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Tonight was all about comfort, submission, and serving Maste..
Published: September 19th 2024, 5:28:59 pm
Tonight was all about comfort, submission, and serving Master just the way he likes it. Fiona and I had the whole evening planned — just two good girls, ready to please. After a day of training, we slipped into something cozy — oversized T-shirts, soft-knitted over-the-knee socks, and nothing else. Of course, we didn’t forget our masks and collars. That’s how Master loves us most — collared and ready to serve at any moment.
We cuddled up together in my big, cozy dog bed, both of us sitting close, feeling the softness of the fabric against our bare skin. Our bodies were still warm from earlier, and the anticipation of what was to come made me shiver in the best way. The plan was simple — Fiona and I would cook Master’s dinner, then curl up in our dog bed while he relaxed on the couch. Like good little pets, we’d keep our place, quietly waiting for his attention while we watched a movie together. But of course, nothing in our world is ever that simple.
Before anything else, we had to present ourselves to my Owner. We leaned back, showing off our smooth, exposed pussies, legs spread just wide enough to give him a perfect view. Our hands — no, our paws — were raised delicately in front of our chests, and as we arched our backs, our asses pressed against the edge of the bed, inviting his gaze. I could feel Fiona’s excitement beside me, mirroring my own. There’s something so satisfying about these little rituals, knowing that we’re both doing exactly what pleases him.
As I glanced at her, I could see the same anticipation in her eyes that I felt in my chest — tonight would be sweet, soft, and comfortable. Still, there was always the possibility of something dirtier waiting beneath the surface. We both know how quickly a cozy night can turn into something much more intense with just one word from him. That thought made the space between my legs tingle with anticipation.
The best part? Even when we’re being good and sweet, there’s always that lingering question — what will happen when the night ends? Will we just cuddle up like obedient pets, content and warm in our bed? Or will he want something more, something that reminds us why we’re truly his?
I guess we’ll find out soon enough…