Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
He deflated like a balloon as he sighed. “I’m done.”
Obviously.
“You’ve been a good boy.” Shifting to a rougher touch as I ran my hand over his head, I tightened my grip as I got to his neck. Bingo. The pressure had a shiver racing through him, and he let out a soft, needy sound. “You didn’t worry and you stayed happy.”
Leaning over him, I reached down and slipped my hand between us so I could squeeze his cock. “I liked seeing my boy hard.”
Cleaning up the house was much better with that kind of view.
“My pup’s going to be just as cute when he’s running around happy.” But the scene in front of me was what I was going to focus on for now. “Scoot up, pup. Come here.”
Giving his cock a tug to get him moving had him moaning and grinding his dick against my hand. “Yes, my pup’s a humper. Let’s get you some good attention.”
He blinked up at me like he was trying to clear his head and stay focused on the moment but that wasn’t what I wanted. “Come, pup.”
The chance of him finding his pup headspace right then was slim, but I wanted him to get used to the idea. It took him a few seconds to respond with a soft whine, though. But as he figured out at least some of what I was thinking, he started bouncing between turned on and nervous as he inched higher up my body. “Good boy, pup.”
Keeping my voice firm but cheerful, I made sure the only thing he saw on my face was relaxed confidence and a bit of pride. “That’s right. Good pup.”
There were no worries here, nothing to be afraid of or embarrassed about. I was his Dom and his Handler and we were doing great. We’d have some cuddles, some dirty talk, he’d get an orgasm…yes, this was easy.
“Yes, look at you. Good boy, pup.” Kissing his head as he finally settled with his head high on my chest, I gave his cock a firm rub before releasing it. “Pup’s getting his reward for being good.”
We probably should’ve gone over the plan more…or at all…but I thought he’d like it once he remembered pups didn’t have to talk.
“Yes, my good pup is getting cuddles and special pets.” I was completely winging it, but his soft whine as he hid against me said I wasn’t doing a bad job. His sexy sounds also gave me the confidence to push the front of his sleep pants down and wrap my hand around his erection. “Hump, pup. Show Master what a happy pup you are.”
Giving him a gentle squeeze and running my thumb over his slit was all the encouragement his body needed. His mind might’ve been a bit slower on figuring out what he was feeling, but his hips thrust forward and started jackhammering at my fist. “Good pup. That’s right. Such a happy puppy.”
The encouragement felt like it was getting repetitive so I kissed his head again, but I wasn’t sure what else to say. I needed to plan out the dirty talk better next time, but for the time being, I decided not to overthink it.
His dick said he was pleased with the way things were going.
“Yes, such a good pup. You were so obedient and you’re such a happy boy.” Ruffling his hair with my free hand, I tried to get the touch right. This wasn’t Ender the sub who liked cuddles. This was Ender the pup who needed a different kind of pets and approval.
“Yes, my happy pup.” Bumping up the cheerfulness in my tone just slightly had him whining again and his cock seemed to get even harder…and since I was smart enough to read the obvious signs, I kept it up. “Oh yes. My good pup. Such a happy boy. I’m so proud of you.”
Oh, he liked that one.
The first little almost bark escaped before he buried his face against my chest, and it was so cute, I kissed his head again. “Good boy, pup. Good boy.”
That seemed to send a shiver racing through him and ramped his desire up to a thousand. Tightening my grip around him got another soft yip and then he let out another needy whine as his orgasm barreled through him like an out-of-control train.
Cum drenched my hand as his dick throbbed and his body shook. His brain short-circuited for a few long moments and another one of the quiet, happy pup sounds escaped as he chased the last of the pleasure with a frantic pace.
When his movements finally slowed and he melted against me, I kissed his head and just kept my hand wrapped possessively around the dick that seemed to be my favorite new toy. “I’m so proud of you, pup. You were sweet and you were so obedient. You listened to my instructions and you were so happy. Yes, you were such a good boy, pup.”