“I’m curious to know what exactly you thought you could accomplish,” she chided, tilting her head like a confused puppy. “I told you what I’m into. You knew when you moved in.”
Nikki’s heart was racing. She could feel her mouth watering, the heat building. She was being drawn in as she struggled futilely against the undertow of her own mind.
“I know it’s scary, what he does to you. You can’t fight it because it feels SO GOOD. Losing your free will, your control to someone else, it makes you vulnerable. That’s why I’m here.”
Nikki felt her palms hit the floor. She was trembling. Thoughts surfaced slowly, each less clear than the the last. She was losing herself and it showed.
“He’ll be here this weekend.” Nikki perked up and she just smiled. “I can’t wait either but I have homework to do. If you stop fighting, I’ll give you a treat now and one tonight while I’m under. How does that sound?”
Nikki felt her jaw go slack when she spread her legs. She shuddered as the woman she’d come to love rolled her hips and tempted her deeper. One paw in front of the other, Nikki began to crawl toward that warm, wet place where she’d learned to let go. Her last free thought drowned in the taste of heaven.
“Good Girl.”
She was home.
I don’t normally care for petplay but the elements of it here are mild enough, and the rest hot enough, that I don’t mind it.