The scratching sound on the basement door is my welcome home. Its comforting having something to come home to... but it will have to wait. I walk to my bedroom and change into my after work attire, complete with corset and heels, it is preferred. Tonight is a special night, so I go into my chest and pull out the essential tools for tonight's festivities. Strap on, clover clamps, some rope, a blindfold and a few other necessities. I serve myself a glass of wine, and go to the basement door. The scratching intensifies, and I can hear the sniffling under the door, hes been a good boy so ill let him out. I open the door and he looks up at me, licks my toes, and kneels to lick my crotch, this is our routine.
Once I'm satisfied with our hellos, I allow him to stand and give me a proper welcome home: my kiss complete with hand in cunt action. I remember then why I fell in love with him. He can make my body react in ways no other has. My pussy lips instantly swell and glisten. I ride his hand for a few more moments before knocking him back down to the floor, after all its where dogs belong. I walk into the living room with him trailing my heels. I call Alex to make sure we are on schedule for tonight's plans, same time same place.
I look down and see the sad face. I add to the suffering by confirming that Alex would be coming to fuck me while he watched. Maybe if hes good ill allow him to lick my cunt clean after. I have him sit with me on the sofa and begin playing with his cock. It is a wonderful specimen after all. I cant seem to keep my hands or lips off of it for long. He is the perfect fuck and suck me size, and his cum tastes delectable. He's already semi hard, so my hands can't help but straying to wrap around his shaft.
He inhales sharply, I see him straining to keep still, wanting the attention I'm being so generous enough to give. I rub his head, and play with the seam below his mushroom. I grab the elastic band I always keep around my wrist and wrap it around the base of his shaft. I want him to be hard until I decide. He hisses, as I wrap it repeatedly around his cock. His cock stands tall and i cant help but lick the bead of juice leaking from the head. He shivers and i decide to suckle him just a bit more, that is until the doorbell rings.
Alex has arrived and my nipples grow hard with anticipation. Alex is an amazing fuck, and I thoroughly enjoy our meetings. I grab my dog by his cock and walk him to the door. He opens it and greets Alex the same way he always does, on his knees, head bent. Alex pushes him out of the way to get to me. We begin kissing and Alex ravishes me. Hes being such a good boy in the corner, not looking up though I know he wants to. I move with Alex to our bedroom, and he follows us, and sits in his chair in the corner of the room.
I strip Alex's clothes off and grab the rope. There is something different about to happen yet no one knows what but me. I lay Alex on the bed and look over at him. I see every emotion in his eyes, jealousy, lust, anger and most of all, passion. It excites me, because while the tables are turned and he is my dog at the moment; in reality the roles are reversed. I know what power it takes to sit there and be commanded, while deep down needing to do the commanding.