Pet Play Phone Sex

When I say it feels good to be Master’s little pet, I do wholeheartedly mean it. Pet play was something we had talked about previously but never gave it a try. But finally, things were changing. I knew from the moment he wanted to purchase a collar and leash for me that this was the start of something special. We went to the store together to pick out the perfect set. You can’t go wrong with something as classic as a black leather collar and chain leash. When I saw it there on the rack I knew it was the one for me. I felt impatient and wanted to wear it out of the store, but Master said I must wait. During the drive home I kept thinking how much fun we were about to experience!

So when we arrived home, we did some experimentation together.

He instructed me to undress and get on my knees. When I did that, he walked over and put the leather collar around my neck. My nerves rose a bit, but I was more excited than anything for what was to come next. Then he attached the chain leash. When it touched my pale skin it felt cold, but I didn’t mind. It was so interesting how I instantly felt like I was going into “pet play mode” at that moment. I was no longer “Velma” as he or I knew it, but instead something else more wild. Still, I felt a calling to be obedient to my Master. Pleasing him was the only thing I wanted to do.

He undressed himself, exposing his hard cock to me as he sat down in a chair in our living room. Then he instructed me to crawl over to him on my hands and knees. When he commanded me to do that, I barked! I wasn’t expecting to do that, it just instinctively came out. I looked him intently in the eyes. A wave of arousal washed over me as I crawled to him.

So there I was, on my hands and knees, waiting for my Master’s next command.

As he sat in his comfy chair, his erect cock was sticking straight at me. Dripping and twitching. My mouth watered the more I looked at it in all its glory. He grabbed and tugged on my leash and commanded me to suck his throbbing cock. And again, out of nowhere, a bark uttered from my lips. My sexual appetite grew as I first lapped up the precum that dripped from his head down to his shaft. He tugged on my leash again, forcing his cock into my warm, wet mouth. I felt his shaft jump while in my orifice.

My wild side grew and refused to subside. I was making animal-like noises while I pleasured my Master. Panting and sticking my tongue out in sheer excitement when I wasn’t sucking him off. I could see on his face how turned on he was by his sexy little pet. Making him happy gave me such exquisite pleasure! At this moment, I felt so feral. I couldn’t be tamed unless it was by him. No one would be able to control me. Only my Owner could do that to me. This bond we have is special and I knew it right then. So, I was hungry for his sticky, warm load. I desperately needed it.

So while he kept tugging on the leash, pushing my head down on his shaft, I sucked harder and faster. I could tell he was getting ready to bust. His pet play slut was STARVING and in need of his seed. Then he instructed me to stick out my tongue. I did happily, and just like that, he sprayed me with his load. It felt as if he was marking his territory on me which is exactly what I wanted. I was rightfully his bitch. Feeling each spurt hit my tongue and face made my cunt pulsate. I was quite a happy pet!

It’s the next day now, and I wait patiently by the front door for him to return. I wear my collar and leash, of course. On my hands and knees where I belong, as Master would say. I am ready to keep exploring this wonderfully erotic fetish.