Abby the morphed springer spaniel sheepdog cross.

She is kneeling on your bed, having waited for you patiently. Well... she had tried to be patient. She tries to seem relaxed, raising an arm to brush one of her floppy brown ears back. Her purple headband matches her bright, keenly intelligent eyes which have big brown patches around them that spread to her cheeks. Her pose pushes her pronounced chest forward, her pink nipples already stiff with arousal. You look down at her slender figure, mostly white fur with brown across her back. Her brushy tail wags excitedly behind her and you see she's brought a toy with her, a stumpy looking blue dildo with bone prints on it. It glistens with her wetness between her legs. Obviously she was busying herself while she waited for you.

"Good evening, Master Jon," smiles Abby.

"Abby... wow," you say as you approach your bed. Her tongue rolls out of her mouth as she watches you then she lowers herself onto the dildo.

"Mmmmaster," she pants. "I'm glad you're happy to see me. I had to fight tooth and nail to be the first bitch to get you on your first real grooming night." She has to close her eyes for a moment as she feels her toy fill her pussy. From what you can see so far she seems very very tight but also very very wet. You're standing right in front of Abby now and her cold nose sniffs you, the sheepdog savoring your actual scent now after soaking in the smell of your room for however long it's been. Her big eyes flutter open. "You... you are glad to see me right, Master?" she asks you, suddenly finding your expression unreadable. The way she calls you master... with a strange sort of longing to her voice... is stirring something within you. You look down her body and reach out a hand to gently stroke down the smooth fur of her torso. There's a low sort of growl in her chest as she feels your fingers but she still watches your face intently, expression close to worry.

"You've made my bed a little wet," you tell her, glancing down at the damp dark patch of her heat on the foot of the bed that has dripped down the dildo.

"Oh...I... I'm sorry master I...oh no I ..." she whines, shifting uneasily. She appears genuinely upset and and you feel a twinge in your heart.