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“I think you may want,” he huffed in Brody’s ear, “to call in sick tomorrow.”
The words did not register as having meaning at first. Brody was floating in a sea of blissful ache and frustration. He knew it was Gavin, his master’s, voice and he knew...

“I think you may want,” he huffed in Brody’s ear, “to call in sick tomorrow.”

The words did not register as having meaning at first. Brody was floating in a sea of blissful ache and frustration. He knew it was Gavin, his master’s, voice and he knew that it was a question, which meant he needed to respond. Brody tried to answer but found that he had no voice to answer with. His throat was raw from screaming, grunting, begging, and deep-throating.

And then he was back in the moment. Sir was on top of him, plowing Brody’s whole body into the bedding with each powerful thrust of his hips. He was moaning like a whore, his whole body quivering and drenched in sweat. His senses were addled from a day spent in subspace and every inch of his body felt energized. Every inch, except for his cock and balls which ached longingly within the confines of their cage, seeping precum as though it would never stop.

Gavin was right, even now he felt almost totally drained, unable to even prop himself up to support his Master’s lusty lovemaking. Fuck, he hoped he wasn’t proving too much of a disappointment at this point. He wanted to thrust back eagerly against the larger man, whose sweat and scent seemed to surround him.

His Master seemed to read Brody’s internal dialog. “You’ve done well today, Brody, and tomorrow it will be my turn to take care of you.”

Brody melted into the blankets, grinning oafishly and blushing. He really was that easy to read? He was so wrapped up in warm thoughts of Gavin that he almost didn’t notice the bucking of his Master’s cock within him and the warm gush that followed.


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D'awww, mushy post-BDSM lovemakings.

I haven’t drawn an actual sex pic in years, so on a random tangent I did. That turned out to be too vanilla, so … I spiced up the pic

;) Very awkward poses to draw, but I think I got them to mesh properly.
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They were a contrasting pair: Brogan and Majesty. Majesty pranced proudly without the need of a leash to keep him at heel, his coat shining in the afternoon sun. Brogan skulked by his Master’s side, shivering with nerves, his back coated in...

They were a contrasting pair: Brogan and Majesty. Majesty pranced proudly without the need of a leash to keep him at heel, his coat shining in the afternoon sun. Brogan skulked by his Master’s side, shivering with nerves, his back coated in sweat.

Passers by noticed the pair and clicked pictures or commented to one another.

Brogan was ashamed at his behavior at the door and the red hand print that shone out on his backside displayed what means were necessary to get him moving. He had balked and tug at his lead, horrified at the prospect of going outside with his Master.

Puppy play was indoors only, wasn’t it? And now here he was, groveling at his grinning Master’s side through a public park full of gawking onlookers. Would it never end? Would they never get home?

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Hooray for awful, sketchy people in the background! There were going to be more people and a park scene. Screw that.

The colors surprised me this time around. I think I actually prefer the stark shadows to the gradient shadows I used previously. The boy’s face is not really what I was hoping for, but I promised myself that I wouldn’t spend a lot of time nitpicking.

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“God dammit, boy.” I bellowed, with due frustration. “I told you I’d let you cum this weekend was that not enough for you?”
Martin’s face was still agape and blushing, embarrassed at being caught in the act as much as he was for escaping his chastity...

“God dammit, boy.” I bellowed, with due frustration. “I told you I’d let you cum this weekend was that not enough for you?”

Martin’s face was still agape and blushing, embarrassed at being caught in the act as much as he was for escaping his chastity cage. It boggled my mind how he managed that, even with his paws on, a deadbolt lock that I’d custom fit for his cage, and a modified cage.

Martin insisted he loved bondage. He loved rope play and being hogtied. He loved puppy play, being denied the use of his hands and forced to crawl. He loved being cuffed to the bed when we made love in the wee hours of the night.

I’m pretty certain that he just loved to escape from bondage and that was his real kink. No sooner would I tie him up than the scamp would have already freed his hand or his foot. I called him my little Houdini.

It was especially frustrating in view of the fact that I was his master. I was supposed to be in charge here! He delighted in defying me, in disobeying when he knew what punishment would follow. Each time I’d lay down the ground rules and each time I would up the ante. Only a few days ago I had flogged his back raw until he was bawling, on the verge of safe-wording.

Who was in charge here? Me? Him? I was at my wits’ end and then I remembered seeing the Leather-Dog Whisperer. A quick 1-800 call put me in touch with Mister X. He’d know what to do!

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Yes. The Leather-Dog Whisperer is a copyright of Mister X Enterprises. Stay away from my material, FOX, I have a lawyer and know how to use him!

Quickie I drew last night. I just managed to complete it today before I fall into oblivion with the latest Dragon Age game XD

Cheers.

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