Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Yes, it seemed like the tail was just as much fun as he’d expected.
Maybe even more so.
“Good stretch, pup.” And a very good wag because his cock was fully erect again and wagging just as happily under him as his tail was behind him.
But I wasn’t sure it was the right time to point that out, so I focused on pets as he slowly moved around and seemed to get deeper into the headspace.
I sent out a thanks to the universe that it’d gone so well and as the relief coursed through me, I just watched him wiggle and whine. He was the cutest pup ever and the others across the street couldn’t hold a candle to him.
“You’re so handsome, pup.” When that got an even more excited wiggle and wag, I knew it was time to take things up a notch. “Does the handsome pup want to play?”
Reaching into the box, I took out the toy that’d been included and rolled the odd-looking ball across the floor. “Go get it.”
It was made of little wooden dowels and attached with bells, making a ridiculous racket as it rolled across the floor. He seemed to like the noise, though, and ran after it making an excited sound that was almost a bark.
The best thing about it was that it was easy for him to pick up because he grabbed it with his teeth and was hurrying back over to me before he’d even thought about it.
“Good boy, pup.” Kissing his head as I took the toy from him, I gave him a big hug before rolling it again. “Go get it.”
He had to run further across the room that time and I thought that must’ve given him the time to realize how the tail felt with the new movement.
Good.
It felt good.
He ran. Stopped. Wagged and wiggled side to side. Then did the whole thing all over again after another few steps. It took a lot longer that time to reach the toy, but he was wonderfully distracted and obviously hard when he leaned down to pick up the toy again.
I wasn’t sure how he’d react, but instead of overthinking the situation and letting it pull him out of the pup headspace he’d found, it seemed to push him deeper into it. I couldn’t believe how excited he was as he brought the toy to me and arched his ass up so I could see him wagging.
Someone liked his tail.
“Oh, good boy.” I wasn’t sure what the best response would be, so I kept my tone light and pleased as I hugged him again. “Good wagging, pup.”
He liked the tail.
He liked wagging the tail.
Pup Ender was also not ashamed of wagging his tail.
I hadn’t fucked up his life.
I was almost lightheaded as it hit me, and I thought some of that might’ve shown as I hugged him again because Pup Ender actually barked and butted his head against me.
Laughing, I gave him another hug and threw the ball again, that time all the way to the door. “I’m silly, huh? Go get it.”
We’d see who was the silly one.
Well, he was definitely the happy one.
Both tails were wagging as fast as they could as he ran and chased the ball back and forth. I hadn’t really thought much about how it would feel to me, but it was surprisingly relaxing. I wasn’t sure if that was what I should’ve expected, but I’d been so focused on Ender, I hadn’t analyzed what my reactions would be.
I liked it.
There was something peaceful about it that had the stresses of real life falling away. It was like real problems and pup time couldn’t exist in the same place.
Logically, I’d known he’d get that feeling as long as he could find the pup version of subspace, but me? That was the biggest surprise and one I wasn’t sure I could’ve explained.
Was there Dom space?
“So fast, pup.” His running and his tail.
It seemed like he’d figured just the right stride and speed to get the max enjoyment from the ball and the tail, and I wasn’t sure how much longer he’d be able to ignore his erection.
“Again?” Moving around in a circle in front of me, he mostly ignored the ball as he dropped it.
His adorable grumbly bark as he went around in another tight circle wasn’t surprising. We’d obviously reached the point where desire was now the only thing at the front of his mind, but he didn’t seem to know what to do about it.
No matter if it was a confused pup thing or a sub who didn’t know how to ask for what he needed, it seemed like it was time for the cute pup’s Handler to take charge again. And luckily for both of us, I’d mentally walked through the next step a dozen times already and knew what he needed.