A Prince in Pain

The meaning in her words and the libidinous fires flickering in her caramel eyes could not be mistaken. She wanted you. Even more, she wanted you to want her. And with her pert, tight body so close to yours that was not a difficult task. Her dog-like ears, tail and slight snout might have turned others off but her appearance was still so close to human that, for you, these exotic features only gave her a special allure all her own.

You look up and down her fit figure and softly rub a hand down her arm, which she very much welcomes. Wanting to be absolutely sure you ask. “You want to have sex with me?”

“Very much so.” She nods with enthusiasm. “If it would bring you pleasure. Do you like sex Jesse?”

“Pff! Yeah! Who doesn’t?”

She grins. “Good point.”

“And your pleasure?”

“It is guaranteed.” She says. “My Master’s pleasure brings me pleasure.”

“Wow. Uh. Wow.”

She laughs a sweet, honest, yipping laugh. “You’ll have to teach me though.”

“Teach you?”

“Teach me how to have sex. Teach me what you like. I’ve saved myself for my boy so…”

“You’re a virgin?”

“Mmm.” She nods, beaming with pride that she could offer you her cherry. “I’ve played with myself but nobody else has touched me in that way. Was I wrong to do that? Would have preferred I learned first?” She asks earnestly. “There are kennels that will train me up for you if…”

“No.” You shake your head. “No. That’s okay Button. That’s…okay.”

Her smile grows, clearly pleased that you would be the one ‘teaching’ her personally. Back on Earth a woman of her age and her sexy good looks you would have assumed to have had previous partners. Not so with Button. This was going to be different. Every girl you’d ever been with had had more experience than you, doubly so for Allison. With you as the more worldly partner this was going to be a new experience for you both.

“Tell me what you want Master.” She asks as her tail begins to wag. “Would you like another race?”

“No.” You whisper as your hand drifts across her chest toward the zipper that ran down the front of her one piece suit.

“Ohhh.” She lets out a shuddering sigh as your hand slips into her cleavage to find one of her perky breasts beneath her suit. She presses into your hand, welcoming you grip on her tit. With your other hand you pull down the zipper all the way to the bottom, until her hard little doggy dick pops out to hit your thumb. With an ever so gentle grasp you wrap your hand around her boner just to hold it and feel it. “Ohhh Jesse.” As you fondle her amazing titty and squeeze her adorable peener she wriggles to shrug her jumpsuit off of her shoulders to allow it to spill down around her. You ogle in her lithe, nubile body and count your blessings once more.

This was so weird. And so AWESOME! As absolutely smoking hot as her body was it was the energy between you that took this to a new level of fun. The way she looked at you and responded to you was unlike any woman before her. There was no romance, no expectations, and no feeling out process. She was simply there for you and happy for the opportunity to be with you. Love and loyalty was ingrained into Button right down to her DNA. In her bright eyes you could see that she would never disparage you or betray you or judge you. It was a look similar to Elsie’s unconditional love but more innocent and not as haunted as that bottomless dark gaze. Like any loyal canine she could see only the best in you. You sure as hell hadn’t done anything to deserve such pure loyalty but damned it wasn’t something beautiful and precious to behold. It really touched you. You make an oath to yourself there and then to never take dear, sweet Button for granted.

With that Prince-pup bond also came the corrupting recognition that sexually this woman would do anything with you and for you. She had no designs to be your wife or girlfriend or claim you exclusively for herself. She wanted to bang simply for the fun of it, and because it would make you happy. Mom had already given you free-use privileges and now you had a loyal best friend that came with open benefits. Were you ready for such power? Could any man be trusted with such freedom?

Without realizing you had begin to stroke Button’s small penis and a warm, wet, smear of precum against your palm tells you that she was feeling it. Her hand finds your crotch so that she might rub you back through your clothes.

“Tell me what you want Jesse.” Her hips begin to rock as her breath picks up.

“What I want?” You whisper.

“Anything you want.” She whispers back. “Anything for my Master.”

Whether it was the willingness in her eyes or how incredible her dick felt in your hand you are hit with a hot flush of sexual desire the likes of which you’d only recently begun to feel. A desire centered not at your cock, but your ass. Something comes over you. A lust of unequaled power that drills deep into untapped desires, hidden and feral and utterly overwhelming.

“Call me a bad boy.” You hear yourself whisper. “Call me that.”

Her left ear perks curiously. “Bad boy?”

“Make me suck your cock.” You lick your lips and drool as you stare at her dick. Such a succulent little morsel. You wanted it. You needed it! You needed her to give it to you. “Mmmm. Make me **** on it!”

“Oh!” Button startles. “Jesse? Are you okay?”

Taking her hand bring it to the back of your head to have her grab your hair and pull you in. “Do it!”

Misreading your intent she instead strokes your hair gently and says in a polite, almost pleading, tone. “Suck my cock you bad boy. Suck it real nice, okay?”

“No.” You shake your head in frustration. “No!” Bringing her hand around to the front of your neck you have her grab your throat. “Make me.”

“Um…”

“Push me down to the ground. Hold me down. Hold me down and use me Button.”

“Okay.” Using one hand to support your back she very carefully guides you to the floor. “Like this?”

“Mmm!” You let out a pained moan as she did what you wanted enough to stoke your embers but far too gently to start the fire. “No!” You grab at her and pull at her, trying desperately to get a rise out of her. “Grab my hair! Hold me down!”

“Okay…RRRR!” She growls as she tries to show her aggressive side.

“Harder!” You plead then cry out as a pang of pure libidinous want is shot straight up your ass. “RAM YOUR FUCKING COCK DOWN MY FUCKING THROAT!”

“Oh!” She yips in surprise. “Yes Master.”

“NO!” You hiss and glare through furious eyes. Why wasn’t she doing this right!? What was wrong with her!? “I’m not your Master.” Your back arches and your legs grab around her. “I’m your little fuck boy. I’m your…worthless…slutty…boy toy. I’m yours! I’m…I’m…I’m…I’m…MMMMMM!” You writhe as the passion becomes pain. “AHHH!!! FUCK MEEEE!!! Plleeeaseee!”

“Jesse!?”

You slam your fists into the floor as your bum clenches with the indescribable agony of absence. “ FIONAAAA!!!!”

“OH!”

The look of pure terror that passes over her confused face snaps you out of the wild sexual mania that had gripped you. Coming back to your senses as quickly as you lost them you find yourself sweating and breathing heavy. Down below your ass ached to be touched and your shorts were wet with what you hoped was just precum. Through panting breaths you whisper. “Sorry. Sorry. Ohhhh. Sorry.””

“It’s okay Jesse. It’s okay!” Button says as she crawls up your body to straddle your chest. Against your sternum you feel her wet pussy and balls and firm ass as twitching peen sticks up like a slanted nail. Grabbing your hair with both hands, firm but not hard, she looks down at you with all the fierceness she could muster. You’d never seen anything so cute in your life. “You are a BAD boy Master! Such a bad, bad man!” She bops your nose with a stern finger. “And I am going to make you suck my cock.”

It takes all you have not to laugh. Bless her. Bless her whole pure heart. Button was doing her best but she just didn’t have it in her. She was game to try but Button was no Domme. Not in the way you needed.

“Stop.” You let out a long breath as you run your hands up her gorgeous body.

She lays her hands over yours as you gently fondling her titties. “I’ll do better.”

“No. It’s not you. It’s me.” You explain. “Sorry Button. I…I’m in heat you see.” You swallow hard. “I haven’t been tamed yet.”

“Ohhh.” Button nods, seeming to understand your plight in an instant. “I’m sorry. If I could be a warrior for you…”

“I know.” You smile and take another deep breath. “Whoo! That was intense. But I think I’m okay now.”

“Oh Master.” She strokes your cheek. “Tell me how to make it better.”

You chuckle. “You just be you Button.” Your eyes pan down her tight body to linger at the rock stiff three and half inches hovering just a foot away. “Let’s just have some fun, huh?”

She gives a firm nod, her ears flopping back then forward with it. “Okay!”