<strong>In the cage room with Dr. Amanda Vernecoombe and Starshine</strong><br/><br/>“Mommy Mommy!” I was frantically trying to get her attention, as I jumped up and down and waved my arms with increasing wildness. She was having what looked like a very important conversation on the phone and I could see the wrinkles forming on her forehead. Though, she also wasn’t answering me, so I continued “Mommy Mommy Mommy! Oh oh oh! Mommy!”<br/><br/>“Please hold for a second” She said with a wicked little downward twist of her mouth before she crouched to my level with a soft incline of her features.  She had beautiful hair, it was a deep auburn colour, and when I had the chance I loved to touch it. “What is it Amanda?”<br/><br/>I had everything in the world to ask her, but that was a whole minute ago. Now I couldn’t think of a single reason why I wanted her attention so badly.  I felt a little sheepish and I remember chewing my lip nervously “Um” As my young mind boiled over something I could say without implicating the fact I’d completely forgotten - or maybe never had anything to say “I forgot, but, um - I love you”<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>I could feel my tail pressing up against the bars, the base was convulsing for lack of space to actually thump against anything. I could still feel my thoughts bubbling about, but was difficult to hold onto them any any length of time.  I could feel all sorts of questions that wanted to get asked, but the closer I got to getting my cum the harder it became grasp at things I wanted to say.<br/><br/>“Now puppy" I was thinking about how cold  the bars were against the backs of my thighs, and by contrast how hot and throbbing my pussy was before she started touching me.  It felt so nice to have fingers touching me again, I started to wish I had fingers, and then I remembered they were trapped in the paws as each one wriggled individually as if signing off on a roll call.<br/><br/>I was starting to imagine these high pitched little voices they might have, and for a moment I felt the beginnings of a giggle building within my throat before my mind focused back onto the slow touches alongside my almost drooling sex.  At point, I couldn’t think about anything else until she spoke again.<br/><br/>"I'm going to enter you in a second, and just this once I'll give you a choice. Either I can ease my fingers in and work slowly, or push them in, and bring you to orgasm faster. Does Starshine have any preference?" I wondered if Starshine did have a preference, and then I remembered that was supposed to be me and I chewed my lip thoughtfully as a little whimper boiled up from my throat.<br/><br/>It was nearly impossible to think about, it was already about sex, and every time I pondered if I wanted it slow, or fast, I got lost in the thought of getting it at all. I’m not sure how long it took, but it seemed like I was struggling forever before I came to what I thought would probably be best<br/><br/>“<em>Slow</em>”<br/><br/>I felt like a brilliant dog, but my pussy was really throbbing and now I’d have to wait longer for my cum.