Page 49 of Puppy on a Leash

Six laps later, he didn’t look any readier to stop running, but seven cookies was more than enough for one day, wasn’t it? Or that was the excuse I’d give if he asked. Truthfully, my control was slipping. Jaime had set it as his goal to use his twenty seconds for some not really negotiated edging. I had given him a green light for anything goes, but for fuck’s sake, I didn’t think he was going to leave me shivering every single time.

Right now, he’d pushed my hand to his belly, and it should be innocent enough. Giving pups belly rubs was fun. I didn’t have a lot of experience—there were more queer pups than straight ones, and the latter would’ve been the ones I’d played with in the past—but I’d watched enough.

Of course, Jaime had different plans. I hadn’t been rubbing his belly for five seconds before he pushed my arm with both paws. He paused right at the edge of his shorts. His pupils were dilated as he looked up at me expectantly.

My breath hitched.

This.

This was where I wanted him.

“You want to come again, pup?”

Barks forgotten, he bobbed his head up and down.

I clicked my tongue but didn’t comment.

“Did you like it when I rubbed you earlier?” I asked instead. He was trying so hard to stay upright, to not slump down against my shoulder. “Want me to do it again?”

I moved my hand lower as he wanted. I didn’t sneak it beneath his shorts this time, though. No, I kept it over his covered crotch while I spoke. And I watched as he struggled to breathe, to stay still, to not grind his hips against my fingers.

He learned fast.

“Can I take these off, pup?”

Jaime’s breath stuttered. He froze for a second. I waited him out. Panicking with him or rushing for an apology was not what the pup needed.

Again, he nodded. This time, he did succumb and slumped down. His breath was hot against my shoulder.

I straightened. It was almost reflex at this point. He’d been nuzzling my neck earlier, sometime between his second and fourth lap, while rocking his hips on my lap. My entire body was attuned and sensitive to him.

I slid off the straps of the singlet first. Thankfully, I’d noticed the tail was detachable or I’d be struggling to figure out how to do the next step. “I’ll put your tail back on after your clothes are off, okay, pup?”

Jaime nodded against my neck. I couldn’t gauge how much he was processing, but I didn’t stop to question it too much. Instead, I twisted the silicone tail until the magnet keeping it attached to the plug popped. I couldn’t say I’d seen the system before, but it was convenient. Atwo toys in onekind of deal.

Jaime’s breath quickened slightly. I made quick work of taking off his shorts. Popping the tail back onto the magnetmechanism took longer, but I got it eventually while keeping a hand on his lower back.

“There you go.” I spoke while leaving the garment on one of the mats. “Are you good?”

I pulled him back a couple of inches as I asked so that I could read his face. I’d never seen him out of his rubber suit while he was in one of the rooms here. Even if it was just the two of us, and I’d reserved the room for two more hours, I wanted to make sure before I started telling him how fucking handsome he was.

“Woof!”

It was wobblier than it had been before, but I didn’t think it was because he was doubting himself. It just sounded like he was trying to get back to that place where he had more control. Or where he believed he had more control. There was a difference, albeit it wasn’t one he’d be too keen of.

“Good pup.” I praised him regardless while I moved my hand up and down his side. It dawned on me that his wasn’t like the naked bodies I was used to having on top of me. I tightened my hold on him before I could go there. “So obedient for me. I’d say that deserves a reward, don’t you think?”

Jaime moaned. He screwed his eyes shut while parting his lips.

“Shall I make you come again, pup?” I waited until he nodded to move my hand down his hip bone. “Rest your head back on my shoulder. I’ve got you.”

Before he could do that, I unclasped the leash from the collar and let it drop on the mats. The sound startled him, but he complied easily, a soft sigh leaving his lips. Not that he was going to remain so compliant. Before I could move a muscle, he was already rocking his hips, humping my leg.

“Easy.” I patted the side of his ass to get him to lift up. “You don’t want me to have to punish you now, do you?”

A grunt was the response I got.

Fair enough.

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