*All characters depicted are 18 years old or older*
It has been two weeks since Pup had spent that wonderful evening with Domina and her friend. Two weeks since he had his first anal orgasm, being violated by a powerful woman with far more experience and will than him.
Two weeks since he had slept in the same bed as Goddess Chloe, being nursed to sleep by sucking delicately on her nipples, only to wake up at 6:00 AM sharp, get his horny arse under the covers and lovingly kiss Chloe's ass cheeks, and then her anus, per her instructions. "It will give you a whole new meaning to the expression: morning breath!" she said, explaining his duty to her obedient pet. Chloe slowly woke up, took the vibrator on the nightstand and pleasured her front.
Pup felt somewhat adventurous, and his tongue was deep inside Chloe's ass when she finally cried in pleasure. They spent a few minutes cuddling again, until she ordered him to make breakfast for the women.
Pup being a perfectly adequate cook, he did so happily, tempting the dominas with bacon, eggs, pancakes, nicely cut apples and fresh pressed lemonade.
Of course, the two men were then ordered to clean the whole floor while the women ate. Dildo walked around with a huge erection on, a free remnant of his night of liberating passion, which made the two domes laugh out loud whenever the quite impressive Dildo stood right beside the far less impressive -and, to be fair, caged- Pup.
After breakfast, Chloe and Dildo went up to the bathroom "so Dildo could eat too", which confused Pup, but then again he was too busy finishing the clean-up of the kitchen to really think about it. When the two came back down, Chloe hugged Meg, they kissed, and Meg gave one long French kiss to Dildo, before Chloe and her slave finally left. When Pup was done, he did as he was told, kneeling kissing Meg's feet, and then left for his home and then his work.
After a week, Pup was beginning again to wonder if he had done well by ger, and why he had received no feedback or further invitation.
At 8:07 PM, a week and two days after the infamous evening, Pup, as he was getting ready for his comfortable but empty bed, received a notification. A text, from Meg (named "Domina" on his phone) that read:
"Hey Pup, I'm completely drunk over here, please come and find me, I need a ride.''
Pup suddenly excited but also worried, texted right back: "I can come right now. Where are you?"
Meg replied: "No you can't, your little shrimp is caged. But nice, I'm at the Dieu du Ciel pub, on Laurier Ouest. Come now, it's getting heated here."
Not wanting to waste time, Pup immediately got ready, put some reasonable clothing on, and left with his car keys. It took him about 30 minutes to find the bar, and a further 10 minutes to find Meg inside, as the place was overcrowded with young, dancing, horny people.
He did finally see the table where Meg and another woman were sitting and made his way there.
He was greeted with a high-pitched cry of surprised pleasure, as Meg saw him in the crowd and got up to hug him, quite uncharacteristically.
"There is my sub! I told you he would come at a moment's notice, no need for an uber!" Meg said, embracing Pup, and letting her drunken hand stray away a little further south to Pup's caged bulge. The other person got up too, a non-binary looking person, with her short, Viking-looking blue haircut and the pride flag on her shirt that gave huge hints of ample breasts.
"Pup, this is Neah, a friend of mine" Meg said. "They know about your little shrimp and my tastes so treat them as you would me. Well almost as you would me."
"Hey there soldier!" said Neah with a smile, offering a firm handshake to Pup. "Thanks for coming on such a short notice, we are completely wasted. You do your mistress proud, I'm sure."
