Two pups and a handler

The tree of them disappear into another room, leaving you in your puppy bondage to nervously wait. You try to pull against your bonds, seeing if anything can come loose, but sadly everything is to well secured. You can’t believe you are in such a situation... or that you are so turned on by it. With noting else to do and no comfortable way to relax with your nerves and horniness you end up grinding against the ground in a fruitless attempt for relief.

You don’t know how long you’ve waited, as it feels like forever, but finally the door opens and in a flash both mark and tony come running out. Both twinks are running on all fours, bound similarly to you, and playfully tackle you. The two roll around on top of you, awkwardly smothering and stepping on every part of you. Scott soon comes out too, wearing a leather jacket and leather jeans, combat boots and a leather flight cap. You look at him from the bottom of the pup pile as he whistles, and the other pups come up to get their leashes. You lay for a moment before he gives another ear piercing whistle and points at the ground at his feet, staring at you with. You crawl and sit where he pointed reluctantly, getting leashed and then lead through the front door with the other pups into the back of Scott’s SUV.