Miss Snow Finds Herself a Pup!

Miss Snow frowns and fastens the zapper around his balls, the device humming ominously. “write the rules again, waffles,” she orders, her tone stern. “one zap before each rule—to remind you not to mess up.”

Before each rule, Miss Snow presses the button, sending a sharp jolt through waffles’ balls. he yelps, his paws trembling as he scribbles on the floor at her feet, his tail tucked in fear. “faster, pup,” she teases, her heels clicking as she looms over him.

when he finishes, waffles looks up at her, his fur ruffled.

Miss Snow says: