Stories about the playful and intimate world of animal role-playing where humans take on the characteristics and behaviors of pets! Pet play involves one partner acting as a pet (puppy, kitten, pony, etc.) while the other takes on the role of owner or trainer. The appeal comes from the complete surrender of human responsibilities, the physical aspects of crawling and being on all fours, and the unique care dynamic between pet and owner. From wearing collars and ears to training sessions and feeding, pet play explores the freedom of being someone's beloved animal companion!
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Cum and Meet My New Horny 'PET'
He lost a dumb little bet and I joked that I’d make him wear a collar if he did. Not just any collar either — I pointed at my old cat’s collar that I still had in a drawer. Pink, soft, with a little bell on it. He laughed and said, “Yeah sure, whatever you say, mistress.” Real cocky. Well, guess who lost? I showed up at his place that weekend with the cat collar in my hand. I didn’t even say anything. Just held it up, let the bell jingle a little, and raised my eyebrows. He went so quiet. But he knelt. Slowly, sure, but he knelt. I buckled it around his neck while he tried to pretend it was all just a joke, like he wasn’t hard as fuck from it. But I saw the way he twitched when I tugged the bell and said “good boy.” Now it’s our thing. Every weekend, he’s on his knees wearing my cat’s old collar. I still call him “kitten” sometimes when I feel like really messing with him. He pretends to hate it. But his cock says otherwise. Last time, he crawled to me the second I walked in, naked, already collared. He sat up on his knees and waited, that stupid little bell jingling every time he moved. I spread my legs on the couch and let him bury his face between them. He licked me like it was his job. Hands behind his back, ass in the air, moaning into my pussy while I gripped his collar and rode his face. Later, I pushed him onto the bed and climbed on top. I made him stay still while I fucked myself on his cock, the bell jingling every time I bounced. His eyes were locked on me like I was his entire world, and honestly, I was. I told him not to cum unless I gave him the word. He begged so sweetly for it. Just whispered “please” over and over until I finally leaned in and said, “Now, kitten.” He came hard. His body jerked under me, mouth open, panting, red-faced and ruined. I kept riding him through it, let him shake and whimper, then pulled him into my chest when he finally collapsed. Afterward, he asked if we could “maybe upgrade the collar.” I told him no. That bell stays. It suits him too well.
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