Being his little Pet

I arrive home and know he will not be back for a couple of hours.  I walk into the bedroom and find the note he has left me “Hello my little Pet. When I get home, I want you naked, wearing just these items.  And I want you waiting for me in the cage”

My heart sinks as I take in the cage that has appeared in the corner of the room. I look back at the note – to a smaller comment at the bottom.  “I know how you feel about the cage so I will message you when I am less than five minutes away”.  That makes me feel a little better about it

I reach into the silk bag next to the note, extracting a little leather mask with cat ears and my tail butt plug.  Okay, so tonight he fancies some pet play.  Pet play is not something we indulge in very often, but we both love variety and trying new things, so why not I think

Some people feel the choice of pet is very important, whether you will show kitten or puppy or other characteristics.  For us, it is more about me acting as a pet, any pet, as an act of submission.  I guess we via towards puppy behaviour, but it is just being a pet that is important

And always before he actually has sex with me, he will say my name.  A subtle, but necessary, reminder that it is me, Katie, playing as a submissive pet, that he wants to do this to

When I receive his text, I am already naked and excited for him.  I apply some lube to the plug and slowly push it inside me, gasping in the silent room as it stretches me and then fills me with the cool metal.  I smooth my hair and put on the mask with the ears.  I glance in the mirror and smile at the naughtiness of my reflection.  I wiggle my hips and the tail shakes in response; I giggle at myself

Then, with a deep breathe, I kneel down and crawl backwards into the cage.  I know I only have a few moments to wait, but I hate waiting alone in the cage.  And then I hear his key in the door and him coming straight upstairs.  He opens the door to the room, and I wriggle excitedly

The waiting in the cage has exactly the effect he hoped and as soon as he releases the door, I bound out like an excited puppy, delighted to see my Master.  I see the smile on his face as he takes in the sight of me as his pet; it makes my heart race and my pussy slicken.  He coos hellos at me, stroking my hair and my back and I nudge my face into his thighs and his crotch in my excitement.  I can feel him getting hard beneath his jeans

“My Little Pet must be thirsty” he states.  I wait while he fetches a bowl and fills it with water.  He places it on the floor in front of me.  I lean down to lap at the water.  He moves behind me; I feel so very exposed in that position.  He leans down and gently runs his hands over my exposed sex.  We both know he can feel exactly how wet I am.  “My Little Pet is pleased to see me” he chuckles

He gives my tail a playful little tug and I gasp as the plug shifts inside me

“I bet my Little Pet needs to relieve herself as well” he smirks “after all that time in her cage”.  I see him pick up my collar and leash and assume he will lead me into the walk-in shower for me to pee.  I wait obediently as he fastens my collar in place.  I love the feel of it, the ownership it symbolises

He clips the lead on and tugs very gently, leading me to the top of the stairs.  I know he can sense my confusion as he leads me away from the bathroom, but he offers me no explanation.  At the top of the stairs he reaches down and lifts me up into his arms and he carries me carefully down the stairs.  I am still confused, but in my role as Pet, I cannot ask any questions.  I nuzzle my nose against his strong upper arms as he carries me

He sets me down at the bottom and leads me to the back door.  Only then do I get that moment of panic as I realise where he is taking me.  I pull against the lead slightly.  “Come on Little Pet” he asserts.  His Dominant tone tells me this is an instruction, not a request.  His domination intoxicates me

I follow on all fours as he takes me out into the garden.  The cool night air envelopes my naked body.  The moon is full and I am aware how it lights up the garden.  It is not directly overlooked, but there is a definite possibility that I could be seen if a neighbour were at their window.  I shiver – my nipples hardening, and I arch my back further – a mixture of excitement and fear flowing through me

He leads me across the garden, the grass slightly damp under my knees.  At the first tree he pauses, encouraging me to relieve myself.  I adjust my position, so I am squatting lower on my back legs and do as he commands.  The humiliation burns inside me and flames my desire

As I finish, he rubs my head affectionately.  “Good girl”

We head back inside, and he makes me sit and wait on the mat just inside the door.  He fetches a towel and then sits down, pulling me onto his lap and unclipping my leash

He tenderly wipes the wetness from the grass off my lower legs.  He rubs my hands (or should I say paws?) dry.  He wraps me in the towel, embracing my back and warming me up

I snuggle into his lap

His caresses continue.  His fingers move gently across my breasts, brushing against my nipples

I start to purr for him

He runs his hands across my stomach.  Then up and down my inner thighs

My body is so aroused

His touch continues to tease me, playing across my needy flesh

I want more.  I whimper hungrily

His teasing continues.  I am desperate for him to touch my sex.  The one area he is resolutely ignoring

In wanton frustration, I nip at his arm with my teeth

“Naughty Pet” he says with exaggerated shock.  I receive a firm slap across my bottom and am inelegantly pushed from his lap

I pout at him

He rises and walks back upstairs to the bedroom.  I scamper along behind him

He sits down on the bed and I nudge against his leg.  “You were a bad Pet” he admonishes.  I look downcast and nuzzle higher up on his thigh.  He moans softly.  “But you are too adorable to be cross with for long” and he bops my nose affectionately with his finger

I push my face against his crotch, and I can feel his hardness pressed tight against the denim

“Is there something my Little Pet wants?” he asks mischievously

I nod

He lifts me, manhandling me into the position he wants, on all fours on the bed

I whimper with longing

“You do make a wonderful pet Katie”

I purr with desire

“And now I need to breed my Little Pet”

I feel my juices running onto my upper thighs as I hear him undoing his jeans

I wait in position

He pushes my legs a little wider

I feel the head of his cock press against my opening as he positions himself

His hands grip my hips tightly, holding me in place

He thrusts hard.  The thickness of him forcing into me.  The size of him filling me

I cry out – both at the intensity, but also at the sweet relief of finally having him inside me

He fucks me hard, mercilessly, using me like an animal until he fills me with his seed

He knows it is exactly what his little Pet wants and exactly what his Little Pet needs

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