Miss Snow Finds Herself a Pup!

Miss Snow sits down, her smirk widening as she holds the chastity cage in one hand, the key dangling from the other. “Look at you, waffles—all free and twitching for me,” she teases, her voice low and sultry as she leans closer, her perfume overwhelming him.

She trails a finger along his jaw, her touch sending shivers through his fur, his denied cock throbbing harder as he whines softly. “you’d do anything for a release, wouldn’t you, pup?” she murmurs, her lips brushing his ear, making his tail wag furiously despite his frustration.

But then she pulls back, her laughter soft and cruel. “Too bad—I only took you out just so I could lock you right back up! Hehehe.” She slides the cage back onto waffles’ aching cock, locking it with a snap, the key glinting as she tucks it away.

waffles whimpers, tail tucking as the denial sinks in deeper, his wide eyes still pleading. Miss Snow stands, and: