[F4M] Puppy Play Mindfuck [Fdom][Kinky GFE][Not-entirely-consensual][PuppyPlay][Restraints][Leather][Yandere]but also [Affectionate][Kidnapping][Jerk off]some light[Torture]

Hey. I'm so glad you're finally home, my pet. You work far too much. Yeah, my pet. I've called you that before, haven't I?

Yeah? Well, Tonight, I really mean it. I love that look in your eyes. That questioning, wondering you're not sure why, but you're starting to get a bit aroused. It's so fun how fucking easy you are.

Easy to get hard. Easy to play with. Easy to manipulate. But I got you a present. Come see.

Here. Open it. See? Isn't it perfect? Oh!

You don't know what it is? And here I thought you were kinky! But I guess in some ways, you're still just vanilla, Well, don't worry. I'll help you figure it all out. Pull it all out.

I just love that smell. It puts me right in the mood for some play. Of course. You're a horny slut, so I know you wanna play. You're always so ready to be played with.

I just know that under your work clothes you're probably are already starting a stiffy. Show me. Slave. Strip. All the way down.

I want you naked the way the lathe wise are intended to be. And while you're doing that, I'll just lay this all out. …

Hey. I'm so glad you're finally home, my pet. You work far too much. Yeah, my pet. I've called you that before, haven't I?

Yeah? Well, Tonight, I really mean it. I love that look in your eyes. That questioning, wondering you're not sure why, but you're starting to get a bit aroused. It's so fun how fucking easy you are.

Easy to get hard. Easy to play with. Easy to manipulate. But I got you a present. Come see.

Here. Open it. See? Isn't it perfect? Oh!

You don't know what it is? And here I thought you were kinky! But I guess in some ways, you're still just vanilla, Well, don't worry. I'll help you figure it all out. Pull it all out.

I just love that smell. It puts me right in the mood for some play. Of course. You're a horny slut, so I know you wanna play. You're always so ready to be played with.

I just know that under your work clothes you're probably are already starting a stiffy. Show me. Slave. Strip. All the way down.

I want you naked the way the lathe wise are intended to be. And while you're doing that, I'll just lay this all out. It's A bit complicated, I'll admit, and will likely take some getting used to. And right now it's all tangled up. But Don't worry.

I hope you're through it. And, well, when I say help, I'll put the motivation and buckling of all these straps. Oh, and with the locks, of course. I'll hold the key for you. Nice.

I'm naked now, You feel so good this way. Uh-uh Don't you be getting all handsy on me. My clothes are staying on. I'm the owner, Your owner. Now on the floor.

Hands and knees like a good pet. Come on. That's right. Good boy. You like it when it pet your head, don't you, boy?

Well how about this? Once we have you all checked out in your new outfit I'll give you some more pets. Now Fuck does this go? One sec. Let me look at the picture.

Looks like you bend your knee here. Put it really close. I want that heel touching your butt, Almost slip this sleeve over it. Feel that padding at the bottom? I paid extra for that.

Aren't I nice? Thank me. Good boy. There's 1 all nice and comfy and secure. Now let's just get the other leg.

I'm gonna leave these belts here for the moment. So cute now get on your elbows and waggle your new legs for me All bound up, so your knees are your newest back paws. It's so cute. Now it's your elbow's turn. Press your hands to your shoulders.

Fit them right on in there, Just buckle. And another one. Good boy. I'll strap the up all nice and firm now. There's so many fucking buckles.

And with the androids, it's just so lovely. There we go. And one last thing. You're a puppy now, and puppies don't talk, so I got a special collar that'll shock you if you make too loud of a noise. Whimpers are okay and will be your new form of communication but No words will hurt.

Try to say something. I want you to know I'm serious. Speak, boy. It's okay, puppy. It just had to be done to show you I'm serious.

Things are about to get a whole lot better for us now. You just have to be a good boy, and you'll grow to like it. Let me just finish with the locks. Now try to get out. Try really hard.

Come on, boy. You could do better than that. Struggle for me. Okay. K.

You can relax. So you're sure you can't get out No matter what you try. Right? Yeah? Okay.

Well, Hey. I feel now with your fingers bound up and your arms bound up, you're only able to crawl and unable to speak. It might be the right time to tell you. I love you, and I'm tired of you working so fucking much. I want you home all day with me.

So you're gonna quit your job via text, which is entirely disrespectful, but I'm not sure I can trust you to do it over the phone, at least not yet. Oh, puppy. Your eyes are getting so wide. What? Did you think I was gonna let you out?

Let you go? No. No peppy. We're gonna keep you just like this for a very long time. Are you scared?

You don't need to be. Your training might be a bit difficult, but you've always learned quickly. We'll talk more about your new life later, though. Right now, I wanna play with you, teach you some tricks. Basics first, I suppose.

Sit, boy. You were supposed to sit. Bad boy. I know it's not easy, but you will learn. I will hurt you until you do.

Now tuck your fucking paws like you are kneeling with your ass on top. I don't care if it's uncomfortable. All I care about Is that you, Obey? Sit, boy. That's better.

Now stay while I go grab my crop. That's right. Good boy. Still where I left you? Even you know better than to disobey and even you know you couldn't escape right now.

Guess what else I got? Treats. I do think that good boys deserve treats, and you're going to be a good boy for me, aren't you? And guess what I found at the store? They make Scooby snacks now.

I know. They're graham crackers shaped like doggy bones, and they're actually called Scooby Snacks. It's perfect, isn't it? Now beg for me. Put your front little leather paws in the air.

Whimper for it. Good boy. Such a sweet pet. I can see everything is going to go perfectly. Of course, we still haven't had a chance to run around on them yet, so I'll just hook you up to the leash, And heel.

Heel means you stay right next Hey. To me, keeping pace no matter how fast or slow I go. It might take you a while to build the right muscles, but You better keep up or I'll fucking drag you, and let's go in some circles around the room. That's right. Good boy.

See? When you're good, you get pets. Yeah. You like it when I scratch your back, don't you boy? I bet all those Straps get itchy, and you're gonna have them on for quite a while.

I know you don't. I know who you are deep down. I know what you want deep down. You want this. It won't take more than a few days be able to get completely used to being my puppy Hell, even before you surrender completely to the idea You like it and that won't even take days.

Hell, that won't even take hours. You already like it. It scares you and that's completely normal. You've just been told I plan on keeping you locked away for a perverted sex act that you won't be working anymore, and you have no idea what else I might do to you there's a perfectly normal reaction however, what's not quite so normal and what tells me my plan will work and that you will be my good puppy and you will like it Is that mixed with the fear in your eyes as arousal? I can see it.

I can read you like a fucking book that I wrote myself I know how your mind works and I know how to shape it To shape every part of you, not just physically the process of which has just begun, but also mentally, A process I've been working on for quite a while. No. Sit, boy. Roll over on your back. That one's self explanatory, I think.

I want you on your fucking back, leather bound paws wagging in the air. If I simply say roll over by itself, it's a trick, and you roll all the way back onto your paws to get your treat. And if I say play dead, you roll to your side with your tongue out. No. Bad puppy.

I didn't tell you to play dead. I was just explaining. That little fucker. Get back on your back. Now, puppy, you've been a bad boy.

You don't want to be a bad boy. Bad boys get punished. And, well, the bit of you about to be punished is just So exposed right now. And it better stay that way or it will be several times worse. It's okay to cry.

Just don't let your whimpering get too loud or it will set off your collar. It's funny, kinda, and quite telling. Your cock is hard right now. I haven't called you by your name this whole time, and I won't be doing so again. You'll be puffy until I give you a new name.

You're bound up, held captive by someone you have to suspect is at least a little crazy, Maybe even Psycho, and yeah, your cock is rock fucking hard. Is it because you were helpless? Helpless while my cock lifts and straightens your nice, hard cock? It's going to hurt, and we both know you aren't enough of a masochist to lessen that. And, yes, still so fucking hard.

Is it because you're helpless? Helpless while my crop lifts and straightens your nice, hard cock? It's going to hurt, and well Do you like the way the leather of the crab feels as I rub it And down your shaft? So scary not knowing where or when or How hard I'll hit you for your disobedience. But you know you'll be a good boy to avoid this the future, won't you?

Nod your head yes? Yes. Good boy. You look almost mesmerized by it. The tracing as the tip on the crop goes up to your tip, And down to press against your balls, never knowing when I'll just lift it up and come smacking down.

Ready? Uh-uh Keep those fucking legs spread. Do I have to tell you again? That's right. Just relax.

Your thighs are quivering a bit. Poor puppy. I did tell you to keep it down. It's okay. It's okay.

You can cry. It won't change anything but Maybe it'll make you feel better. Keep your legs up though. Here, I'll rub it and make it feel better. Did you learn your lesson?

Mhmm. Good boy. Are you going to be good and train really well for me? That's sweet. Well in that case, you might deserve a bit of a reward.

A bit more stroking. Just with the crap, though. I'm curious how close I can get you to coming with just that. Oh. And some good news you might like for your future.

Since I'm treating you like an animal now, I'll take away that one rule you've always hated your orgasm control now you can come whenever you want to I know you've been wanting that for a while, what with me practically forgetting to let you come for days at a time sometimes. Maybe if you hadn't been working so fucking much Of course, It might be hard to masturbate, what with the no free hands and all that. I don't think you're flexible enough to suck your own cock either. So you might be even more chased now, no chastity device needed. But right now you do have the crown.

Just traveling, Down, your chef? Isn't it fascinating how something that can hurt you so much It can also feel so good that you strain into it, strain against it. I wonder how long until you have the desire to hump my leg. How long before your neediness gets that far? After all, you always have been quite the slut you love to come.

I bet your main thought right now isn't even on getting free your escaping. I bet it's oncoming. Will I let you? I can see by the look in your eyes, I'm right. It's just proof of what I've already said.

You want to be my prisoner. Not logically, of course. You'd think it's crazy, your mind's screaming at you. But the needy part of you, the slutty part, the part that makes you the real you, wants it. Hell, on some level, you need it.

Need to be captive, helpless, vulnerable. Mine. And we'll have so much fun together. And when you're a good boy, I'll take your cock in my hand like this and I'll play with that? Rub it.

Just like this. And I think you'll find that as hot as our sex has always been, as fucking good as the orgasms I've allowed you to have Have been simply for the fact that I controlled them, in addition to all the things I do to you. Being truly my captive, my pet, will make it so much harder, So much scarier? You're already so close. I can feel it in the blood throbbing and filling your shaft.

See it in those balls tightening up. Just one last thing to do before you can come. And you know it's gonna feel Oh, good. We just need to send your boss a message. Let him know you won't be coming in anymore, and hell, let's call him a dick to round it all out.

And you are gonna be the one to press send. I won't force you. I just won't let you come until you do. Press it. Come on, boy.

Push your nose in and press send, end your old life, begin your new, And feel yourself bursting in an amazing orgasm that'll just run through you. Come on, boy. You know you want to. Be a willing victim in your own kidnapping, Put the psychological seal on your inevitable Stockholm Syndrome? Good boy.

Good boy now come for me come you little slut come knowing what you just did and the shame you will feel after Come in your little puppy suit like the fucking animal you really are. Good pet. Well, that was easy. You really are a slut, baby. Now let's get you out of those puppy clubs.

That was fun and I think you believed me, but I don't think full time puppy can happen just yet. Think of it as a koi run like they did for Jonestown little drills and One of these days, baby. Maybe I will go through with it. Maybe I will keep you as my little sex slave, whether you like it or not, though we both know you fucking will. But you were scared, though, weren't you?

And now you look a bit disappointed. I got you good, you fucking slut. Oh? You don't want to have just yet, Okay. You can stay in him.

We'll go watch a movie while you curl up at my feet and get pet. Love you, baby.