Page 28 of Heavy Petting

She giggles and squirms, and then grips my horns so she can buck at my face.

I get instantly hard, and growl at her.

She bypasses my self-control and sends my libido into overdrive when she rubs my sensitive horns, and I’m sure she knows it. She wants me to fuck her again, but I can’t do that until this evening, and I don’t have time for these games. I need to keep her safe, and right now, that means washing all trace of my seed from between her legs.

Hordan has invited us to the pet park several times, and I can’t put it off any longer. The High Commander demands I bring my Vah-nyah to meet his Doe-dee so they may play together, and there will be other humans there for her to befriend, too.

If I do not attend, the other monsters will grow suspicious of my absence, and everyone knows it’s important to provide human pets with social opportunities. Contact with other humans keeps pets healthy, so they don’t become lonely and withdrawn. I don’t fear Vah-nyah becoming either of those things, since we areveryclose companions, but keeping her away from other humans could be seen as neglect or mistreatment and would bring intensive scrutiny upon me as a pet owner. If the authorities would send monsters to war to protect sweet humans like Vah-nyah, then they would absolutely remove a pet from their home if they deemed the monster negligent or abusive, and I would rather die than have my precious girl taken from me.

I don’t know what they’d do if they found out I was fucking her. Even though she clearly enjoys it.

She makes another play for my cock, and I twist away from her before pressing my finger firmly to her nose. “No.”

“Yes Master,” she whines. She fondles her nipples, and I latch on, before I pull back with a grin and wash her breastsagain.

“I’m going to dress and collar you once we’re done bathing, and then you’ll behave as I’ve trained you. Be a compliant little hucow for your master, or I’ll smack your rump and deprive you of cock for a week.”

She stares at me, her gaze searching my face. “Master.”

I shake my head. “No.”

She plumps her lower lip, and I want to take it between my teeth and growl.

“Masterrrr.”

Instead of spanking her rump, I slap her right on her juicy little cunt. She gasps, and her eyes light up with a sparkle of excitement. She spreads her legs a little more, and I gaze at her rouging flesh. Her tiny pleasure bud is swollen and begging for attention, and her pretty fuck-hole is beautifully slick. It’s bigger than it used to be. She’s been taking my cock so often, she’s starting to gape, and I love that her body has so willingly adapted to accommodate me.

A thrill runs down my spine, and her hungry eyes lure me in.

“More,” she begs, tilting her pelvis to present herself more fully.

I raise my eyebrow and slap her pussy again, sharply enough to make it sting.

Vah-nyah throws her head back with a beautiful moan, and when I lower my gaze to her gushing cunt, I can practically see her engorged lips and swollen clitthrob. Her juices splatter overmy palm with the next smack, and I lick it clean before giving her another.

“Master,” she pleads between gasps and whimpers. She thrusts her hips and pulls her pretty pink folds open wide, until her gaping entrance twitches sweet kisses at me. She’s begging to be filled.

I pick up the gentle soap I was using on her earlier. It’s shaped like a cock, and I was cleansing my seed from her depths with it, but now I’ll use it for her pleasure.

I slap her swollen cunt again, and then push the soap phallus inside her. Frenzied and peaking, she bucks at the thick, slippery shaft, helping me fuck her with it.

“Goodgirl,” I coo when she wails her release. She clamps at the soap and tries to close her legs, but I intentionally hold them open, forcing her to feel the intensity of the magical pleasure bubbling out of her. She surrenders to me completely and rolls with her spasms while I keep fucking her hole with the soap.

A shudder rocks through her body, and she ripples one final surge of fluttering spasms before resting limply with a pleasing sigh and a smile on her face. I pull her back into the water and rinse her once more, before laying her back onto her fluffy towel.

She’ll definitely smell like a clean, satisfied, and happy little human now.

I press my nose to her again. She smells good, and I can detect no trace of my seed. “Better,” I say with a nod. “Come along, and we’ll get you dressed to go out.”

Vah-nyah chatters the whole time I’m dressing her. She flashes her eyes at me, is smiling more than usual, and has an excited energy about her. I’ve tried to explain that we’re going out, and she seems to understand to an extent. I used the pictures in the handbook to help, and her eyes lit up when I pointed at the image of humans being walked in the park. Maybe she’s been seeking human company?

Her tone denotes that she’s asking me a question, but I don’t know what she’s saying. Do other monsters understand their pets’ language better? Will they understandmyhuman? My blood runs cold.

What if she says something about our inappropriate relationship to a new friend, and another monster hears? If she tells them I’m fucking her…

I cinch her harness more tightly, buckle it behind her back, and go hunting in the drawers for a leash and a muzzle or gag.

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