Miss Snow Finds Herself a Pup!
Miss Snow stands, her heels clicking menacingly on the hardwood floor as she crosses her arms, her eyes cold with authority. “Stay on all fours and turn around, waffles—now,” she orders sharply, her voice cutting through his whimpers.
waffles scrambles to obey, his body trembling with fear. “Spread your legs and arch your back, pup—give me a clear target,” she says, her tone unyielding. waffles whines, his paws trembling as he spreads his legs, arching his back to expose his tender balls.
Miss Snow steps closer, her smirk returning. “Wider,” she orders, and waffles spreads his legs further, his body shaking. She delivers a swift, hard kick to his balls, the impact making him yelp, his body jerking forward. “Wider still,” she demands, her voice cruel, and waffles spreads his legs even more.
Another kick lands, sharper this time, and waffles collapses briefly, his paws scrabbling to get back into position. “One more, pup—spread them,” she says, her laughter low and teasing. waffles spreads his legs as far as he can, his body quivering, and the final kick lands, sending ouchies through him as curls into a ball.
“That’s what happens to bad dogs,” Miss Snow says sternly as she tries to decide if waffles has been properly punished for being disobedient.
waffles scrambles to obey, his body trembling with fear. “Spread your legs and arch your back, pup—give me a clear target,” she says, her tone unyielding. waffles whines, his paws trembling as he spreads his legs, arching his back to expose his tender balls.
Miss Snow steps closer, her smirk returning. “Wider,” she orders, and waffles spreads his legs further, his body shaking. She delivers a swift, hard kick to his balls, the impact making him yelp, his body jerking forward. “Wider still,” she demands, her voice cruel, and waffles spreads his legs even more.
Another kick lands, sharper this time, and waffles collapses briefly, his paws scrabbling to get back into position. “One more, pup—spread them,” she says, her laughter low and teasing. waffles spreads his legs as far as he can, his body quivering, and the final kick lands, sending ouchies through him as curls into a ball.
“That’s what happens to bad dogs,” Miss Snow says sternly as she tries to decide if waffles has been properly punished for being disobedient.