Your very own pet (Brandon and Lady Avacyn)
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				Title: <strong>Your very own pet (Brandon and Lady Avacyn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 13:42:12</strong>
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				The sun was just dipping over the horizon making the sky burn orange as if it was on fire. The final rays of light shined in on the huge home that sat on the hill, just a few stories above the crashing waves and a white sandy beach. Inside a young man, somewhere in his late twenties, ploped down in his cushioned chair with a plastic bag in his lap. He was a tall man standing a full six feet with a toned build beneath the black button up tee shirt and blue jeans that hugged his hips and legs. He sat there for a moment before kicking off the black slip on shoes before reaching into the bag and pulling out a magazine. <br><br>It only took him a moment to realize that this wasnt the popular machanics that he wanted and it made him frown. It had been one more screw up to a lousy and tiring day, but then there were few days that he came home and wasnt exhausted. It was the way things were how often he worked, being an engineer for the goverment was never easy but lately it seemed like he had no time to himself. It had even driven away the one girl that he was close to, or rather driven her into the arms of another man. <br><br>Sighing he pulled out the sandwich he had ordered, toasted roast beef with ketchup, bacon, and lettace over white bread. At least that hadnt been screwed up as well, it was the one good thing about today. He took a bite as he opened the magazine, figuring he might as well see what was inside and the first page had an add in it. <br><br><em>"Do you come home after a full day of work, exhausted, hungry and craving company?<br><br>Well than our product is perfect for you!<br><br>We offer a wide range of newly created, neko's.<br><br>Choose from a variety of colors and qualities, you would desire in a pet and it shall be delivered....for a price."</em><br><br>He laughed and thought <em>"yeah right". </em> Normally he would have tossed the magazine into the trash there and then but today was different. He picked up the phone, called the number, and decided to place that order. It couldnt be true but it might acctually make his day a little brighter.<br><br>Surprisingly it only rang once before someone picked up on the other end and a woman spoke clearly and cleanly into her headset. "Hello, my name is Susan and Im ready to process your order. Can I have your name address please."<br><br>He had to stop himself from laughing aloud though a clear snicker snuck through the background before he composed himself. "Scott Masterson. 410 beachfront road, Florida." he said clearly. As he waited for her to respond he began flipping through the pages of the magazine, noticing the lady at the store had given him a bondage magazine full of all kinds of sex toys and apparal. It made him think of all that gear he had bought for "her" and that had never been used.<br><br>There was some typing in the background along with the sound of other employee's. Scot only layed back in the chair, thinking about how far they were going for this con. Then the woman spoke again. "Alright sir, could you tell us what kind of pet you're looking for? Such as a companion, labor, domestic, or maybe a sex slave?"<br><br>"Companion...with a hint of sex slave." he replied.<br><br>There was more typing before the woman spoke again. "What would you like her to look like? We can customize everything from hair color to breast size."<br><br>Another snicker escaped his lips as he laid back and looked up at the ceiling, thinking about an ideal woman. "Female. Long blonde hair, pale skin, large breasts...with a really curvy figure."<br><br>More typing came through as he flipped through the pages, stopping at a pin up ad to look at the half naked women. Then the womans voice came through again "What would you like her demeanor to be like?"<br><br>"Submissive, playful, and maybe a little innocent too. She needs to be helpful, energetic, and sexy." he said before he realized what words were leaving his lips.<br><br>There was more typing before the woman spoke again, clued in to his real desire for a pet. "What kinds of kinks do you want her to enjoy?"<br><br>He was a little surprised by the question, especially from a con business like this but he answered her anyway. "I want her to love getting down on her knee's to give me a blowjob. I want her to love getting tied up and fucked in all her holes. I want her to be incapable of cumming without me."<br><br>A little more typing came over the phone as he kept looking over the women in the magazine. Then the voice came through again. "Do you have a name in mind?" the voice said. He sat back in the chair for a moment thinking and starting to smile a bit as he envisioned the neko in his mind "Emmy"<br><br>"Alright sir, I have all the information I need to make your personal pet. She will be delivered to your home within 90 days. When she arrives you may look her over in detail and then our repesentative will handle payment. Thank you for your business." Then the phone hung up unexpectantly and he thought it was odd not asking for his credit card information or anything else. <br><br>He slipped out of his chair and went to his bedroom to lay down, forgetting about the sandwich and everything else before he laid down for bed. Yet deep down he wished so desperately that the woman he had ordered was real...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Your very own pet (Brandon and Lady Avacyn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Avacyn</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 08:01:48</strong>
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				Some time later maybe a month after the order had gone through Emmy opened her eyes for the first time. She stretched and learned to walk, speak, and most of all obey. And then the real training began. The newly born neko was taught technique after technique to best please her master. <br><br>She itched every time she was told that this was what her master would want. That he would be pleased if she obeyed and did everything in her power to pleasure him. Emmy nodded and told herself that she would make him happy. She'd give him her heart and soul... and maybe, she'd feel the purpose she was meant for that she didn't feel here.<br><br>And at last the day was finally here, they loaded the surprisingly light female into a large pet carrier and told her to go to sleep. They told her that when she awoke she would meet her Master for the very first time. She was so excited that she could hardly keep her eyes closed. But the ride was so long and there was nothing to look at, so she eventually drifted off. <br><br>The trip lasted a day or so, and she soon felt herself lifted out of the back of the van. With a mew she felt the carrier shift underneath her and sway before it was set with a thud on the doorstep of the man she adored, but had never laid eyes on. A ring of the doorbell.... a knock at the door... Would he be happy? Would her Master want her? She was suddenly scared that he would change his mind. If he didn't want her... she'd seen what had happened when a neko was rejected... It sent a shiver through her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Your very own pet (Brandon and Lady Avacyn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 19:04:40</strong>
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				Scott had spent all night passed out in his chair and now he looked like hell. His hair was scruffed up, he remained unshaven, and his clothes were in shambles. When the knock on his door came he jumped up slightly, looking about the large living room and the half eaten pizza sitting on the table in front of him. For a moment he was thankful that he hadnt gone drinking as well<br><br>The knocks came again, and he stood up, slipping off his shirt and tossing it to the back of the sofa as he made his way over. The door opened a moment later and he stood there as a hand absently scratched his bare chest. "Yeah, can I help you?" he said quietly, half yawning through squinted eyes. <br><br>The representative handed him the paperwork and opened the carrier. "We have your order sir. She's ready for inspection."<br><br>"Order?" he questioned before looking down at the paperwork. He didnt recognize the logo of the company, not at first but he took a knee and looked into the cage, silently wondering if this was some kind of prank or if he had really forgotten some order he had made. Then the mans words echoed in his mind. <em>"Did he say she?"</em> he thought as he looked in the carraige
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				Title: <strong>Re: Your very own pet (Brandon and Lady Avacyn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Avacyn</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 11:42:51</strong>
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				Emmy let out a mew, seeing the face of her Master for the first time. He looked awful, and handsome, at the same time. But she could tell something was wrong. He smelled as if he hadn't bathed in forever. "Master?" she asked as the man who'd brought her here motioned for Scott to step back so that he could open the cage and bring her out for closer inspection.<br><br>"Here she is. Emmy, exactly to your specifications." he said and gave the neko a nudge forward as she emerged from the crate.<br><br>"Hello Master." she said curtsying. "Would you like Emmy to draw you a bath. Your kitten will do anything you desire."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Your very own pet (Brandon and Lady Avacyn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 21:24:55</strong>
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				When she came out of the carrier he looked over her in detail, drinking in the cute smile on her face and the curvy figure she had. Then it all came back to him as he was reminded of that night several months back and the "fake" company that he had called. It appeared it wasn't fake at all<br><br>He stood there for a bit, not sure what to say or do but he knew he didn't want to turn her away. At the very least he could use a maid and yet she was trained for so much more. "Um...how about you both come inside and we'll take care of that paperwork. Go ahead and make yourselves at home." he said before he took a step back and lead them inside. <br><br>It opened up into a small entry way with a hardwood floor that had a few coats and sets of shoes set against the road. Beyond the entryway it opened up into a huge room with a large TV on the wall and a few seats set around the TV. On one corner there was a PC on a desk that he sat down at, taking the paperwork from the escort to handle his finances. It seemed odd that he was paying for a neko now but he was never one to shirk responsibility and he certainly had one toward Emmy now.<br><br>Within a few minutes he had everything filled out, having paid for Emmy in one payment. When it was handled he set the paperwork down on the coffee table and took a seat back in his chair. "There it is."
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Avacyn</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 22:23:08</strong>
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				Emmy moved over to sit at his feet when he settled into the chair and smiled up at him. Her escort took the papers and looked them over to be sure that all was in order. When he was finished there was a pleased smile on his face. He stood, offered his hand for a shake.<br><br>"It's been a pleasure doing business with you Sir," he said with a nod as they grasped hands and he was shown out. "Enjoy your pet, and should she displease you feel free to call and we'll pick her up." With that he turned and left. <br><br>Emmy had stayed in place at the foot of the chair to await his return. "What would Master like his kitten to do?" she asked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Your very own pet (Brandon and Lady Avacyn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>27-07-2012, 21:24:38</strong>
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				He layed back and stretched in his chair before looking down at the neko at his feet. He still wasnt sure what to do with her but they were stuck together now. He thought about it as his fingers lightly drummed against the leather of the chair and after a moment a few ideas came to his mind. "Um, how about breakfast? I can take a shower while you get everything ready. Then go for my run." he said, although he knew there wasnt much in the refrigerator but there should have been enough for a meal for two. <br><br>He slipped out of the chair and stretched again before looking around. "I suppose I should give you the grand tour too...this is the living room obviously. I dont do much in here these days." He pointed to an open doorway on the right side of the house. "The kitchen and dinning room is in there." Then he turned toward the north side of the room and pointed at another open doorway and a long hallway. "The hallway there leads to the bedrooms and the back porch. You'll find the bathroom on the right and a set of stairs down to the basement. The laundry rooms downstairs"
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Avacyn</strong> on <strong>29-07-2012, 03:11:52</strong>
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				Emmy nodded and bolted off to the kitchen digging through the cupboards and refrigerator. Before too long she had managed a passable meal for him. There was enough for two. But she had always been told that she did not eat until her Master willed it. She would serve him first and foremost, then be glad of whatever he left, or gave to her.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>29-07-2012, 23:39:03</strong>
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				As Emmy went off to the kitchen Scott made his way to the master bedroom and the bathroom adjacent to it. While she was busy cooking Scott readied a hot shower to clean himself up, although he liked to take longer showers he made it shorter this time since he knew she would be waiting for him. When he came out he looked a lot better the before with a clean shaven face, combed hair, and dressed in a pair of shorts, a sweatshirt, and sneakers<br><br>He came out, guided by the mixed smell of eggs and hashbrowns and walked into the dining room. The walls had a hardwood covering on them, making them look neat and natural with the floor having a floral pattern tile just like the kitchen. As Emmy arranged the meal Scott opened the drapes covering the side door then opened the door to let some fresh air in. From the window the view of the ocean was below them and the scent of the sea was high on the wind. <br><br>Scott stood there, looking out for a few moments and stretching once again before he took his seat at the head of the table. Yet when he noticed Emmy just standing there he pushed a chair to his right forward with one foot. "Come on, join me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Your very own pet (Brandon and Lady Avacyn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Avacyn</strong> on <strong>30-07-2012, 06:55:11</strong>
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				Emmy smiled and sat down. "Yes Master." she said and watched him eat. She always loved watching the trainers test her food, and tell her how good it was. She especially liked when they made that 'delicious' face before commenting. "Is it good Master?" she asked, then covered her mouth. She'd always been told not to speak unless bidden to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Your very own pet (Brandon and Lady Avacyn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-07-2012, 14:52:13</strong>
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				He sat there quietly, sampling the eggs first and taking in their salty flavor. Then he followed with the hash browns that were perfect. He ate fast, drinking a full glass of water when he was done and set the plate to the side. "That was good but if I have one criticism its that I like my yokes broken. The other thing is, I want you to eat with me next time"<br><br>He sat there, looking across the table and finding himself a little pleased with having such a cute girl in his home, ready to do anything and everything he wanted. Yet that was a problem in and of itself as he wasnt sure what he should do with her besides be the companion that she was made to be. "Tell me about yourself. "
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Avacyn</strong> on <strong>31-07-2012, 01:18:51</strong>
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				She looked over at him. "I'll remember that, Master." she said smiling as she moved to clean up the dishes. "Um... my name is Emmy... I like fish, and chicken... I was trained to do anything Master asks of me. And learn the things Master likes. Um..." she paused. "Is there anything specific Master wants to know?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Your very own pet (Brandon and Lady Avacyn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-08-2012, 01:57:29</strong>
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				As she talked he sat there and thought, about nothing in particular and everything at once.&nbsp; There were a lot of questions, as was expected with having her dumped on his doorstep so unexpectedly. "Well...what kind of skills do you have? What do you like to do for fun? Tell me that kind of stuff."
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Avacyn</strong> on <strong>01-08-2012, 02:09:22</strong>
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				Emmy nodded. "I can cook and clean really well. And I... well for fun I like to play and chase mice..." she blushed as the next comment that came to her mind. "And it's really fun to do what they taught me to please my Master." she said.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-08-2012, 11:29:03</strong>
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				"I see. I dont have a mouse problem here, so thats out..." he said aloud before getting up to refill his glass of water. He leaned against the counter while still looking at her, the edges of his lips curling upwards into a smile. "I have a laser pointer though...but what did you mean by the things they taught you to please me?"
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Avacyn</strong> on <strong>01-08-2012, 19:03:22</strong>
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				Her face went innocent. "Well Master wished me to please him sexually, correct? That was the order he made, right?" she said squirming a little. She'd always been nervous about this. Hoping that she would do well with her Master instead of on the mannequins they trained her with so that she would stay pure.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>02-08-2012, 03:55:25</strong>
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				He was a little surprised about that revelation, not that he was unhappy about it either. "I...well to be honest I dont remember much of that night. That and I was kind of fantasizing about the perfect girl...I guess they ended up making you from my fantasies. Im...kind of tempted to learn what you learned."
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Avacyn</strong> on <strong>02-08-2012, 05:48:36</strong>
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				Emmy blushed brightly. "I... could show Master if he wishes." she said humbly, rinsing the dishes and setting them to dry. "Does he wish me to?" She moved over to him and knelt at his feet awaiting his answer.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>02-08-2012, 11:07:03</strong>
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				He smiled as he saw that cute expression on her face though he didnt say a word. Instead he just set is hand on the top of her head slowly petted her as he thought about the offer. It had been six months till he broke up with "her" and he hadnt been with a girl since. He just hadnt felt ready but now he felt temptation to take advantage of her and the question had to be asked, was he ready now?<br><br>After a moment he stood up and offered her his hand, thinking the bedroom would be far more comfortable then the dinning room. "Come on, you can show me someplace more comfortable. Alright?"
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Avacyn</strong> on <strong>02-08-2012, 20:07:58</strong>
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				Emmy purred as he pet her head and continued purring as he led her to the bedroom. "What would Master like his kitten to show him?" she asked sitting on the foot of the bed and smiling at him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Your very own pet (Brandon and Lady Avacyn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>03-08-2012, 04:34:10</strong>
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				He lead her into a large room with a king sized bed sitting just below a window facing the sea. The frame and headboard were made of oak and it had a thick black comforter over it though the bed was as much of a mess as Scott had been earlier, like it hadnt been touched in the last few days or made in longer. On the other wall there was a door leading out to a balcony, that revealed the beach and ocean for miles. So far that they could just barely see the marina in the distance with the masts of ships sticking upwards. <br><br>The bathroom that he had used earlier was on the opposite side of the room with the door open and near the door was a large walk in closet with the doors open, showing his wardrobe that mostly consisted of jeans, button up work shirts, and a few pairs of shoes. <br><br>Scott came in and quickly threw the comforter neatly over the sheets and pillows before he sat down, looking back at Emmy as his lips curled upwards. "I thought maybe we could start small and go wherever our desires take us. So I suppose the question is what are you going to show me?"
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Avacyn</strong> on <strong>09-08-2012, 05:12:38</strong>
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				((I apologize for the delay. Between work and crappy net I haven't been able to get on.)) <br><br>Emmy smiled and moved to kneel at his feet, sliding her hands up his legs and hooking her fingers into his waist band. She slid them around between fabric and flesh, to undo the front snap. With a smirk and surprisingly strong hands she slipped his pants and underwear off and down to his ankles. It was then when he was bare to her that she began to kiss his calf, and slowly up his leg to his inner thigh. She paused, teasing him without touching the wonderfully large member hanging between his legs.<br><br>She used all her wiles to arouse him without actually touching it. Once he was aching, or ordered her to do more she would. But for now it was her game, at least one that she adored playing. The feline massaged his legs and around to his backside, without intruding, rubbing the small of his back and purring against his thigh. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Your very own pet (Brandon and Lady Avacyn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>09-08-2012, 07:40:24</strong>
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				OOC: Its ok. If you're having issues just let me know and post when you can. <br><br>The thin shorts slide down easily, enough along his long muscular legs. Every little movement and tease seemed to make him harder. It had been six months since he had been near a woman like this and now he had a near perfect one, made from his desires, doing exactly what he needed so badly but had never really realized. <br><br>A little grin spread over his lips as he looked down at her face, being more then content with the moment while simultaneously wanting much more. "Your turn. Undress for me." he whispered, his voice holding a clear tone of commanding presence but it was really his eyes that betrayed his state of mind. How desperately he wanted to see his kitten nude as she teased him and how badly he wanted to make her moan and mew till she begged him for release.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Your very own pet (Brandon and Lady Avacyn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Avacyn</strong> on <strong>09-08-2012, 21:22:03</strong>
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				Emmy smiled and stood up pulling the ribbon out of her corset with one hand in a single stroke, while the other held it in place. With a small grin she slipped the strap down over one shoulder, and then the other, turning her back as she let the garment fall. She then slid her hands down one thigh taking her stocking with it, and then the other. With a soft mew and a swish of her tail she slid her skirt down as well leaving just her panties on. She turned to face him a sultry look in her eyes as she moved over and placed his hands on the waistband of her undergarment then turned and bent over letting him pull off the last piece.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Your very own pet (Brandon and Lady Avacyn)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>10-08-2012, 01:05:41</strong>
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				His fingers slide under the thin fabric around her waist and pulled them down slowly, taking in the look of that beautiful heart shaped ass and her two holes. Each one seeming to beg for him to do more then look. "You are simply gorgeous." he whispered with a pleased smile on his face, though his manhood was hardening even more till it stood straight up.<br><br>He wanted to just throw her against the wall and roughly take her in every hole but for the moment he fought against instinct. He really wanted to see what his pet could do, or rather would do, to push him to the brink of pure ecstasy. It was almost torturous not following through with his instincts but at the same time something also told him the longer he let her tease him the better it would be in the end.
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