
My Obedient Little Pet Phone Sex
Good pets know their place. And you, my sweet little thing, were made to kneel.
Your cage may be metal—or maybe it’s just my voice—but either way, I know how to keep you craving. The leash may not be visible, but you feel it every time you twitch at the sound of my name. My good pet wakes up aching, whimpering, hard. Waiting for a command. Waiting to be noticed. Waiting to serve.
You’re not allowed to touch. Not unless I say so. You exist to please, not to cum. You stroke when I say stroke, edge when I say edge, and stop when I whisper “enough.” I own your cock. I own your thoughts. You’re caged and craving, obedient and aching—just how I like you.
Sometimes I’ll play with you. Make you crawl. Bark. Beg. Maybe you’ll hump the air like a desperate pup. Maybe I’ll make you hump a pillow instead. Or sit. Stay. Listen to the sound of my voice while you drool with desire. That’s what a good pet does, right?
You don’t need release. You need obedience. And I need to see how desperate you’ll become to make me happy.
So… are you going to be a good little thing? Will you kneel, wait, and wag for my attention?
Let’s see how long you last, pet. Come show your Mistress just how much you crave to serve.
Xoxo,
Emersyn
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