The Prince's Pet (Part 3)

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You're very good at keeping eye contact, but don't think I didn't see your eyes flick down between my legs. Why, you torn? Between nobly resting on your knees and keeping that dignified look on your face, or accepting that if you are my dog, it means it's okay to act like a puppy sometimes and want nothing else other than attention, and to let out your energy by playing.

Oh, you would like attention? My attention? Well maybe if you ask nicely, I'll give it to you.

With eyes like yours and that look on your face, I think I would have a hard time not giving you what you ask for. If you beg for long enough. Oh, what a good girl, aren't you? But I did say for long enough, didn't I? Uh-uh-uh, don't pout.

I'll still give you something that you want, just not what you've been eyeing up, yet at least. What else do you want? Well, that's a good question.

Why don't I let you answer that for yourself? You've seen what's on the bed, but I think what's underneath is a bit more interesting. So why don't you go take a look? But you'll need this.

Ah, what are you doing? I didn't tell you to stop kneeling, did I? Yes, I did say go look, but I didn't say to stand up.

I think you can follow both orders at the same time, can't you? Good girl. Though I should have guessed if anyone could make crawling such a teasing thing, it would be you.

Oh, what did you expect, sticking your ass in the air like that? If you're going to find ways to tease me with each task, don't expect me to sit back and simply watch. I like to bite back, my puppy.

Go on. Don't let me distract you too much. Well, your hesitation could only mean that either you think this was a mistake or.

.. Oh no, not a mistake at all. Well, if you're that enthusiastic, why don't we play a game to let out some of that wild energy of yours before you're willing to lie down for me?

First, bring me a toy of your choosing, and then I will choose how it's meant to be used on you. Then, after that, I will choose a toy, and you can decide how it will be used. But, likely still on you.

You are the pet, after all. My pet. Does that sound like a fair game to you? Good.

Then go on. There is quite a bit to look through. Is this what you've decided on, then? I suppose the uses of a paddle are.

.. generally well-known. Now, the way you kept swaying and bucking your ass into the air, I'm afraid I've already got something stuck in my head.

But, bring it to me, my pet, and I'll have another task for you to do. Good girl. Now, you know how to read, so I can only assume you know how to count.

But it might be a little harder when you have something else to focus on, don't you think? You might even lose count while you try. But the look on your face tells me that you do want to try.

Don't you? Then come here and lay across my lap. Oh, am I not allowed to play with your throat and mouth while you're here? I have two hands, you know.

What else would my other one be doing, if not teasing your lips and tongue? It's such a simple task, counting upwards. I have to make it a little challenging, don't I? Plus, with my hand around your throat, I'll be able to feel the words in case I miss hearing them.

And you'll have my arm to hold and dig your nails into. For when you decide that you also like to bite back. Because I have a feeling that you can be quite a vicious creature as well.

Now, my bitch. Now, my bitch. Can you count for me? Only up to ten, but you have to wait for each strike to count to the next number.

Yes. What? Good girl.

Then. .. Two.

Oh? Two again, huh? Was that not hard enough? Did it not count? Fuck, you really are something else.

There's number three. Good girl. Two.

Two. Another. Still on seven.

Two. Nine doesn't exist today, does it? Right from eight to ten.

But maybe that's just how time works. It is supposed to move faster when you're having fun, isn't it? Ten it is then.

Wherever number nine went. Good girl. Oh? Do you like where my hand has started to wander? I couldn't help it.

With your ass laid across me and your legs ever so slightly open, though. Now that my fingers are crawling down, they're a bit more than just slightly. You're so perfectly still.

Have I gone and trapped this wild beast? But I think you have too many clothes on for me to go much further. I love your enthusiasm, but not so fast, my pet.

I have to train you to have patience, don't I? How else will you be able to stand just how much I plan to tease you and your little wet cunt? So stand up.

So stand up. And yes, unlike before, actually, stand up. Good girl.

Now, let's try that again. But this time, a little slower. And.

.. Fuck, you really are a wild thing, aren't you? And I want you to look in my eyes while you start to undo those laces.

Did I say stop? What do you mean, not fair? Wouldn't it be even less fair if I stayed fully clothed while you weren't? Shouldn't I at least take something off? Oh? Are my shoulders really that distracting? I never said looking into my eyes would be easy.

Your eyes can wander after, but for now. .. I think you have a task to do, my pet.

There you go. And with a body to match the fire in your heart. What are you? That's not the body of a maid, not at all.

I suspected your skin and curves would be hard to tear away my eyes from, but I didn't realize just how. .. hypnotizing.

.. you would really be. But it's a good thing I get to stare then, isn't it? To sit back and watch as you go and finish the second part of our game.

I said you'd get your turn to watch, and I will keep my promise, but that sounds like a reward. For someone who has been a good girl. Hmm? What's next then? That's a good question.

Well, I almost had you trapped with my hands before, didn't I? But I'd like to use my hands for something else, so. ..

I think I'll need a different way of trapping you. So, my eager puppy, go and get me a set of restraints. So, my eager puppy, go and get me a set of restraints.

And then you can decide where it is that you will be stuck. Hmm? Now what is that? Ah.

Oh. That isn't the pair of handcuffs I was expecting you to grab. I almost forgot that was in the box.

Yes. I. ..

suppose a collar does count as a restraint. I wasn't very specific, was I? What better way to tie up a dog than by the ring on its neck, huh? I'm not sure you'll ever stop surprising me.

Alright. It does mean that a mutt has an owner, doesn't it? Well.

.. If you want to be owned then, I suppose no one will mistake you as a stray anymore, will they? No.

They'll know what you are. Mine. But, I did say that you would decide how it's used, after I picked out what we would be using.

Wearing the collar is obvious, but what about the leash, my pet? I suppose it is fitting to tie a dog to a post, at least for a little bit while their master is busy. Oh yes, I will be busy.

I did say that the rest of my clothes would have to come off eventually, didn't I? But, that's not the only thing that I will be doing. There wouldn't be much of a point to tie you up, if I was just going to untie you right afterwards, would there?

Getting a little distracted, are we? I asked you a question. Good girl.

Then, I have one last task for you, my pet. Before I will throw you on the bed and breed you like the bitch in heat that you are, because I can see your hands trying to subtly work between your legs. Don't think I didn't.

Let's start with getting back on your. .. I didn't have to say it, did I? My pet knows when to kneel.

Then come this way, puppy. Towards me. Uh-uh, a little further.

That's it, good girl. Oh, what's with those beautiful puppy dog eyes? It's not out of your reach, is it? Not if you lean and pull the leash taut.

But of course, I can't imagine that that will be good for trying to breathe. Oh, my pet. Fuck, of course you can reach it with your hands.

But is that all you're going to do? Stroke my shaft while you look into my eyes with that sad expression? Which almost hides your wicked, playful fire.

Ah, stroking faster isn't an answer, is it? I saw the way your eyes traced my cock and how your lips twitched. But it's more than just tasting it, isn't it? It's about what you know it will do to me.

I may be the pet, but you still want to make me yelp, don't you? Like that. Fuck, your mouth feels good.

Oh, is there only so much you can take? The collar squeezing at your throat. Something else in your mouth at the same time.

I wonder if you can breathe at all when you lean in. Oh, you can breathe, can you? Oh, fuck.

It's even deeper than before. Oh, fuck. And your hands moving at the same time.

Fuck. Oh, that feels good. Oh.

And here I was thinking that the leash would hold you back. Well, I almost feel like I'm the prey. That'll change.

You seem to be enjoying it as much as I am, so I suppose that I can. .. Oh, that I can wait a little bit more.

Fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, I can feel my cock at the back of your throat.

Fuck. Oh. Fuck.

Oh, fuck. Oh, my pet, I hope you didn't push yourself too far. Damage that throat of yours and I will lose that beautiful voice.

Well, I'm glad, but I can still see the tears streaming down your face. But I trust you know your own limits. Still, I think it's time to give your throat a break, don't you? Oh, what is next? Are you asking? Because you can see the look on my face.

Because you can feel my body tensing. Next, I'll give you what you really want. Because I don't think I can hold it back anymore.

So, up onto the bed and bent over like the bitch you are. That's right, pet. Spread that fuck on.

Show me just where you need me. Oh, what a good fucking girl. Oh.

Fuck. Oh, I've gotten quieter, have I? What, do you want me to talk through the whole thing? Whisper in your ear until I fill your cunt with my seed.

Don't tell me it surprises you that the prince who spends his time with animals behaves like one when he's breeding his bitch. You like that, don't you?