There's a lot of "pleasepleaseplease"

You get it!! I'd be so grateful for the meager relief each time, too, even knowing it was just delaying the inevitable...

Something so hot to me about drawing desperation out like that, only allowing myself partial relief, especially while out and about... I really want someone to toy with me and control me like that in person, sometime. 4/4

Ten minutes of driving and another 15 minutes of ingredient hunting later and I was already trying not to dance desperately. I hustled back to the car, slumped low in the seat, tugged my pants off and filled the cup again. I still wasn't empty – watered the bushes the second I got home. 3/

So after one stop at a small specialty grocery, I decided to piss in a small cup in my car. It wasn't big enough to hold my full bladder. I could've emptied and refilled it, but decided to instead wait until after my next stop for further relief. 2/

Hunting him, you say? 👀

How tryin to organize a TTRPG feels

😭

Pup suggest: go hump a boot about it

After, we cuddled tight as she praised me and I thanked her, panting.
Writing this up today has left me all slick and wanting again. I still can scarcely believe it happened. I'm the luckiest puppy on earth.
I'm so cooked.

As she picked up the pace again, she ordered me to whimper, to show how good it felt. And so I did, abandoned to pleasure. I whimpered through a throat held tight by her collar, a mouth stuffed with her tongue. I came howling.

She kept right on pounding me.

When I pleased her, eg begging or licking her nipple, she clicked the clicker, and my mind fuzzed out even more. She edged inside me and then brought out the vibrator. "You earned enough clicks to earn this," she said. I asked her how many that was.
"It doesn't matter — puppies can't count." 😵‍💫

After toweling me off, she brought me to the bed. I was shivering. She got under the covers with me and spooned me l, rubbing her rock-hard cock against my wet puppycunt. Before long, she rolled me over and started fucking me, fast and hard, pulling my collar tight.

To my (aroused) embarrassment, she adjusted the water, soaped me up and washed me, paying special attention to my drippy cunt. "You'll learn to like baths eventually," she daid. I tried to bite the shower spray. "I always get wet when I'm washing dogs," my mistress said in mock exasperation.

Then she directed me into the shower, and said, "go ahead." She caught my confusion before I figured out she meant "strip". "Oh, were you holding out on me? Let the rest out, then, you're already a mess." Blushing, I emptied my bladder, then stripped. My sodden pants plopped onto the shower floor.

So I wet myself, while she watched, heat spreading across my crotch and a puddle forming on the pad. It overflowed slightly; when I apologized, she said, "It's okay. Puppies make messes sometimes." 😵‍💫

Then she asked me if I had to pee, and I nodded and glanced at the toilet. "Oh no, that's not for puppies," she said, and laid a puppy pad out. She led me to it and put me on all fours. "Should I..." I reached to take my pants off.
She tilted my head up, looked into my eyes, and said "No."

First she put my new choke collar and a leash on me, pulled me across her lap and spanked me a bit, then told me she had to piss. She made me kneel next to the toilet, then tugged me close and made me hold her cock in my mouth to aim it while she pissed. She wiped the last drips on my tongue.

Last night I suggested to Eve that we continue the scenario we played with at Kinky Camping, where she'd captured me as a pet and was teaching me how to behave... she ran with it with unexpected enthusiasm and uhh she may've hit on several of my fantasies back-to-back bsky.app/profile/wetb...