Miss Snow Finds Herself a Pup!
Miss Snow leans down, her perfume enveloping waffles as she runs a finger under his chin, tilting his pleading face up to meet her gaze. “Oh, waffles, you’re trembling so much for me,” she teases, her voice a sultry purr. “Let’s see how much more my pup can take—hump again.” She snaps her fingers sharply, her silky stocking brushing against him as she extends her leg once more.
waffles whines pitifully, his tail tucking as he presses himself against her leg for the third time, his denied cock throbbing painfully with each desperate hump. His paws scrabble against the floor, his fur matted with sweat, his whimpers turning into soft, broken yelps as he nears the edge yet again. Miss Snow watches with a wicked smirk, her laughter soft and cruel.
“Stop,” she commands at the last second, snapping her fingers. waffles freezes, a high-pitched whine escaping him as his cock twitches, denied for the third time, his body trembling uncontrollably. “Look at you, pup—all worked up and nowhere to go,” she purrs, leaving waffles a whimpering, denied mess in her control.
She clips his leash back on, before:
waffles whines pitifully, his tail tucking as he presses himself against her leg for the third time, his denied cock throbbing painfully with each desperate hump. His paws scrabble against the floor, his fur matted with sweat, his whimpers turning into soft, broken yelps as he nears the edge yet again. Miss Snow watches with a wicked smirk, her laughter soft and cruel.
“Stop,” she commands at the last second, snapping her fingers. waffles freezes, a high-pitched whine escaping him as his cock twitches, denied for the third time, his body trembling uncontrollably. “Look at you, pup—all worked up and nowhere to go,” she purrs, leaving waffles a whimpering, denied mess in her control.
She clips his leash back on, before: