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James
Fuck me. She barked.
She barked. For him.
“Follow, puppy. Don’t lead.” He tapped her nose. Even in the dim lighting, he could make out her blush. “No more words. You have the right idea—get your point across in other ways. Understand me?”
Her eyes flickered away, then snapped back with a confident look in her eyes.
“Rrruuff.” She nodded, then smiled brilliantly up at him. It was as if a sparkler had been lit in her eyes, she was so happy with herself.
He grabbed the little bowl of pretzels the bar had sent over and took it with him across the platform.
“Come to me, puppy Sandy.” He squatted and pointed to the spot in front of him. Making a woman crawl across the room to him had never failed to get his cock hard. And seeing Sandra submit to the command did more than pump blood to his dick. His chest expanded when she fell to her hands and knees. Air stuck in his throat when she took her first step. And when the tail swayed behind her as she moved her hips, he had to wet his lips.
She arrived at the spot he’d commanded, then leaned into his hand with her head—a puppy looking for pets.
He laughed softly. Quick learner.
“Good Sandy.” He grabbed a pretzel and pressed it against her lips. Gracefully, she grasped the treat with her teeth and took it from him. Again, she rubbed her head against his hand.
“Heel, Sandy.” He snapped his fingers and pointed to the ground. She obeyed immediately and looked up at him with wide eyes.
He pointed at her. “Stay.” Bringing the bowl of pretzels with him, he moved across the platform. James got down on his haunches, bringing his gaze in line with Sandra’s, then patted the floor.
“Does Sandy want belly rubs?”
She quickly scurried forward on her hands and knees. The brown floppy ears bounced as she crawled over to him.
He didn’t even try to hide his chuckle. She’d completely abandoned her worries and put her trust in him to lead her down the right path. When she got to his feet, she quickly hit the floor and rolled to her back, paws and knees in the air.
“Are you sure you don’t know what you’re doing?” he asked, leaning forward to pluck her nipple. She folded inward, but it only took a hard look from him for her to push her shoulders back and let him have free range of her body.
He bent over and ran his fingers over her breasts, through the valley leading to her stomach where he ran the back of his knuckles over her soft belly.
“Open your legs,” he ordered, tapping her thighs. She sucked in her bottom lip and dropped her knees to the sides. A thin trail of hair covered her mound. Someone liked her spa days. He played with the short-cropped curls while studying her expression.
Judy, his last steady playmate, had known exactly what to do and say in almost any given situation. There was no apprehension in her, even during the most intense scenes. It was a stark contrast to the current puppy laying at his feet, waiting for his next command, his next move. Something touching on fear stared up at him, but it wasn’t the kind that would make her run from the room. She seemed more afraid of herself than anything he could do to her.
“Red!” A voice carried through the room from behind James.
Sandra snapped her knees together and tightened beneath his hand.
“Shhh.” He stroked her. “Don’t worry about that. That has nothing to do with us. Keep your focus on me,” he soothed.
Visibly, she relaxed. Her shoulders dropped, and her knees spread open again for him.
“Good, Sandy.” He grinned at her. Whoever had used their safe word would be taken care of by the DMs; his scene didn’t need to be affected.
“Does my puppy want her pussy pet?” he asked, dipping one finger past the curls to her clit—swollen, wet, and waiting for him. It was like strumming the right cord for the first time as her body jolted beneath his touch. Her thighs tensed along with the rest of her body as he swirled her clit with his fingertip.
“Hmmm?” He leaned down, pointing his ear toward her.
She mewled, arching her hips off the floor toward his hand, leaning into him the way she had with her head.
“I want to hear you. Tell me what you want. You can use your words,” he allowed. “Tell me you want me to pet your wet pussy.”
Her eyes went wide, and his dick twitched in his pants.
