Miss Snow Finds Herself a Pup!
Miss Snow’s smirk widens as she reaches for the zapper device, her eyes glinting with wicked delight. “you’ve been such a desperate pup, waffles,” she purrs, her voice low and teasing. “Let’s make sure you behave—time to wear the zapper.” She kneels down, her perfume enveloping him as she fastens the device around waffles’ balls, its ominous hum making him whimper.
His tail tucks tightly, his wide eyes pleading as he squirms, the threat of the zapper just adding to his torment.
“There we go,” she says, standing with a satisfied smirk, pressing the button once to send a sharp jolt through him. waffles yelps, his body jerking, his paws scrabbling against the floor. “That’s for being so needy,” she teases, her laughter soft and cruel before:
His tail tucks tightly, his wide eyes pleading as he squirms, the threat of the zapper just adding to his torment.
“There we go,” she says, standing with a satisfied smirk, pressing the button once to send a sharp jolt through him. waffles yelps, his body jerking, his paws scrabbling against the floor. “That’s for being so needy,” she teases, her laughter soft and cruel before: