Breakfast Under the Table

Dorothy leads you into the bright, sunlit kitchen by your leash. Your fluffy champagne-blonde tail sways and wags behind you with every crawl, the nerves so well-connected that you feel every movement as natural — and deeply humiliating. Your long pink tongue hangs permanently out of your mouth, soft and wet, drool already forming long, glistening strands that drip onto the hardwood floor with every movement.

She stops at the kitchen island and points under the table.

“Under, Slutcunt. Position.”

You crawl obediently between her legs as she sits on the high stool. The short distance leaves a shiny trail of your drool and the constant leak from your caged clitty on the floor.

Dorothy spreads her thighs wide, her thick cock resting heavy on the seat between her legs, already half-hard. She’s wearing nothing but an open silk robe and her pearls.

She tugs your leash sharply, pulling your face right against her.

“Start licking. You don’t stop until I’ve finished my breakfast. Tongue only. Make it messy.”

You press your face forward immediately. Your long, flattened dog tongue stretches out even further and begins lapping sloppily at her balls — wet, broad strokes that coat them in thick saliva. Drool pours freely from your mouth, running down her sack and dripping onto the floor beneath her. You move higher, dragging your tongue along the thick underside of her shaft, then swirling around the head in messy, uncoordinated circles.

The sounds are obscene: wet lapping, constant slurping, and the steady drip… drip… drip of your drool mixing with the leak from your catheter.

Dorothy sighs in pleasure and begins preparing her breakfast — fresh fruit, Greek yogurt, avocado toast, and coffee. Every so often she reaches down to stroke your head or tug your new tail.

“Wag while you lick.”

Your tail immediately starts wagging faster, the fluffy tip brushing against the underside of the table. The motion makes your ass sway, which in turn makes your plugged hole clench and forces another thick bead of pre-cum out of the catheter.

She takes a slow bite of toast while you slobber messily over her now fully-hard cock.

“Good girl,” she coos. “Look at you. Tongue always out, drooling like a real bitch. Tail wagging happily while you worship Mommy’s cock. This is your life now, Slutcunt.”

She spreads her legs wider and slides forward on the stool, pressing her heavy balls fully against your face.

“Suck them. Get them nice and wet.”

You open your mouth as wide as you can around the ring of permanent modification and take one heavy ball into your mouth, sucking sloppily while your long tongue laps underneath. Drool runs down your chin in rivers.

Dorothy moans softly, then reaches for something on the counter.

She picks up a small remote and presses a button.

The plug in your ass suddenly buzzes to life on a low, teasing setting.

Your tail starts wagging even faster. A high, needy whine escapes around her balls as your cage leaks more urgently onto the floor.

She laughs softly.

“That’s it. Leak for Mommy while you eat breakfast. Make a proper puddle under the table like the broken little faucet you are.”

She continues eating — taking her time, occasionally feeding you a small piece of fruit by dropping it onto the floor for you to lap up between licks. Every time you try to speak or whimper something intelligible, it comes out as garbled, slurred dog-like noises because of your permanently lolling tongue.

When she finishes her meal, she pushes the plate aside and grips the base of your new tail tightly, using it to pull your face harder against her throbbing cock.

“Open wider. Mommy’s going to use that sloppy dog mouth properly.”

She slides her thick cock past your lolling tongue and straight down your throat in one smooth motion, holding your tail like reins while she fucks your face with deep, lazy strokes.

Drool sprays everywhere.

Your tail wags frantically.

The plug vibrates.

And the puddle beneath you grows larger.

Dorothy looks down at you with pure satisfaction, hips rolling slowly as she uses your modified mouth.

“This is how every meal is going to be from now on, Slutcunt. You eat under the table while Mommy enjoys real food… and you enjoy the taste of her cock and drool.”

She smiles sweetly.

“Welcome to the rest of your life, baby.”