Page 48 of Five Days of Christmas Spice

I laugh though my heart twists, knowing I left her after dinner again to wake up alone because I still couldn’t cross that threshold.

“That could be arranged. So, pup play. Are you up for it today?”

“Oh yes.” She leans against my shoulder,

“Good. I want to go over some pet play specifics. I know you said calling you pet is okay. Is there any other name you want to use?”

Holly places her hand on my thigh. And then lower, only a tease.

My dick twitches. Negotiation is such a damn turn-on.

“Pet is fine, Noel.”

“Good,” I brush my fingers through her hair, work my hand behind her head and hold her there for a moment.

“Do you have a certain pup age in mind that you want to mimic?”

“Not ancient, but I don’t want to run around on my knees all day.”

“Okay. I have knee pads if you are comfortable taking on crawling and walking as a pup?”

Holly licks her lips. She glances away, and my heart sinks, wondering if this is too much.

But she grabs my arm. “Yes, knee pads are perfect.”

“Do you want to play knowing basic commands or being taught?”

“Like what?”

I shift beside her, my cock hard against my fly. “Sit. Stay. Shake. Speak. Roll over.”

“Ohhh…those are good questions.” Holly rolls her shoulders. Her eyes become glassy, and her lips form the cutest pout. “I want to spend the time in pup play… not being me. I don’t want to be forced into being a pup. I want the room to take on the headspace. Does that make sense?”

I cup her face in my hand. “Perfect sense. So my pet knows basic commands.”

“But I don’t mind being taught a trick or two,” Holly raises her eyebrows. “And maybe a slight correction here and there.”

“We’ll have fun, my pet,” I say purposefully to gauge how she reacts, and I’m rewarded with one of her dazzling smiles.

“I have some treats for you. I have set up a spot in the dungeon for some of our play. Are you comfortable being on a leash in public?”

“Yes, I’m excited about this, Noel. Thank you for making it happen.”

“It’s my pleasure.”

The way her whole body relaxes in a bubble of ease gives me pleasure. It sets my head buzzing with need, and I am so happy to make this woman’s fantasy come true.

“What about speech? Do you want to be fully restricted with a muzzle?”

She closes her eyes and puts her head down on the table. Her shoulders start to heave, and I signal the waiter, gesturing for some water.

“Holly, we don’t have to do this now.”

She raises her index finger. “Need a moment.”

I sit back, giving her space. Lori refreshes the water, I nod my thanks and keep watching Holly, waiting.

I want to rub her back, but I’m taking my cues from her.

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