7. “Walk”

When Karina's knees touched the cold marble tiles, she began to regret why she had refused Mrs. Shaw's offer to replace the carpet in her bedroom with a Bohemian cashmere one last week. She also wished she had chosen the south-facing room as her master bedroom, or at least one with wooden flooring.

Her mind was wandering. Her vision was blocked by the lace blindfold, making it hard for her to see clearly. Every step she took was extremely difficult, as if she were a puppy on its first day as a human, with limbs that were not yet fully tamed.

The snow-white puppy was completely naked. The black bondage pants were like garter belts on her legs, with a fluffy puppy tail hanging down. A vibrating massage stick was fixed between her legs, and a silicone cap was placed on her clitoris, vibrating from time to time as if urging her to keep crawling without slacking off.

When the tail wags, the milk shakes too.

The large snow-white breasts, with their pale pink nipples, swayed gently on her chest. The inner thighs were a rosy white, and as she crawled, the swollen rose petals between them were intermittently visible. As the excitement grew, the entire inner thigh felt as if it were ripe and burning hot.

She was already drenched in sweat after climbing only half a lap.

"Climb a little faster."

"Whoo..."

The massage stick on the sole of the leg suddenly started vibrating violently.

Karina's body trembled as if she had received an electric shock, freezing in the middle and unable to move. Just daddy's one sentence made her come, as if when he said it, he would also use a leather strap to spank her bottom, and then calmly watch her convulse in orgasm.

The lubricant trickled down along the root of the thigh.

So itchy, so desirable.

I really want to be stuffed by my master's big meat stick...

She moaned, accidentally letting her true feelings slip out. It wasn't the kind of flirtatious words spoken for fun, but a genuine desire for him, an unguarded test of him. She knew Luis would surely be able to tell the difference.

"Little slutty dog wants to be fucked?"

His voice was hoarse, but not a hint of lust was in it. Karina was still lost in the daze of the emptiness of her small hole. Hearing his tone, she trembled timidly, but still gathered her courage to reply.

"Want to."

The oxygen in the room was extracted.

After a long while, his helpless sigh rang out.

"Karina, we agreed that we would only do online interviews."

"Know," she blinked her moist eyes, "the puppy knows."

This was her initial request.

"Let's give the puppy an orgasm now, shall we?" He seemed to make a concession after some deep thought.

"All right..."

Karina suppressed the disappointment in her heart.

"Get over to the mirror." He knew the layout of her room like the back of his hand. She was so careless that it worried him a little.

But the little dog thought, "Why do I still have to climb?"

My knees hurt so much, and my groin area is in great pain.

"Woof..."

She let out pitiful whimpers like a puppy, her eyes covered with a white lace strip already soaked with tears. She crawled a few steps and then looked back, hoping that her good daddy would soften his heart because of this.

Her good daddy was also thinking that such a naughty little dog should be fucked while crawling.

"It will make the puppy comfortable," he promised.

How comfortable is it? The puppy doesn't know.

Just looking at herself in the mirror made her cheeks flush with shame, and her legs seeped with a constant flow of lubrication.

"Hmm... Umm... Ah ha..."

The vibrator started to vibrate at a high frequency without warning. Her clitoris and vagina were both numbed by the vibration. She moaned and let out pitiful and rapid screams, shaking her hips and tail, and her big breasts swayed violently.

"Raise your leg, little dog."

Unconsciously following his instructions, Karina lifted one leg, resembling a dog urinating, extremely lewd. With one leg propped on the ground, her body was stretched to the limit, like a kite about to break its string at any moment.

She stared blankly at the posture of the little dog in the mirror.

Under the lace eye mask, it's as if a layer of fairy-tale-like gauze has been draped. At this moment, the innocent girl in the mirror is like a female dog in heat, saliva uncontrollably flowing from her mouth. She is being penetrated by the massage stick, reaching a state of climax and trembling, releasing transparent lubricating fluid like she has lost control.

A deluge of overwhelming pleasure came flooding in.

Her legs went weak and she collapsed on the ground, twitching uncontrollably. Her tail was tucked between her legs, and her private parts were making wet noises, oozing with abundant lubricating fluid.

Luis said, "You got so wet, little dog."

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