Good Dog Girls Eat From Bowls

2 weeks into our pet-master relationship, 2 weeks ago, you were starting to get a little more comfortable as my master. We had finally gotten me a tail to wear, and that made me feel so much more in tune with my dog self.

I heard you call "Sweetie, dinner's ready!" from the living room. You had made us some basic beef and macaroni dish, which you refused to let me help with. I can cook, you know!

Walking into our eating area, I saw that there was only one plate on the table.

"Master, where's my food?"

You smirked and pointed down. I immediately realized what you were saying and blushed really hard. I looked under the table and confirmed it. You had bought a dog bowl and put it on the ground underneath you.

I excitedly got down onto my knees and crawled under the table. You tried to hand me a fork, but I just pushed it away. I would eat this like a true dog girl should!

I leaned down and started taking bites of the food. Immediately, my face was covered in cheese. Okay, maybe this wasn't actually how dog girls should eat, but I couldn't turn back now.

We had small talk between bites, and you teased me for making a mess. Eventually, you took a much bolder action. After gaining my attention, you began to unzip your pants and fish out your cock. I nearly began to hyperventilate. It was happening, I would finally get to see and taste your cock!

"Only your hands, okay?"

I would finally get to see and touch your cock! Either way, I was elated. Your confidence as my master was growing, and I was so proud.

I scooted towards you so I was directly between your legs. I looked on in awe before slowly reaching towards it. My hand wrapped around you without my command. You made a quiet grunt at the sensation, while I focused on the feelings it gave me. It was initially softer than I expected, but quickly grew until it felt like there was a solid piece of metal underneath the velvetlike covering. After a moment, you commanded, "Okay, now move your hands up and down."

I began to stroke your cock, and your grunts and moans were the best music I had heard all year. I loved the feeling of giving you pleasure. Eventually, I heard you say the most amazing phrase ever.

"Good girl."

A shudder ran up my body as fireworks of submission ran through my head.

"Yes, master, please let me be your good girl..." I let out with a breathy moan.

I continued to stroke you, staring up at your wonderful expression as pleasure waged a war of love against your mind. A minute later, I felt your breathing rate increase.

"I'm gonna cum, sis."

I pointed your cock at my face and started to stroke faster. One last, louder moan came out of you as you began to paint my face with your cum. I shivered with delight at the feeling.

Once you had stopped, I stared up at you with a smile before I began to use my fingers to move the cum into my mouth. I think being a dog girl makes me a lot less picky about what I eat, because I didn't even notice the taste, I was just having too much fun swallowing it down. I heard you mutter out a simple "Wow..." while you were looking down at me. It must have been amazing seeing a girl eat your cum so happily.

"Thank you for the delicious treat, master!"

"You're welcome, my pet."