P is for Pet Play

For the month of April, every day (except Sunday), I’ll be posting a story that has to do with the letter of the day. As my blog is a kinky blog, I will be posting kinky stories. Since the theme of the A-to-Z Challenge blog is gratitude, I thought I would mirror that and have each story relate to gratitude in some way.

P is for Pet Play

This is something I never thought I would be into, and then suddenly, I was. It started with a challenge on FetLife, which I think I’ve talked about on here before. In doing the challenge, I had to eat out of a bowl, and do a lot of other random, kinky things. I did almost all of them, and found that I even liked a lot of them. One of them was pet play, but it wasn’t something I explored much of until more recently. So enjoy this short scene about a pet being good for her Master.

I look up at him, and he’s standing next to the pen, nude. I am eye level with his cock, and I want it badly. But it’s not time yet. He has me in a large pen, no top, but with a nice soft pad under me. It’s meant to be for dogs, but I am a human pet. Right now, I’m wearing nothing but a collar and a butt plug that ends in a tail. I am so turned on by this whole scene. I’m not allowed to talk, and I’m only crawling. It makes me feel very submissive, and very horny.

He sits down on the stool next to the pen and reaches over to scritch me behind the ears. I love when he does that, and I nuzzle his hand. “What a good girl,” he says. And then he picks up his book and starts reading again, while he uses one hand to give me scritches. I just wait, patient, wagging my little butt plug tail until he’s finished.

When he finally sets the book aside, I look up at him expectantly. He stands and stretches, and his cock is right there at my eye level. I rest my face on the edge of the pen and look longingly at it.

“Yes, pet? Do you want something?”

I eye his penis like it’s the only thing in the world.

He chuckles. “You want this, pet?”

I nod, and tear my eyes away to look up at his face. He is handsome all around, don’t get me wrong, but I am so horny that I feel like I’m going to explode.

He steps closer, and I start to shift my weight to bring my head closer to him, but he says, “Waaaait,” teasing me mercilessly.

I freeze, trying so hard to be good. My muscles scream in protest.

“Waaaait,” he says again.

I take a quiet, deep breath, using all of my patience.

“Okay, pet,” he says, and he takes the small step forward that closes the gap between us. I take his cock into my mouth, and he gets hard instantly. Mmm, this is just what I wanted, to please my Master. And I hope that when I’m done pleasing him, he’ll return the favor.


Come back tomorrow for Q is for Quiet.

2 thoughts on “P is for Pet Play

  1. I read a romance with puppy-play once (Love Limits by Reese Morrison) – it was between a Pet and an Ace. The Ace was really unsure about anything sexual, but loved caring for people and they had so much fun together.

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