Miss Snow Finds Herself a Pup!

Miss Snow steps closer, her smirk softening into a teasing smile as she runs a finger under waffles’ chin, tilting his pleading face up to meet her gaze. “you’ve taken those edges soo well, pup,” she purrs, her voice dripping with amusement. “Now thank me for them—show me how grateful you are.”

waffles whimpers softly, his tail tucking as he presses his paws together, his body still trembling from the denial. “Th-thank you, Miss Snow… for edging me… a-and for keeping me desperate, horny and denied” he stammers, his voice breaking, his wide eyes brimming with submission. His denied cock twitches painfully, still free, making his gratitude feel even more humbling.

Miss Snow’s laughter is low and delighted as she ruffles his fur. “Such a good, grateful pup,” she says, her tone warm but firm. Then she:
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