Pupsitting

You had been asked to housesit by a friend while they were away, asked to watch the place and make sure there were no issues. When you arrived however, you couldn't have been more surprised to find a pup in a jockstrap standing in the hallway. They were muscled and furry all over, body on full display, but would communicate with grunts and whines. You were taken aback, not sure what to make of the situation.

You searched the house and found a note from your friend, explaining that the pup could take care of himself and make his own food. However, they also asked if you could keep the pup happy. You felt a pang of pity for the pup, who seemed to be waiting for their owner to return. They were still standing in the hallway, staring at the door. Your friends hadn't even given you the pup's name in the note.

"Pup!" You called out, trying to get his attention. The pup's head turned for a moment before going back staring at the door. They stopped responding when you called out a second time, ignoring you.

"Fucking bitch" You said outloud.

The pup immediately turned, walking up to you. You were scared for a moment before they knelt, their eyes turned up listening and happy for attention. You felt confused for a moment before reaching out. "Good boy" You said, scratching their head. They smiled a dumb smile before turning back with their eyes to the door. There was something oddly arousing about their obedience, their devotion to being a good pup.

"You just want your master's bone, don't you slut?" You said.

The pup whined, wagging their butt in anticipation. The sight only made you grow hard, guilty thoughts invading your mind. You wanted to feel the pup under you, tear your hands through their fur as they drooled their mind out with your cock inside them. You imagined fucking them, feeling their powerful body giving in to you. You wanted to make them submit. You needed to.

"You want a bone, don't you boy?" You asked, trying to excite him.

You felt a flash of anger as they ignored you again, their gaze intent on the door.

You decided to try again. "Don't you want a bone, slut?" You asked, louder this time.

The pup's head didn't turn, but their rear started wagging again. That's when you made the connection. They liked being treated poorly, like property. That they responded better the more degrading the name.

You stepped up behind them, confident this time.

"You just want to be fucked, don't ya shit-eater? You're just a dumb whore who loves taking cock, being fed all-night don't you?" You said, dragging your hand down their furry back. You felt them shiver with sexual energy, their head turning to lock their desperate eyes on you.

"Roll over bitch" You said, pushing them down onto the floor. They complied, their expression glowing with satisfaction as they raised their legs. You didn't hesitate to take advantage of their position, moving right into the opening between their raised legs.

You fucked them right there on the floor. Your eyes were locked as you moved inside him, watching his muscles tremble as he tried to stay conscious. It didn't take long until their eyes rolled up in their head, each of your thrusts sending a yelp from their mouth. Their body had relaxed further with every second you were inside them, letting you in deeper and deeper until you saw the wave traveling through their body and forcing their pecs and shoulders to bounce.

You finally came with their hairy legs almost above their head, their body pressed into a 'V' with cum splattered all over their fur. You got up and left them there, lying in their own sweat and fluids to recover while you cleaned up. The next time you saw them, they seemed happy, not needing to watch the door, but instead following you around like a hungry pup wanting more.