Thread: Keep telling yourself, "It's for the money"... (PsionicCuttlefish & Zero_Kyrael)

RE Keep telling yourself, It's for the money... PsionicCuttlefish ... Heh, I didn't even plan on it, but when I pulled the bitch along to follow me from the kitchen, she sort of went down almost to all fours and tried to keep up with me that way. I didn't even tug that hard! But fuck yes was that hot, she was just so submissive unconsciously if she wasn't really trying hard to get back to her feet. I wasn't going to teach her about pet-walking for a few days and didn't plan to use it often, mostly because it'd be a fucking tragedy to put those tits out of proper view for a long time, but now I just couldn't wait to teach this whore to express her submission consciously, get her to show her true side to me all the time. When we got to my entertainment room and I 'tested' groping one of her tits, I carefully took note of her reaction. Excellent, no flinching or obvious balking aside from an initial cute squeal, though she did shut one of her eyes and bite her lip tensely while trying to control her breath. That was odd, generally something someone did when they were making themselves put up with something painful to block it out a little, but my generous hand couldn't have been hurting her...was she trying to block out good feelings? Oh shit, she was! Earlier I had gotten one of the stronger reactions out of her when I mentioned her getting pleasure. So, she probably thought it was 'wrong' to enjoy this or she was 'above it', and didn't want to feel good? Ohhhh, slut. You will learn . You will learn to love it. Once I was seated on my couch with the leash still in hand and my new slave standing in front of me for me to just enjoy the view with. The bitch was smart enough to not try and get on the couch with me without me telling her to. Good girl. I say after a moment, those two words equal parts praising and derogatory. A good pet does not get on furniture unless her Master tells her to. Good that you got that already. I was about to actually tell her to do something, but then I noticed how red she was starting to shade towards, across her entire body. As the moments ticked by, she seemed to get increasingly embarrassed and fidgety. Oh yes, bitch. Squirm. The more she nervously stroked her tail, shuffled her feet, and deepened in red, the happier I got, and I did not move or hide it in any way. The front of my pants started to bulge out, and slowly grow bigger while my grin widened, making sure she noticed I was getting hard. Once I was sure of that, finally I spoke. Fukkin' hell , slut, if you keep up that delicious, teasing, enticing squirming there, I might lose control of myself and just bang you like an animal! You're just begging for a fuck like that! I chuckled, as it was her embarrassment that was turning me on though I was going to cure her of that sooner or later, it was still fun to enjoy itself. But, I think I've waited enough for my fun... Slouched backwards a little, I pointed with my empty hand to the ground between my legs just in front of the couch. Tabby, kneel right here. I commanded, then waited for her to obey. Once she was kneeling directly between my spread knees, herself only a mere two feet away from my bulging crotch, I reached both of my hands back to go out to my sides, elbows hanging just slightly off the edge of the couch's backrest while my hands clutched it, one still holding my toy's leash. With my legs and arms spread out, it seemed like a 'vulnerable' position, but I stared down at the bitch with a neutral expression to make sure she knew it was the other way around. I was so strong, so above her, I didn't have the slightest concern from her, and I expected her to do what I want without me even needing my hands. I was confident . Now, whore. Unbutton and unzip my pants. Then reach into my pants, through the space in my boxers, then pull my cock out. I then watched to see how well she managed that task. My boxers were plain black underneath and nothing particularly special, but would be bulging even more once the more-rigid front of my pants was out of the way.