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PET PLAY- My DogYes it is a bit suggestive, but it doesn't say it overtly.
So, no filter.
I thought about what my dog means to me_
Then I applied it to a dog / puppy boy
How do I see him, and this is what I wrote
My dog obeys.
And he is loyal.
Always on duty_
Where he stays
Empties his bowl
Remains a puppy
but behaves always
My puppy, my doggie
My dog walks his leash.
My dog knows his place.
He is always ready to fetch.
My dog sits quietly at my feet.
My dog is always ready to play.
Knows how I am, always in heat!
My dog will want to be at my side.
Making me happy at end of the day.
Sleeps in floor, cage, n foot of my bed
Always heeds my word/ does what I say
He knows I'll punish him if he should stray
My dog knows to beg when, why, and where
He knows how to get me to give him his way
He knows I'll reward him as long as he'll stay
My dog always wants to smell me down there
My dog always licks me & you know where!
My dog wants me to give him a big bone!
And I always do as soon as we're home!
Yes I love
My Desire To Be A Human Pony 2 My Desire to Be A Human Pony: Part 2- My Pony Play Fantasy
Another way I express my pony play desire is through sharing my pony play fantasy. Now the handler's gender is not made known because I don't care if the handler is male or female. Readers can choose if the handler is male or female and please realize that is my first attempt writing out my fantasy. Here is my fantasy:
"After chatting with a pony play handler online, I agreed to having a session and we would meet a small restaurant where we could meet and chat for a bit. We finally meet and after getting to know each other, the handler instructs me to follow him/her in my car so I can get to the ranch with no hassle. Upon arriving to the ranch I am amazed on how huge and private the ranch is, perfect for a pony play session and I am told that all the workers here are pony play enthusiasts. The handler then shows me around
The First Day as a Pet 0001Arrival:</i>
I had just arrived at the door.
My excitement and expectations were at a peak.
Could barely breath.
The next moment the door swung open, and there she was.
I could see her standing before me, and I promptly stepped in.
The time was exactly as decided.
She had asked me to come at exactly this time of the day.
I did not need to wait for her to say, and my shoes came off.
Following her to the designated room
Then sat down, comfortably awaiting her fulfilling her part.
As I lean back, she wash my hair, now I could not turn back.
She spray my hair with warm water, then work it over with her hands.
The next moment, she had pulled out a bottle of shampoo, before working it in,
in my hair.
This was every bit as delightful as I had expected.
I could finally relax, this was just as a dream.
For a moment, I feared it was just that, a dream.
I would wake up any moment now.
Only I felt her hands working my hair, felt the scent of the shampoo.
Then she w
A Suit - The CowThe Suit:</b>
As I woke up, I saw a suit by my bed, I just love the aluring colour of it, it's red.
Ofcause it did look a bit too tight for me, how was I to manage to get into it.
I had tried on a few suits looking very much like this suit, so I knew how tight it was.
There had been plenty of work, squeezing into the last suit, but that was with a zipper.
How could I posibly get all of my body into this suit, but I just had to try it anyway.
Thus I stick my right foot into the entrace, which is in the neck of the suit, conveniently.
At first I don't really notice anything, but then I find it unusually sleek and smooth.
Although at this time, my leg is into the knee, and I start to stick in my left foot.
Then I continue to put it on, pulling it over my legs, suddenly realising it's over my hips.
By now it is too late to turn back, still, I just can't make myself even consider not trying.
Only at this point did I notice how slippery the interior was and how well it stretches.
Release The HoundsThe room was dark but Antoinette was not a novice Hunter. Her thermal-vision goggles kept her appraised of anyone in the room; Antoinette refused to be surprised. She was a professional monster hunter at least, that was what she told anyone she met. That was what it said on her business card.
Any NHE non-human entity that saw her, however, knew that she was inexperienced and easy prey. The NHE that Antoinette was tracking, a vampiress named "The Red Widow," stared at Antoinette as she stalked through her lair.
Now was as good a time as any for the 'big reveal" that she so cherished.
The Red Widow slammed the lights on with a clap of her hands. Antoinette dropped to her knees in surprise. "Where are you?" the hunter screamed.
" where I was the whole time." The Red Widow grabbed Antoinette's arms and cruelly held them above her head. A nibble to her neck sent Antoinette into a haze, which provided the vampiress enough time to slip a pair of cursed elbow g
Squeak, Piggy, SqueakMy Master has, on occasion, embarrassed me by having me make noises like a certain farmyard animal. So, as a special treat for Him…
I'm on my hands and knees. This isn't really by choice – there are leather cuffs locked around my wrists and my thighs just above the knees, and they're all joined by chains, so I can't get up. There are also cuffs on my ankles chained to the back of a wide leather belt around my waist, preventing me from straightening my legs.
Other than that, I'm naked, except for my 'adornments'. Chief amongst these is the 'snout' – I'm not sure what it's made of, but it was applied by a professional make-up artist, a friend from the film industry, using some kind of industrial-strength glue, because it shows no signs of coming off, no matter what I do to the damn thing! It looks pretty realistic too, from what I saw in the mirror when he put it on, completely hiding my nose and spreading out on my cheeks a little. I can see it in the corner of my eyes, like a clown's b
Sssssnacks Are For EatingJessie strode along the mountain, crushing defenseless bugs in her wake. Her face was set in almost permanent scowl, after almost 5 years of chasing certain children around trying to steal an extra talented pikachu, and failing in a spectacular fashion, by flying straight into the sky and apparently surviving the fall over and over again. Which seemed alot of effort to get a pikachu, especially since they had had numerous chances to take a raichu, or something even stronger. Bit of a dumb idea really. Now though, Team rocket had just been disbanded, and Jessie was out of a job, and out of friends. As she stomped forward, a pink glint caught her eye. As she turned, a large Ekans slithered out of a shrub. Jessie was delighted. She missed her old Arbok terribly, but now she could get a new one! As she fumbled for her pokemons ball, the Ekans slithered towards her feet, and looked up. Jessie, realizing how close the snake was, jumped back, but not before it bit onto her foot. Sh
P.A.P LatexThe crowd had gathered around the stage when they heard that a new showing began in less than five minutes. Behind the curtain was a nervous otter who was wearing a lab coat and taking a peak seeing all the people. He slowly backed away feeling butterflies in his stomach.
"Ok, ok, come on Jasper. You got this. You got this."
Jasper had hoped for this day a long time. He has a chance to get his facility off the ground and this could possibly be his only shot. If he should succeed it would mean great things; however if he should fail...well he would rather not think about at this time. He needed to try and stay focus on the convention.
"Well look who finally decided to show up."
The fur on Jasper's neck stood out as he heard the all too familiar voice. He slowly turned around to see none other than Phantom. She was the one that gave him this opportunity to show what has to offer. He was very grateful for this, but could not show it when he looked into her deep green eyes. It amazed him t
Elita's TemptationInside the padded cell Elita and Tala waited for an advantage freedom. Both had agreed on escaping, by having a nurse switch places with one of them while the other would be escorted out of the asylum. Tala would have preferred to have been the nurse, but Elita was already free from the straitjacket.
Elita waited patiently as one of nurses, who was a rabbit named Christine, opened the door and walked into the cell. She had enough time to notice Elita was missing before being tackled from behind. The tigress just laughed at the nurses shocked expression.
"I can't believe you did not see me clinging to the ceiling when you came in."
Tala did not hesitate to help Elita and pin Christine down. Once pinned Elita stripped her of her nurse outfit, carefully putting it on herself and strapped the straitjacket on her. Christine was still in shock and was trying to figure out what was happening.
"H-how did you get loose? What are you going to do to me? Why are you-Mmmph!"
Elita was quick to stra
As Clear As KrystalIt had been another long day for Princess Peach. Among her meetings with other world leaders, opening landmarks by cutting a silly red ribbon, meeting with her people and other Princess duties, she hardly got time for herself, and when she did, Bowser would again kidnap her. She had made it to she castle bedroom where she could take a nap for about an hour or two before her next engagement. Or at least she would have had it not been for the package that laid on her bed.
Hmm? she wondered.
She looked at the box, no label.
Huh, must be another present from my people.
Now anyone of big importance would get someone to suspect an mysterious package, but considering Peach had been kidnapped so many times and fallen for Bowser's traps, she never learned. Throwing cation to the wind, she opened the box and was presented by a blue latex suit.
Oh my, this looks cute. gazing upon the hood. She took the suit out of the box to look at the rest of it. It resembled
About puppy dogs and OWNERSAbout puppy dogs and OWNERS
Thinking on the crux of it all!
Let me remove your fears, your inhibitions, your clothes, your freedom, your identity...........
Give up your making decisions,
How can any want conformity
_ and convention?
Hands behind your back,
a collar around your neck_
You can forget the talk_
I attach a leash...
Lets go for a walk....
*lock away your clothes*
*We'll just store that phone*
Down on your knees
*Find that bone*
Who's a good boy?
BY VARTH DAIDER
Abandoned ChapelThe parish waits now,
the loneliness of corners
crawling outward on walls--
chipped away by the wind,
and held together
by silk spindles;
cobwebs align them like the membranes of memories,
the cut of a jewel in an broken window
against the sun
where beads of rain
gather in a mesh of strands
a new Mosaic
against the backdrop of a cemetery;
My eyes seek out the sermon
in close proximity,
paint no distance
between headstone and cloud;
elegies topple each other
in their climb to heaven
as light trickles
over the shade,
breathes a new glow over snuffed candles.
I feel the weight in these empty rows,
how a breath couldn't cease to be breath
in the midst of prayer.
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