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I want to imagine coming home, stressed or all wound up and my owner just beckons me over and I can just collapse to my knees in front of them and nuzzle into their legs. They would welcome me home and sigh about how I must have had such a hard time but that I'm home now and that means I don't have to be a person anymore, I can just be their perfect little puppy.

They could set themselves up on the couch, with their phone or maybe a book in hand as I let my head rest on their lap. they'd hum and tell me about their day while running their hands through my hair and scratching lightly at my scalp. I'm not a person anymore and that's okay, because I'm their perfect boy, the perfect pet, content to leave my head on their lap as I wag my tail just for them. Eventually I'll have to get up and shed the collar and leash for a human's responsibilities but right now, I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.

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Happy birthday Baxter

Baxter ward, NSFW birthday post!!!

okay, so think a minute. you're letting yourself into his apartment, you're coming back from whatever you do for work, it's Baxter's birthday and the moment you see the birthday boy, you were planning on showering him with kisses and soft whispers of "happy birthday" and "thank you for being born". he should still be at work but the minute he's through this door, he's yours. for an hour or two that is, there was a party later in the day with all of your friends there to celebrate the lovely existence that is Baxter Alexander Ward.

so imagine your surprise when the man himself is sitting so delicately on his couch, legs crossed, still in that crisp black suit he wears to work and ,as you let your gaze drop a little,.. black, shiny, and downright delicious high heels. you feel a little dizzy as you look back up to his face and he's wearing this smirk, like he knows he already has you and he does, he owns you now.

you're slow to walk over to him but quick to drop whatever is in your hands. Baxter looks pointedly as the stuff clatters to the floor, he huffs out a laugh but stops when you stand right in front of him. you stare each other down, no one speaking, and you drop to your knees right there. with a thump, you have to look up at him now and you wonder if he hadn't expected this effect the heels had on you already because his eyes widen a bit before they're set to this almost heated look.

he uncrosses his legs and leans forward to touch the side of your face, you shift your face and nuzzle your mouth into his palm, kissing it softly. you're red in the face as you look up at him with pleading eyes and a question at the tip of your tongue. "can I touch you please?" Baxter cradles your face and smiles adoringly at you "of course, darling, make me feel good, okay?". you're muttering "thankyouthankyouthankyou-" as you move your face away from his hand and rub against one of his thighs. slowly you nose at the bulge in his pants and practically slobber all over the crotch of his slacks. Baxter exhales shakily and extends one of his legs to press the heel of it against the straining hard on in your pants.

you whimper and fumble impatiently with his belt and quickly unzip his pants. you touch the waist band of his underwear and look up at him, waiting on a nod from the beautiful man above you before you pull down his boxers and grasp his cock, already half hard. you lick a slow stripe up his dick before you swallow him down to the base, groaning. Baxter moans low and needy as he grips your hair tightly. you're slurping him down and he cant help but buck his hips, the tip of his dick hitting the back of your throat. you take the time to look up at him, your eyes meeting and something just snaps.

he grabs your face and mumbles "open up a little more, darling, please" before pushing you back down, your nose buried in his pubes and tears in the corner of your eyes. you're gripping his thighs like a life line. Baxter groans at the feeling of your throat flexing, adapting to the intrusion of his dick down the channel of your throat. he sighs as he slowly pulls back until the tip was just sitting on the edge of your tongue, you took a few wheezing breaths before letting him thrust back down your throat, fucking your face. you try to relax your throat during the brutal fucking,until you can feel his thrusts getting faster, sloppier, his moans breathy and getting higher in pitch and he's cumming down your throat. you moan and wait for his hips to stop moving. he strokes your hair for a moment before pulling you off of him, you breathe shakily and open wide, showing him how you swallowed everything. he grins, wide and softly pulls you into a kiss. as he draws back, he says, "so good ,darling, you deserve a reward." he gently pushes you back a step and extends his leg toward you, these perfect legs with those delicious high heels at the end of them. he smiles sweetly, "you know what to do" you blush furiously and slot your body over his leg and grind yourself harshly on his high heel shoe. you're panting and moaning and so so close already. Baxter strokes your head and lifts your chin up so he can watch your face as you get yourself off on his leg. like some dog.

looking at his face, at the way he looks at you as you take what you need from him, your whole body stiffens up, shaking and crying, you cum in your pants, sobbing "thankyousir,thankyou-" Baxter hums and pats your head as you two recover from your highs. you're resting your head on his thigh as he cups your check and turns your head to face him, softly he says "I hope you don't think we're done, you made such a mess all over these wonderful heels I just bought, I think someone needs to clean them up".

this is in honor of Baxter Ward and inspired by an artist on Twitter, Void or 2amCryptid, they drew the B man with heels on and I got so hard, I almost passed out. this is my first time writing something like this with an actual character in mind so sorry if its OOC, I heard he was dominate though? I tried! anyways, happy birthday Baxter baby!!

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I want to be a house husband in the way that I clean and leave everything spotless for my lovely wife to come home to but then I accidentally burn dinner and she's slapping me so hard I see stars before she's grabbing my head to bring me to my knees so I can suck her off and make up for messing up dinner again. She's fucking my mouth like I'm not even a person but she generously lets me grind my stupid dick against her boot before she's coming all over my face. She'd finally let me go and I'd lick my lips just to savor the taste of her while I'm humping her leg like some pathetic mutt, I'd pant out a "thank you, mommy" for good measure right before I come all over her shoes

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Just watched arcane season 2 and my professional opinion about Sevika's haircut is that it is, indeed, still long enough for me to pull at while she's fucking a baby into me, thank you for reading, send tweet

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I need someone to sigh and give me the most unenthusiastic handjob they can, I need them to roll their eyes when I gasp and whine, bucking my hips up at every touch, crying out that it's too much and they're too rough, I need them to put a hand to my hip so I can keep still and stop squirming,, I need them to groan in frustration while calling me a greedy mutt who can't even take what they asked for

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I want to scratch at her shoulders, babbling "thank you mama" while she thrusts into me and fucks me full of her pups

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I want them to stroke my cock and kiss me so deep and so long they'd be breathing the air right out of my lungs because they know if they let up for even a second everyone will hear me moan like some bitch in heat send tweet

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I want to eat out of someone's hand, maybe she's sitting on the couch with her arm stretched out, palm full of snacks just for me. She'll coo and tell me if I eat everything and I don't make a mess, I'll get a reward but only if I don't make a mess. So I gulp everything down and by the time I'm finished, I'm still gently lapping and sucking at her fingers even though I'm sure I've eaten everything maybe she'll finally pull her hand away and look at me briefly with disgust before she wipes my drool off her hand, maybe she'll pull at my hair and I can press kisses at her thighs before she spreads her legs and I can finally settle myself in-between them right where her puppy belongs and she would taste so sweet, and in between mouthfuls of her I wouldn't be able to help myself groaning out "yes ma'am" and "thank you ma'am" while I try to grind myself against the edge of the couch

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Or maybe they're commenting on my body, how boyish and manly my figure is looking these days. They'll crowd me against the wall and roughly grab at my face, cooing about the stubble I have on my chin and how much of a handsome boy I'm becoming. They splay their hand on my tummy and slowly reach down to grind the palm of their hand against my clothed dick, how I'm getting big down there too. How much of a good boy I am, getting all big and strong just for them, their lovely, sweet boy. I can't help but push back against their palm, whining like the mutt I am

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I dreamed about meeting this sweet, older woman. She's polite, nice even, to me. I dreamed about chatting over things we had in common, about having drinks with her and her telling me not to drive, that I can just crash at her apartment, and she's my friend and I'm a little drunk, weird as I only really had the couple drinks that she ordered for me. I dreamed about getting to her apartment and I flop onto the coach as my limbs start to feel heavy. I don't see her as I feel her unbutton my pants and rip them off, I start to freak out and shove her away but she isn't budging. she's on top of me now, she's fishing her cock out of her pants and I can see she's already hard, precum leaking from the tip, she's pumping her fingers into me, working me open as I struggled not to moan, refusing to give her the satisfaction that maybe I enjoyed this, her on top of me, her fingers curled into me, my pussy slick and dripping. She's pulling her hand away and I can't relax before she's buried her cock into me in one fluid motion. I gasp and groan as my hands scratch at her shoulders at the sudden intrusion, she's fucking me for real now, I can't deny it anymore, it's real and I can't stop it, she's slamming herself into me over and over as she fucks the protests and moans out of me. I feel the pleasure start to build up and I'm cumming, but she doesn't slow down and I'm sobbing, overstimulated and embarrassed. She leans down to wipe the tears off my face and coo "you're so perfect for me, honey" "I knew you wanted this" I'm shaking my head and grasping at her back as she's fucking herself into me, carving a spot in me just for her and I feel her hips stutter and lose their rhythm "wait, don't cum, pull out please-" she's smiling "but you'll be such a good parent" "let me give you a litter, puppy" she's ignoring my pleas, fucking into me faster, chasing her own orgasm and she buries herself all the way into me as she fills me up with her cum "fuck, that's right" "take it, puppy"

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Sometimes I think about how nice my (imaginary) owner would be, how kind and gentle he would treat his puppy. Then I think about how disobedient I could be, every command heard but not listened to, every pet brushed off and every call of my name ignored until he's sick of me, until he's gripping me by my hair so hard I tear up and shoving me to my knees, speaking harshly about how much of a disobedient mutt I am, how I'm not even worth the training, that he'll just put me in my place right now . He's pulling out his cock and fucking my mouth so deep you can hear his balls slapping at my chin, He's cumming down my throat before I know it and I'm his sweet obedient little puppy again

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I start thinking about how I need someone smaller, weaker, than me, how I need them to collar me and bark orders just so I can obey them. I think about how I'll let them pull at my leash until I can't help but take my opportunity to pounce. "How is my owner ever going to know when I'm good if I never take the chance to be a little bad every once in a while?" I'd have him face down, ass up, like I was going to mate him. I'd have him clutching at my leash while I fully sheath myself inside him, while I mount him. "Disgusting, dirty, low down dog" he'd spit as he ground his hips back at me, I'd wrap my arms around his waist and whine as I drew back and thrust into him so hard you could hear the slap of skin on skin, until I could feel the tip of my cock hit his womb, flooding it with precum. "I'm sorry daddy, you just feel so good daddy, I'm sorry" I'd slot myself into him until I couldn't anymore, until he's pulling at my leash so hard I can hardly breathe " pathetic mutt, I can't believe I thought you could be good for once-" he groans as he's pushing at my shoulders, my chest, anything to get me off him, but he's so much smaller and I'm so much bigger, all I do is crowd him into the mattress and he's taking it so well. I'm pressing my chest to his back as I grind my dumb puppy cock into his dripping wet pussy and I'm about to cum "thank you, thank you daddy, I'm gonna fill you up so good daddy, please can I fill you up with pups, please daddy you'll look so good filled with my litter" he's cursing and shaking his head, pulling at the sheets "puppy, fuck, you can't, baby pull out, you can't come inside- puppy please-" but it's too late, I'm biting his shoulder as my hips stutter and I'm cumming so much there's no way it wouldn't take

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What if I can't help but think I need to be overstimulated and crowded in-between two other people while they bite at my neck and paw at my thighs. one of them kisses and soothes me when I whine and struggle while the other is stroking my cock and making me cum for the umpteenth time. I want to sob and cry and try my hardest to push them away, to get them to stop, that I just need a second- but they just smile, wipe the tears off my cheeks and tell me to give them just one more and I do, because what use is a dog that can't follow orders?

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Maybe I'm burying my head in my hands as she slams into me, her balls slapping against my dripping hole as she leans over to say "maybe this will teach you a lesson, maybe if I put a litter of pups in your belly, you'll finally settle down and be a good dog for me, is that what you want?" "For me to flood your womb with my kids?" "To make you a daddy?" Maybe I'll groan a "yes mommy, please breed me, I've been so bad please let me be good for you, I'll make you into a real mommy-" and I'll wrap my legs around her hips as the tip of her cock scrapes the entrance of my cervix, I'm practically pawing at her back, mewling and she's gasping into my ear and I feel her flood my insides and I'm cumming so hard Im sputtering "thank you mommy, thank you, thank you for letting me cum" We're both gasping for breath and it takes me a moment to realize that she's still hard "shouldn't we keep trying to make sure it takes?" "Don't you want to make me a real mommy? "

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There's no one in my life I can really tell but I got my first collar and a customized dog tag today, I loved taking the collar and tag out of the packaging, feeling the material in my hands for the first time. But all I could really think about was that I wish there was someone else to share this excitement and curiosity with me.

Anyways who wants to hear the dog tag jingle against the metal of my brand new dog collar while I whimper, cry and furiously hump a pillow till I cum? I'll even throw in a couple thank you daddy's to really get me there