.

The hand went everywhere. It started up at her face, lightly tickling her ears and cheeks, then it went lower, to her neck, then her collarbone. It then moved down to her chest, where it gave each of her puffy mounds a gentle squeeze. The further down the hand went, the more excited Angel became, but every time she tried to let out a whine or whimper, Master would silence her with a forceful but tender kiss. Not that it really mattered, as her whines and whimpers evolved into panting and soft moans.

Finally, the hand had crawled down to its final destination. Angel instinctively tensed up as she felt the hand brush up between her legs. The thin layer of extra 'skin' did little to from the hand's menacing fingers, which danced all around her most sensitive spot, and only decreased in their usefulness as her legs were lifted and it was peeled off of her.

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Master was having fun with his immobilized little pup. He slowly traced his hand along the front of Angel's body, starting with her face and slowly working her way down to her neck, shoulders, and chest, then to her tummy and finally, to her waist. He knew she would start squirming, so he took care to pin her down a little more firmly before he began to slide his fingers in between her legs. Earlier, he had been kissing her whenever she started whining in order to keep her calm. Not anymore. Angel's whimpers and whines had ceased, and the sounds that replaced them were like music to his ears.

Master continued to slowly rub her, relishing the warmth and wetness of her nether regions. The moisture was quickly making her underwear sticky -- they clung to her, no longer fulfilling their purpose of shielding her from his eyes. Well, if they no longer served a purpose, why still have them? Master lifted Angel's legs and peeled off her thoroughly damp underwear, casually tossing them aside. He paused for a moment to admire his now entirely nude puppy -- as already established her accessories did not count -- before setting her legs back down and locking them back as they were before.

Master gently traced his fingers along the edge of Angel's sex before slowly inserting one inside her. No sooner after his finger breached her entrance could he have felt Angel clamp down upon it with all her might. Master held Angel more firmly as his finger worked its way inside of her, which she was helpless to stop. He listened with relish as she let out a soft, moaning howl.

"Aww, you like that?", Master teased as he gently slipped a second finger inside, Once both fingers were firmly inside her, he worked towards the coup de grace. The fingers began to move in all sorts of crazy patterns, getting into every nook and cranny in an attempt to stimulate every last nerve fiber within the orifice. Their favorite movement was when they would firmly stroke against her G-spot, almost as if "beckoning" her to release.

It did not take Angel long. Her moans grew louder as her body began to convulse uncontrollably. Finally, after about half a minute the spasms began to subside and Angel went limp, red in the face and panting furiously. Master smiled and released her from his entrapment knowing that she was now too tired to resist him anyway. He kissed her cheek and gently stroked her hair, giving her a minute to rest. "Very good sweetie. That was quite a show you put on." Angel let out a soft whimper as Master picked her up. "Shhhh. We're almost done. Are you still alright?"

Angel licked his cheek.

He chuckled softly. That's my girl. Now. . .", he gripped her more firmly and his voice grew stern. "I am about to claim you for myself. I want you to be a good girl and submit. Are you ready.?"

Angel gave another nick and nuzzled into him.

"Good."

Master gently shoved Angel back down onto the sofa. He stood up and casually removing the last of his clothing, tossing it to the side. He spread her out, moved his knees under her to elevate her legs, and aligned himself on top, inserting himself into her. He bent down and whispered into her ear. "And now, my little pet, you're mine."

With that, he gave a firm and sharp thrust right into her. Master was not particularly large but he made what he had count for a lot as he braced himself against the cushions and thrust into her as far as possible. He kept a slow but steady rhythm as he continued pressing a little further in each time. Angel, who had only started to recover from the teasing from earlier, quickly, became red in the face again as the new wave of pleasure rocked through her.

Once he was firmly within her, Master's hands no longer needed to stabilize himself, so he put them to better use. The right cupped her chest, while the left began to lovingly stroke her hair. He gently lifted her head up and gazed into her eyes. Angel broke character a bit and reached up to grab his shoulders, likely wanting to pull herself closer to him. Master, understanding her intent, wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up, reclining back a bit in the process. They were now both fully upright, Angel cradled up against Master as they both rocked: Angel moving up and down as she rode him, and Master moving back and forth in order to further stimulate her.

They remained in their coital embrace for several minutes, slowly increasing in speed and intensity Finally Master felt himself approach his limit. It was time for the grand finale. Without warning, Master jolted himself forward and slammed Angel back into the couch, now in complete control. He pressed his lips firmly against hers and began to kiss every part of her face and neck, while she let out string of moans, howls , gasps, and whimpers in no particular order.

At last, both of their bodies began to tremor, and they pressed into each other, their bodies melting together into a single mass of ecstasy.

Then, as quickly as it began, it ended, the both of them collapsing sideways onto the sofa, still locked together. An exhausted Master looked his equally tired pup in the eyes and rested his hand on her head. "Who's my good little puppy?"

Angel responded by using what little energy she had left to crane her neck forward and groom Master's cheek before succumbing to the depths. Master smiled, joining her moments later.

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Mark was the first to awaken. He peered over clock on the television stand, his eyes growing wide as he read the time. He needed to get home soon! He carefully got up off of the couch and picked the place up a bit, picking up and folding her clothes and setting them on the coffee table before redressing himself. He then gently shook the young naked woman still fast asleep on the couch. "Hey, wake up sleepy head!"

Julie yawned as her eyes blinked open. She smiled and embraced her friend. "Hey, Mark".

Mark smiled back. "I take it you enjoyed tonight?"

She nodded. "Tonight was wonderful."

"Unfortunately tonight is also almost over. I need to leave soon."

Julie gasped and looked at the clock. "Was I really out for that long?"

He nodded. "We both were. Although in your case, I can't say that I'm too surprised, given how much you were howling near the end."

"Oh YOU!" Julie grabbed a throw pillow off of the sofa and playfully chucked it at him. They both laughed. "So, same time next weekend?"

"Of course, I actually have a couple of new toys that I want to try out." He watched as a beaming smile formed on her face and couldn't help but respond with one of his own. "Aww, does 'Angel' like that idea?"

Julie giggled. "She sure does, 'Master'." She stood up and gave Mark a final hug. "Well, guess I'll see you Friday. Don't be late."

Mark smirked. "Don't be asleep."

Julie smirked back and gave him a kiss on the cheek before grabbing her clothes and heading upstairs.

Mark exited the home and got in his car. As he flipped the ignition, he found himself curiously rubbing the spot where Julie had kissed him. He couldn't be certain, but he was pretty such that kiss of hers turned into a lick right at the end.

~Fin

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Hey guys, Simon here. Thank you to everyone who took the time to read this. Tell me what you think of this revised edition, as well as what you'd like to see more of in the future. I have several ideas for these characters already, and while I'm a slow writer, nothing incentives like the words of adoring fans, so if you want more, let me know in the comments section and I'll try to speed the process along. In the meantime, with this out of the way, I'll be focusing on getting chapters two and three of Kittentale done, so stay tuned for that. For now, Simon out. :3