She needs a man. That's not you.

It starts out simply. Olivia whistles, and you run into the living room, eager to be in her presence. She's sitting on the couch, so you kneel in front of her. You stare at her chest, the top two buttons of her white top are unbuttoned, showing the deep cleft between her big breasts. It's been a month since you've seen her naked, and it feels like her breasts have somehow become even more perfect and alluring in that time. You desperately want to lick her erect nipples. Luckily, pets are generally not good at eye contact, so Olivia lets you look wherever you want, even when she's talking to you. Boyfriends have to look their girlfriends in the eyes, but pets can stare at their owners' breasts and asses all day!

Olivia says, "It's time for a change."

That snaps you to attention. You look up at her beautiful eyes and whimper slightly.

"No, no, it's nothing bad," says Olivia. She scratches under your chin and smiles reassuringly, which feels like the sun coming up and bathing you in warm light. "I just want you to make one adjustment. You need to start watching cuck porn."

You let out a little whine to show that you're confused.

"I know, I told you that you can't watch anything where a man gets off. However, you've spent a month watching videos that are all about the woman's pleasure, right?"

You nod enthusiastically to show how grateful you are for the last month.

"Well, that was part of your training. This is the next part. Even though there is a man enjoying himself in the video, that's not you. You need to focus really hard and always imagine yourself as the cuck, never the bull. The more humiliating the video is, the better. Try to find videos where the woman is viciously mocking the cuck as she makes love to an extremely superior man. Always imagine yourself as the recipient of that **** and denial, and of course imagine me as the woman who's getting fucked by the superior cock. Can you do that?"

You nod eagerly.

"Good boy!" Olivia runs both her hands through your hair, dragging her divine nails across your scalp. "You're such a good boy!"

You haven't gotten a "good boy" in a week, and the first one makes you instantly hard. The second "good boy" almost feels like she's stroking your cock.

Over the next two weeks, you watch a massive amount of cuck porn. Finding videos with girls that look like Olivia is a little harder, since you're looking for a specific genre, but you manage to find a few.

Then you find Lucy, a porn star who looks very similar to your owner and focuses on all kinds of femdom and male humiliation videos, including cuckold vids. You watch video after video of her taking big cocks, white, black, and everything else, while some pathetic guy watches. The lucky cucks obviously don't deserve to touch Lucy, so most of them are very grateful to watch as strong men lift her up, position her however they want, and fuck her in a variety of positions. Some of the cucks are whiney, ungrateful assholes at first, but after a whole fuckfest of Lucy explaining and demonstrating how inferior they are to the much bigger men, the cucks always end up grateful that they were allowed to watch.

After a month of not being allowed to see any penetrative sex, this feels like the greatest porn you've ever seen. You cum three times a day, much more on weekends when you don't have to work, and you do a good job of always picturing yourself as the cuck. You have plenty of time to focus on jerking off, since Olivia is going out at night more and more. She is often wearing very hot outfits when she goes out. Your nights are filled with dreams of Oliva getting stuffed by well hung guys.

A couple of weeks after you got Olivia's new instructions, you get home to find her waiting for you. Before you can even strip off your work clothes, she has a command.

"I want you to make a special dinner for two tonight. Use the steaks that I had you pick up from the butcher."

You drop to your knees and look up at her with an excited grin.

Olivia looks annoyed. She picks up a magazine and smacks you on the head with it. "No! Bad boy! This isn't for you! Now go change clothes and get to work!"

You run off to the laundry room, horribly embarrassed. That was a stupid assumption, it should have been obvious that she wouldn't want you to sit at the table with her. You strip and put on your collar as quickly as you can and rush to the kitchen to start cooking.

You prepare a salad while the steak and potatoes are cooking. This is a very expensive steak that Olivia special ordered, costing an entire week of your salary, so you check it often to make sure it is cooked perfectly. When it is all done, you take it to the table in the little dining area next to the living room. You set out the silverware and napkins, then put an expensive bottle of wine on the table. When you're done, you kneel next to the table.

A few minutes later, Olivia comes out of her room wearing an amazing black dress. It hugs her curves, plunges down in the front to show off her deep cleavage, and plunges even deeper in the back. She snaps the leash onto your collar and leads you to the laundry room. She positions you on your blanket pile on the floor, then ties the leash to a cabinet handle.

"Now don't make a sound all night. I don't want to be disturbed. Got it?"

You nod, **** to please her.

She smiles and says "Goo-" but she is interrupted by a knock at the door. Your cock twitches, but is unsatisfied by the unfinished "good boy" as she rushes out of the room and closes the door behind her.

You move forward as far as your leash will let you, to get closer to the door and listen as best you can.

"Welcome to my humble home!" comes Olivia's enthusiastic voice through the door.

"Wow!" says a deep voice. "Your apartment looks great! You know, just because it's our third date doesn't mean you have to make a special effort to clean up the place."

Olivia laughs. "Oh, don't worry about that! I have someone who keeps the place looking nice all the time. Are you hungry?"

Their voices get softer, so you can't make out anything after that. Time passes, and occasionally you hear laughter or utensils clanging together. You don't even need porn, you just jerk off to thoughts of what her date might look like and how hard he's going to ram his big dick into your owner.