Miss Snow Finds Herself a Pup!
Miss Snow stands up, her smirk widening as she dangles the key to waffles’ chastity cage between her fingers. “Look at you, pup—so desperate and squirming,” she teases, her voice a sultry purr. “If you want to be locked up safe again, you’ll have to beg for it, waffles.” She snaps her fingers, pointing to the floor in front of her.
waffles whimpers, his tail tucking as he crawls closer, his wide eyes brimming with desperation. “P-please, Miss Snow… lock me back up… I-I can't take anymore--I need to be kept locked, horny and denied” he stammers, his voice breaking as he presses his paws together, his body trembling from the edges. His denied cock twitches painfully, still free, making his plea even more urgent.
Miss Snow’s laughter is low and teasing as she kneels down, her perfume enveloping him. “Such a needy little pup,” she purrs, before:
waffles whimpers, his tail tucking as he crawls closer, his wide eyes brimming with desperation. “P-please, Miss Snow… lock me back up… I-I can't take anymore--I need to be kept locked, horny and denied” he stammers, his voice breaking as he presses his paws together, his body trembling from the edges. His denied cock twitches painfully, still free, making his plea even more urgent.
Miss Snow’s laughter is low and teasing as she kneels down, her perfume enveloping him. “Such a needy little pup,” she purrs, before: