Chapter 5- Alpha
© L 2025
Standing over me, I know this is about to go one of two ways, but before I have any more time to think about it, you smile, and hold your arms out. You've missed me far too much. I jump up and into them, kissing your face, your neck and I whisper 'sorry Sir..fuck I missed you'. We embrace, kissing and holding each other, and then eventually you put me down. Without saying another word you point one finger up in the air and rotate it in a circular motion, giving me the hand signal to undress.
Instantly I obey you, smiling. My eyes telling you I want you, I want my Dominant, I want my owner, you've brought in the leash for a reason, and I want it! I want to be stripped of my human self, degraded to nothing more than your pet. I want to feel your cock own me, your words to control and convey in this moment what I am to you. It only takes me seconds to undress and I stand in my usual inspection position. You usually inspect me without saying anything. But you've not seen me in two days. Your tone full of authority you ask 'did you go to bed on time, and get up on time for work without being late, while I was away'? 'Yes Sir', I reply. 'Have you kept hydrated, drunk water through the days'? 'Yes Sir', I again reply.
You continue asking me questions, what I ate for lunch, what I ate for dinner, you ask me how my plans for the weekend are coming. Each time I reply in a fashion not too dissimilar to an army cadet answering their officer. Your inspection complete, your questions answered satisfactorily. You move round to the front of me, aware we are still in my room. As much as it is tempting to slap my erect nipples, you refrain. Taking my leash you clip it to my collar saying 'all fours now bitch'. I am in heaven, as I crawl on all fours behind you quickly, as you stride into your bedroom.
Once in your room you shut the door, then you walk me to your chair. You sit while I remain on all fours at your feet. Being away from me feels unnatural, you sit stroking my head, just looking at me, soaking me in, remembering how pet play has evolved for us since the first days of you walking me on my leash. Pet play was definitely the last kink we added to our dynamic. Not immediately, it wasn't something either of us had been interested in before we met. Through the odd pet play session when we first started playing together, we realised it was something we both equally enjoyed together.
Like everything in our dynamic we started slowly. It is tempting to dive in head first when you find a new kink. But we've always taken our time. It started with just you waking me on a leash. Then we decided to get me a butt plug tail. Shortly after you bought me my own dog bowl, engraved with my name on it. Then toys, and an outfit, though we have never progressed to buying me a hood of some kind with ears and a muzzle.
Finally, you surprised me one day by buying me my own human size dog bed. Slowly you introduced rules, these were discussed, agreed and added to my contract. They only apply when we are pet playing, but include that I must wear my tail at all times, only eat and drink from my dog bowl and my only way of communicating is barking. 'Ruff' for 'yes Sir', 'ooff' for 'no Sir'. Of course I may still use my safe words as normal at any time.
We also never pet play for long periods of time. As our love of it grew we once decided to spend an entire weekend in pet play. It started off well, we were both enjoying it, but later into the evening I started to resent being in pet space. Crawling constantly, not being able to talk, it just wasn't fun. You did what you wanted, watched TV you wanted. When you usually do this I am doing my own thing, in pet space I had a toy that I could only play with using my mouth, or I sat at your feet. That night I slept in my dog bed and when I woke in the morning as you leaned over the bed stroking my hair, you knew something was wrong.
You asked if I was okay, and rather than answering as your dog I simply said 'no...red', my safe word for stop immediately. Within seconds you had unclipped my leash, and you gestured for me to get into bed with you. Never have you ever been angry or disappointed when I have used my safe word. In fact when I do, you only feel proud. Knowing I feel safe enough and trust you enough to do what you need, to stop play safely and ensure I feel no further harm. Of course you immediately asked me what was wrong, and I explained how I felt the day before, and I woke knowing I couldn't go through another day like that. You definitely weren't disappointed, you agreed while it was fun for a few hours, you missed having your sub and little, and you said the house was way too quiet.
As you look down at me sitting patiently, your pondering thoughts give us both time just to be back in the presence of each other. But eventually you say 'stay'. Getting up, you retrieve my butt plug tail, and push it in me. Then you hand me two hair clips so I can put my hair in high bunches, just the way you like when I am your dog. Then you take out a small soft dog toy with a squeaker, as soon as you squeak it, I begin to wag my tail, shaking my bum from left to right. 'You want this'? You ask playfully, and I say 'ruff'. Then you throw it out my reach and say 'go get it'. With that I crawl to the toy and pick it up in my mouth playing with it, trying to find the squeaker. It is completely degrading, and I love it, I get incredibly turned on very quickly, I feel my pussy already soaking, and aching for your touch.
While I play with my toy you get undressed, and even go to your ensuite to splash some water on your face. You love watching me, it turns you on, seeing me reduced to an animal, unable to speak. When I find the squeaker with my mouth I squeak the toy over and over again. I do it because I can, but also because I know it drives you crazy, and all I want is for you to fuck me. It doesn't take you long to get tired of the squeaking, 'here now girl, bring your toy', you say sitting down on the edge of your bed. You hold your hand out and I put the toy in it. 'Good girl', you say, and then you pat the top of your bed and say 'up'. I jump up onto the bed, continuing to kneel and face you. Usually you would play fetch, go through some tricks with me, but tonight you want my obedient holes, now!
'Does my dog want my cock'? 'Ruff', I say, my body language clearly getting more excited. You put the toy back in my mouth, get up and retrieve your Scottish tawse from its hanging position on your wall. You see my eyes light up, and my body tingles with nervousness, I am not a fan of your tawse. The sting it delivers is only marginally easier to accept than your cane. But you smile, despite holding an impact toy that I do not like or enjoy, I am still clearly excited and turned on. You grab my leash and pull on it making me listen. 'When I fuck your hole, you will keep your toy in your mouth, every time I hear it squeak, you get this', you say smiling gesturing to the tawse.
Fuck this is hot, this is what I need! Despite knowing it will hurt, I can't wait for the pleasure of your cock, and the pain of your tawse . 'Understand bitch'? You say not messing around, 'ruff', I answer though it is muffled, and as I do the toy inevitably squeaks. You strike my outer right thigh and edge of my buttock, and I let out a muffled cry. 'Now turn around, I want you to show your Alpha just how wet you are'. I turn immediately, my senses lighting up like a neon sign in Las Vegas. I know I am wet, knowing you were coming back today, I have been getting more and more turned on, feeling more and more submissive as the day has progressed, now being degraded, facing the real possibility of pain, I almost want to cum now, and we haven't even started.