Take her home for a treat.

Turning around, Tom started heading back to their home. “Come, Sarah,” he ordered, and she obeyed right away. When there was no one else on the street, Tom told her, “You’re loving this aren’t you? Being my little dog slut?” Then, he quickly added, “And remember, no talking.”

She turned to him, suddenly looking far more like a dog than a woman, panting with her long tongue out, staring into his eyes, her tail wagging like crazy. She let out a bark, sounding exactly like an animal, and Tom knew that was a yes. She was loving being his little dog slut, and she wanted more of it. Tom didn’t know if Sarah had always had fantasties like this, or if this was due to his wishes. Either way, she was loving it now, and that was what mattered to him.

Soon, they were back home, and she was talking again. “That was amazing! Walks are so good, and I smelled so many things, and I feel like I’m in heat right now, and I really want your dick!” She rattled off, sounding more excited and full of happiness than Tom had heard from her in the many years they’d been married. Clearly, being a dog-woman was working for her wonderfully.

Instead of saying anything back to what she was gabbering about, Tom walked into their bedroom, and she followed him without having to be told. Pointing to the bed, all he told her was, “Sit.” It was a command, and one she obeyed quickly and excitedly, jumping on the bed and turning to face away from him, lifting up her tail so he could see her pussy. Taking his cock out, he lined up outside her entrance and started fucking her. It was so different, he’d never seen her this submissive, while also being so full of energy. She took his trusts with moans and yips, until he was ready to fill her pussy with his cum. This had been so amazing...but what was he going to do to top it?