Puppy Rubs

"Domi?"

"Nnnngh... ugh... I..."

"Pup?"

"Y-yes, Master...?"

The blindfolded, bound puppy panted, as he looked around the room. Dominic could hear Jin's voice, but he couldn't see him, which was an essential part of the care his Master liked to practice. Jin and Dominic's dynamic contained multiple levels of intimacy and care, but every now and then the husky made sure his puppy was detached from all of the burdens he faced outside of play, forced to rely on only his senses to relax and reboot.

This kind of treatment kept Dominic stimulated in that sense, as if it were a way to keep a grip on himself through his pleasure. He let out a loud sigh, through bared fangs as he heard Jin's leather crease. His Master had taken a seat, and Dominic resituated himself so he was in his lap. He felt Jin's hard, sturdy bulge between his legs and settled against it, sighing. The sound of the chains bound to his manacles rang out loudly, as Jin pushed up his arms, exposing his sensitive, sweaty armpits. His arms were locked into place once he did, causing Dominic to pant steadily. He had to have looked adorably pathetic in that bondage pose, wearing his blindfold, his black rubber crop top and his red spiked dog collar while his wrists were restrained in thick metal chains. As he pressed himself down on his Master's shapely thighs, he thought about how embarrassing it was to be led to the dungeon and forced to strip, and then to be treated like an animal before being brought... here. His body still smelled strongly of his mercenary leathers and untamed masculine musk, creating quite the cocktail for anyone who drank it in.

Jin pressed against Dominic's bed of armpit hair, causing the puppy to pant and shift suddenly. Chains, leather and latex were all normal sounds whenever the pair were together - Jin frequently dominated Dominic in his latex, often dressed in his own leather attire, but when they had the sensory sessions he made sure there was enough outside stimulus to keep Dominic alert.

The brusque, gentle husky took a loud whiff of the other male, having pressed his nose against Dominic's underarm, where his pectoral met his armpit.

"Mmm... you worked up a huge sweat today, Domi. You smell pretty sour..."

He rubbed the puppy's other armpit as Dominic grunted, gnashing his teeth together.

"Y... yeah... i-it was super hot... outside."

"Did you wear deodorant today?"

"I..."

"Puppy... your kinks are sexy, but you should be more careful. Shouldn't you?"

He pressed down on Dominic's armpit and the puppy whined.

"Y-yeah...! I... I'm sorry, Master. I'll do a better job."

"I shouldn't have to tell you to wear deodorant, you silly dog..."

"I just... w-when I have scenes, I just... like to smell natural?"

"I understand..."

Jin spread his thighs, letting Dominic's legs rub against them. As always, his Master had such thick, muscled legs... he'd been between them so many times that even feeling the other's muscles against his skintight leather made him drool.

"And this crop top?"

"F-for you..."

"Heh. I do love these tight tits of yours..."

Jin grabbed Dominic's breasts, forcing the puppy to rest his head under his neck. He unzipped them and slid that rubber top away, pressing a kiss against each pectoral.

"I'm so... fucking... horny, Sir."

"Did you masturbate today, Domi?"

"N... no."

"You had your cage on the whole day?"

"..."

"Domi...?"

Dominic whined, shaking his chains.

"I... touched... in the bathroom. M-my dick, and hole..."

"Slutty. Didn't you worry someone would see you?"

"I don't care..."

Jin laughed.

"As always, your honesty is adorable, puppy. And I can feel how hot you are."

The leathered dog's hand rubbed against Dominic's stomach.

"These tight... slutty abs..."

"G-gods...!"

"Oh right. You like rubs, don't you boy?"

"Y-yes sir...!"

"I love having you in my lap. You're so cute when you're bound, puppy."

Jin's hand swept across Dominic's hair, as he pressed his lips against his ear.

"I have a lot of thoughts about you... in so many different binds. Some crueler than others. The thought of how your body acclimates to them is exciting. I've woken up with sweat everywhere thinking about it."

"You're so hard..."

"That's because I'm with my puppy."

"Nngh...!"

"Heh... you stiffened when you heard that, didn't you?"

"Y-yes... well. B-being called... your dog--"

"You are my dog. How many times have you stayed here on all fours?"

"Ghh...! Don't remind me..."

Jin's hands went back to Dominic's armpits. Noticing that his puppy was sweating more now, the husky used that as lubricant for Dominic's skin, massaging both hair and pit as the other male could only pant in ecstasy.

"F-fuck...! You make me so fucking horny...!"

"Do I...?"

"Y-yes... I often jerk off thinking about what you'll do to me... I love being your filthy fucking pet..."

"Oh yeah?"

"B-being naked and... forced to crawl and not use words... eating my dinner out of bowls, showing you my asshole on command... being your chair, your footstool, using my cock for you--"

Dominic hitched a breath.

"N-nail...!"

"You like my nails?"

"I love your nails, Master Jin!" Dominic cried out, saliva mixing with drool as his face heated up.

"You're such a dirty fucking dog, Domi."

"I... I am... I... gh..."

"Puppy...?" Jin asked, as he ran one of his fingernails down Dominic's right armpit. He kept his left hand against the puppy's abs, which were rapidly inflating and deflating with breaths driven by adrenaline. He chuckled.

"I... need... more stimulation, Master."

"Okay. I know just the thing."

Jin got up, and left Dominic on his knees in his throne. The blindfolded Doberman, whose wrists were above his head and wrapped in chains, made a couple of calmer pants. He groaned as he looked down at his own predicament, unable to see the state of his erection, even if he could feel it. It bobbed with need and lust, and Dominic wagged it as he desperately pulled against his chains, hoping maybe he could get enough give to slip a wrist through and jerk off.

No such dice.

Jin was exceptional at ensuring binds were firm, but safe. Leather, chains, cuffs, manacles, straps, ropes - it didn't matter, the man was skilled with just about any material used for this kind of thing. He'd clearly had a lot of practice with Dominic, too, right down to being able to take into account the other's brutish strength during his adrenaline spikes. In the back of his mind, Dominic wondered where their relaxation session would lead... and that brought him back to his predicament - a naked, sweaty dog with gorgeous purple hair and a sexy leather blindfold, ripped as hell with thighs that could crush a melon, kneeling on a dominant's throne. His tail couldn't help but wag as he considered that - how hot he probably looked like this. How hard his tits were. How firm and full his balls were.

A natural performer, to be sure. On command, even.

The Doberman's head dipped and he caught a whiff of his unwashed armpit, rubbing his face against it. A distinct, striking sense of orange, vanilla, leather and dirt. There was also the earthy scent of sandalwood, a spicier scent like cinnamon... and the sour tang of sweat after a long workout. As he heard Jin's boots approach, his ears peaked and he whined. Jin's leathered palm touched his thigh, and it caused Dominic's rear to jut outwards.

"S... sir... I missed you..."

"I was only gone for a few seconds, Domi," Jin chuckled.

"Ghhh..."

"What a cute slave I have..."

"Y-yeah... I'm... your slave. I love being your sex slave, Master Jin. I love using my holes to please you," Dominic panted, looking in Jin's direction.

"I brought you something you'll like," Jin whispered, pressing his face against Dominic's full chest. His shaggy, white hair felt good against Dominic's bare skin... and unlike his fruitier scents, Jin smelled more smoky and woodsy. Weird, since he'd never smoked... but Dominic figured that might just be the leather. His hair, however, had the scent of berries. Smoky, sweet berries.

Jin grabbed a full face hood, and placed it over Dominic's face. The Doberman grunted at first, as the red rubber ball on it slid between his teeth, and then shuddered as his master's strong arms enveloped him. Dominic's muscles were nothing to sneeze at, but Jin's biceps practically bulged with raw strength. The perks of being a boxer, he figured.

The purple-haired submissive's ears flit back as he felt a calming hand on his head, smoothing out his hair.

"My gorgeous, beautiful slut..."

"Nghm... mafer..."

"Heh..."

Right away, Jin could feel the added restraint calming Dominic down. The puppy's breathing got a bit less ragged, and stabilized. Jin took his seat back on the throne, pulling Dominic's hips into his lap. He spread the Doberman's legs, and lifted his tail, bearing witness to the sweat-glistening pucker between his plump, bouncy ass cheeks. Dominic inhaled sharply, as Jin placed his thumb against his hole, tracing the trail of sweat around his rim.

"My sweaty, stinky puppy..."

Dominic panted at that. Jin pushed his hips forward, directing them into a position for him to be used. Then, he took a black wand and pressed it against Dominic's taint, and reached around to grab the excited rod between his legs. It had already been standing at attention, but being in Jin's steady, practiced hand made it throb as blood rushed to the Doberman's head.

"Now... let's get you off."

Dominic thanked Jin under his hood, which was mostly emphasized by a few broken grunts. Jin pressed the button on the wand and it whirred to life, quickly stimulating the space underneath Dominic's heavy, full ball sack. The puppy balled his fists and toes - a showing that he was being overwhelmed with pleasure and one Jin always found adorable because Dominic would do anything not to actually articulate that. The lengths to which his body would self-flagellate to hide his indulgence, in fact, was charming in an almost pathetic way. Jin's hand made a steady stroke across Dominic's sweaty cock. It glistened with peppered sweat, and the trappings of pre-cum as he began to drip onto the seat - one tortured drop after another. The stimulus of the tug job, and the head at his taint was a lot, even for the puppy. He felt himself beginning to drool, and it began to work itself past his lips and onto his pectoral in a messy glob.

"U... uhhh... uhhhhh... ahhh..."

Dominic's high-pitched, whiny voice was music to Jin's ears as he continued, using his tongue to lick the Doberman's back. He made a small circle around Dominic's right deltoid, biting him softly. His teeth sank into the other's tanned flesh easily, causing him to cry out in ecstatic glee. Being marked by his dominant... that made his heart pound. His pleasure-addled brain began to form images of being Jin's chew toy, and it caused his pulse to race and head to redden.

"Ghhh...!!"

His moans spilled out like a sieve, staggered and loud as Jin's tongue worked its way around and licked at Dominic's armpit. First once, and then in a sequence, as if he were drinking water. As if he were on all fours himself, lapping from a dog bowl, with Dominic's sweat serving as his sustenance. He sucked on each hair, breathing gently against his puppy's skin, as more drool fell and covered the warrior's sticky six-pac.

"G... gomma...!!"

That was all he could get out. Too good. There was too much pleasure. Dominic closed his eyes and focused, his hips moving ever so slightly across Jin's hand.

"Fucking my hand, boy? You that desperate to cum?" Jin asked, from under Dominic's arm. The Doberman gave a firm nod, shaking his entire body. His tail even raised, and began to wag - first slowly, then swiftly. His ears were poised, straight and alert, which gave Jin the perfect chance to sink his sharp fangs into Dominic's sensitive armpit. The Doberman squeaked, feeling a well of tears build up behind his blindfolds - that area was deeply sensitive, and having Jin's fangs slice into it sent a spark of scintillating pleasure up his spine. He felt his eyes roll back into his head as he relaxed into it. Then, the wand moved upwards, and begin gently oscillating below the upper rim of his perineum. The husky's ears tickled Dominic's skin as he pulled away, hearing his Master's tail begin to wag.

"You want it against your butthole, don't you?" Jin teased. "You're begging for me to touch you there, right?"

Dominic nodded. He was - his anal area was incredibly sensitive, to the point where pressing on it was like pushing a button to make his cock hard.

"Move your hips, boy."

"Yef fir...!"

Dominic grunted, focusing his strength into his lower body as he tried to move his dick faster. He demanded more pleasure from that glove, as Jin's stroking slowed and became more of a pull. His nails caressed Dominic's cock head as he slid them back down, kissing the same spot he'd bit under his arm before.

"Such a sweaty, stinky dog. I can smell all your leather, Domi, but I can also smell your workout, and I can smell how desperate you are. Your pits like to warm up before the rest of your body... it's cute how much of an armpit whore you are."

"H-hhhhh...!!"

"Awww, are you gonna cum from that?"

Dominic nodded. He felt his body slowly approach a tingling, dissociated sensation - his pleasure signals began to morph into a torrent, as his muscles tightened up. Abs became a wall of muscle, showcasing each and every pac in clear, distinct form as his pectorals inflated. Jin took this opportunity to grab Dominic's chest, teasing one of his nipples as if he were adjusting a radio frequency. The puppy practically bucked into him as he howled, and then immediately gasped as he reached that point of breaking. A thick, viscous load spilled forth from his urethra, as he threw his head back in ecstasy. Jin took this moment to put the wand aside, and grabbed Dominic by the hair as he sat up and kissed him through his gag. He continued to stroke the puppy, letting Dominic shoot rope after rope against his statuesque form, pointed upwards so that the Doberman would splash his tits, and his abdomen. But Dominic was far from a precise shooter - the more Jin stroked, the messier he got, shooting his arms, his pelvis, his neck and, yes, even his face. Which caused Jin to chuckle, because that meant he got a dose of Doberman jizz on his cheek.

Jin pushed the gag aside and locked lips with Dominic, stroking him harder. The puppy howled in pain under his breath, but his tongue found his Master's anyway - locking together in an embrace that seemed to thank him for the release. As the two dog boys shared their sticky embrace, the dominant's hand went up to pet his puppy, smoothing down his ears.

Finally, they broke it, and Jin inserted two of his fingers in Dominic's mouth. He pressed his face against the dog's cum-plastered chest, and used his thighs to grind out the remainder of his languishing orgasm.

"Good... you did so well, Domi. You came so much... I'm glad to see you enjoyed that," Jin chuckled, as he listened to the other's heart slowly return to baseline.

"U... uhhhh... ugh..."

Dominic licked at each nail, and underneath - he was determined not to miss a droplet of his own mess. It tasted sour, and almost like it was spoiled - like a pastry that'd been left out far too long, except he knew this taste was denial. Underneath the notes of spoiling sat that characteristic sweetness which flavored the dog boy's cum, making it a delicacy. He swallowed it down without complaint, as his face broke into a brilliant blush. The combination of leather, sweat, and dog jizz... quite a potent one, indeed. It caused his tail to thrash.

As Jin pulled his fingers away, he removed Dominic's hood. The Doberman's half-lidded stare met his dominant, and he smiled.

"... woof," he said. He then licked Jin's cheek, as a showing of appreciation.

"Love you puppy," Jin whispered. "My naughty, punk ass bitch of a dog."

"Heh... love you too, Master..."

Their heads sat like this, with Dominic's chin resting above Jin's, as his sticky hand rubbed the Doberman's stomach. Jin's ears twitched naturally in this position, as Dominic's chin touched the base.

"Do... you want to cum now?"

Jin shook his head.

"I'm good. This was about you, pup. I did all of this for you."

"U... ugh... but..."

"C'mon, Domi. You know exactly what it's like to be so focused on someone else's pleasure that you don't care about your own," Jin laughed. Dominic's eyes flew open, and then gazed away in embarrassment. He was right... since they were both dominants, he did share that same tendency, but that wasn't all they shared. Jin and Dominic were similar in that they both had rapid fluctuations of sexual need - Dominic's drive rarely ever peaked past slight interest unless his kinks were involved, and Jin's was fueled by service. Sometimes service meant wanting to cum, but more often than not it just meant achieving pleasure by seeing someone else do it.

"I'm content. Hearing how calm you are, seeing you cum and witnessing you trapped in pleasure was enough for me," the husky dominant whispered, as his head nudged Dominic's tit.

"U... understood, Sir."

Dominic couldn't deny feeling a smidge lonely. His puppy space is usually what activated that sexual need, and right now, he wished he had been bred. But he figured that would likely happen later anyway, as it usually did. Jin couldn't go long without destroying Dominic's asshole, after all. Sometimes in more humiliating ways than others.

"Are you thirsty? Want some snacks?" Jin asked, glancing up at Dominic.

The Doberman smiled, and stuck his tongue out cutely.

"Mhm," he said. "Even though I'm lookin' at one..."

The husky chuckled. He sat up, and began undoing Dominic's chains. This pushed his armpit against the Doberman's face, and his eyes went wide with lust all over again as he took in Jin's distinctly sour, masculine scent. A pungent, ripe musk that made his entire body shock itself in perverted lust. To say he began salivating wouldn't be overplaying things, as when Jin finished and brought his puppy's hands down to his waist, he was greeted with a wide-eyed, puppy face stare.

He laughed, and shook his head.

"Gods you are such a fuckin' pit junkie..."

"I-I can't help it... you smell so fucking good when you sweat. It's overwhelming..."

"Cute," Jin said. He pulled away the other's crop top, rendering him completely naked, and grabbed his leash. He rubbed the puppy in a few places, making sure his body wasn't in any pain or unduly sore in any unexpected ways. Then, he tugged the leash and urged for Dominic to get down on his fours. The puppy complied, grunting gently as he touched the cold, wooden floor of Jin's dungeon. His face pressed against his Master's leathered ass, taking in his scent again.

"C'mon," Jin said, as he tugged Dominic's leash. The naked dog stepped alongside his master, as they made their way towards the kitchen.

While Dominic walked, though, he wagged his bushy purple tail. Even if he did feel a bit denied, a part of him felt so thankful that he had someone so focused on his needs in a single-minded way. A blush floated up to his cheeks as he reflected on how lucky he was to be this husky's pet.

~ END