Page 51 of Kenton's Courage


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“Inside tails make people happy, so we don’t have to be embarrassed by that.” Kenton waited until I nodded before he kept going. “You also don’t have to mention that it’s cute or that they’re happy unless you want to. Penises are pretty but no one will get butt hurt if you don’t mention that.”

Laughter would not have been the right response to the very serious speech, so I acknowledged the instructions. “I understand.”

“I’m glad.” Taking a deep breath, he frowned thoughtfully. “We have our safewords and you know my limits and the work limits we all follow.”

He had none and the work one was that I couldn’t fuck him during the photo shoot.

It was some kind of insurance issue.

Insurance.

“I remember.” I was not going to fuck him no matter how cute he was, but I would let him hump himself into an orgasm if that was what his pup decided they would do. “We’re going to be fine. It will take a lot more than Eli and a room full of pups to make me worry or get nervous.”

I was going to keep my clothes on and we both had safewords.

Hell, his ass was going to be plugged, so it wasn’t like anyone could accidentally happy him too thoroughly.

There was only so wrong it could go…right?

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Hmm, at what point was I supposed to step in?

Trying to decide whether or not to wrangle the chaos, I smiled at Kenton and threw the ball, laughing as my pup went crashing through a mob of other pups to chase after it. I wasn’t sure the way they scattered and rolled like balls on a pool table was what Roman and the other photographer were going for but I was following directions and they were both nodding.

Eli, on the other hand, was pacing and grumbling and doing his best to keep one pup from, as Eli put it, naughty-ing the other. “That can’t go on camera. Stop that.”

Their Handlers were keeping amazingly straight faces but their eyes were sparkling and they were no help at all. They both just shrugged and smiled as Eli growled like one of the more dominant pups. “Stop that!”

The way Roman kept popping Eli’s ass every time the drama queen walked past him wasn’t helping the situation either…which was obviously why Roman kept doing it.

The other Doms in the room were doing their best to ignore it, but the pups were thriving on the slightly insane energy the two men radiated. Which made the situation that much more interesting. It was a fascinating cycle to watch.

Roman would spank.

Eli would grumble.

The pups would get wound up.

Eli would bitch.

Roman would spank him again.

Kenton wasn’t the only pup who was getting more and more worked up as he ran and barked, and he wasn’t even the only one with a hard-on either. But he was the one with the least inhibitions and the least fear of Eli…so he was definitely instigating a lot of the crazy.

As his Handler, part of me wanted to steer him in a less orgasmic direction because of how insane he was making Eli, but that wasn’t my role at the moment. No, I was there to insert his tail, make sure I wiped precum off his erection, and throw the ball where and when I was directed by the men with the cameras.

Kenton definitely had the weirdest job I’d ever seen, but it fit his personality to a T and he was having the time of his life. It was so much fun to watch, including the way he ran up and humped an equally naked beagle, that I jumped when one of the other Handlers suddenly appeared next to me. “He’s having fun. I know he’s glad you came even if it’s a bit interesting around here.”

Chuckling as both pups went down and rolled over each other causing even more chaos, I shrugged. “It’s not unexpected. Kenton prepped me very carefully and even did a thorough interview so he could write up a photo shoot limits list.”

He was the sweetest man I’d ever met.

And the most mischievous.

No…okay, no one had gotten hurt.

“You’re more worried about him getting a bruise than anything else, aren’t you?” Something in the other guy’s voice said he was surprised, but all I could do was wince.

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