#tw.puppy play

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(Age 20) Hiii could you possibly write more abt reki and puppy play? Im in love with that idea and would love to hear anything else you can write about it 🥺💞 if you have the time and desire to write it ofc! (Fem! Reader please)

Rating: Explicit, MDNI, 18+

Word Count: 2K

Warnings: 18+Content, MDNI, afab!reader, pet play, puppy play, kneeling, oral (male receiving), bit of verbal humiliation, ball worship, deep throating, oral fixation, not proofread, little degradation, cum eating/swallowing, soft dehumanisation (been reading to many kylo ren fics)

A/N: thank you for putting your age 😭😭 This is a bit diff to the kinks list thing I did, guess I'm in a certain m o o d

“Gooood girl,” Reki coos as you drop the ball back into his palm. Your hips wiggle at the praise, the tail attached to the buttplug nestled in your ass tickling the back of your thighs as it swings. Reki gently throws the ball to the other side of his workshop. You don’t move, staring adoringly at him.

“Okay, fetch.” Reki gives you permission and you bound over to where the ball is rolling to a halt. You open your mouth to grab the ball, pausing to make sure the ball was firmly in your clutch before heading back to your Master and dropping it by his feet.

“Such a good girl,” Reki tells you, crouching so he could roughly pet your head with both hands. You just wiggle your butt more in happiness. The red haired male leans back, amber eyes flicking up to your now lopsided ears. Strong fingers pull the band back into position, giving your head one last pet. You flop onto your back, showing him your tummy as you pant in response. “I have the cleverest puppy in the entire world.” Reki coos down at you in his baby voice. It has heat burning across your cheeks at how he uses a tone made for animals on you. The heat in between your thighs is molten from it though. He runs a hand down your front, stopping at your dripping pussy and cupping his hand over it. You whine and roll your hips into him, hoping to get some stimulation on your clit.

“Awww, is my puppy girl in heat? Is that why she’s humping my hand like a bitch? Need something inside of you?” Reki asks in a condescending tone. You can only whimper in response, begging him with your brown eyes to help you. Instead, the male stands up and stares down at you.

“Heel.” You roll back onto hands and knees, sidestepping you’re by his heels. Reki gives you a head pat as a reward then strides to the other side where his workbench is located. You keep in line with him, never straying from his heels.

“Such a clever girl. Who’s a clever girl? Are you a clever girl?” Reki asks as he sits down in the chair. Your butt frantically shakes and you let out a few short barks at the words. Reki laughs at how happy you are, resisting the urge to go back to playing with you. He turned the chair back to the table and began tinkering with some skateboard objects. You sit back on your heels, shaking your head just to hear your collar jingle, the heart-shaped pendant with “Reki’s” hitting the material of the collar and your clavicle a few times. For a few minutes, you’re content to just sit and watch your Master work away. Eventually, though you get bored. A hand bats the seated male’s thigh, getting his attention.

“What’s the matter? What does my good girl need?” Reki asks, stopping all his work to give you his full concentration. You turn your head to the small box of toys and make a whining noise. “Go ahead, princess, pick one,” Reki gives you permission, comprehending your noises- it had taken a while to not talk in this headspace but Reki had put so much time and effort into your training that gradually you had gotten better at not talking. Your head tilts to the side as you look at the toys in the box, trying to decide which toy you want. Reki calls your name, a sign to hurry up with the choosing. You pick a blue rubber bone, grabbing it in your jaw and trotting to your Master.

“Whatcha pick?” Reki ask, hand out for you to drop it in. You’re not feeling bratty so immediately let it fall into his waiting palm. Even though at the end of every session Reki cleans all the toys used, he stills reaches into a drawer and gets a wet wipe to clean it, using a tissue to dry it off. Once cleaned and dried he hands it vertically back to you. You jump up onto your knees to grab it, half the toy sticking out of your lips. Reki snorts, the curves at the end of the thin bone making it look like balls and a penis disappearing into your hot mouth. Your head tilts again, confused at why Master was chucking at you. Reki just rubs the top of your head and gets back to his work. You decide your puppy brain is too small to try and understand why he was laughing and instead crawl under the table to lay on the pink cushion Reki had placed.

Having the bone in your mouth makes it even harder than normal to think of anything other than sucking Reki’s long cock. You don't even notice your head starting to bob up and down the long, thin part of the bone until you feel it wobbling. You cage it in between your inner wrists, not even thinking about using your hands with their opposable thumbs. With the additional support, you begin to sink your mouth down the bone. Saliva drips from your lips, making the slide easier. It doesn’t take too many bobs until your lips are wrapped around the bottom of the shaft, your tongue swirling around the rounded bone ends. You rest there for a few moments, eyes rolled back as you relish having something fulling your mouth. A few more butt wiggles escape without you realising; you’re too out of it to even acknowledge that at some point in your blowjob your hips had raised, back arching to show you were ready to be mounted.

“Seems my good girl is more a slut than a good girl,” Reki states. You dart your eyes up, not even bothering to remove the toy, Reki stares down at you, resting his head on one hand. He doesn’t look angry so you wiggle your butt. Your Master sighs and pushes away from the table, one hand snatching a handful of your hair and pulling you towards his crotch. “If you wanted to be a cocksucker you should have told me,” he scolds, one hand managing to undo his belt and pop his button. Your eyes are focused on the bulge straining at the seam of his jeans. The skater lets go of your hair for a few seconds to unzip his flyer and wrestle his trousers down enough to free his dick. Unfortunately, he forgot to account for his over-eager puppy. The moment you felt his hand let go of your hair, you jerk forward and nuzzle his clothed member. A hiss above you indicates that Master enjoyed your actions and you move to rub your cheek against the rough material again but Reki jerks your head back with the back of your collar. You choke for a second but let the male manhandle you into the position he wants.

“So fucking impatient,” Reki mutters under his breath, one hand wrapping around the base of his freed dick. Your tongue lolls out, never breaking eye contact as he slowly pumps his cock. “Sit,” Reki instructs. Immediately, you obey flattening the tops of your feet onto the floor, resting your weight on them then opening your legs. Your hands rest in the space between your knees and you lean forward so you can roll your feet onto their sides to be more comfortable.

“You want to suck my dick? Let it hit the back of your throat?” Reki asks, bringing the hand that had been jerking his shaft to your mouth. Lips opening, Reki shoves his digits in, the salt taste of his precum making your eyes roll back. “Speak if you want to be a useful cocksucker.”

You pull back, sucking in a breath to start begging Reki for permission to suck his cock. A split second before the words tumble out of your spit-covered lips you remember that puppies don’t talk. You bark up at your Master, praying it would be the right thing.

“Go ahead,” Reki tells you. You can’t find it in yourself to be embarrassed at him using his baby voice to order you around. Having sucked the toy and aching to pleasure Reki, you manage to take him all the way down to the base in one go. A few soft curses fall from Reki’s lips; you flick your eyes back up at his knowing how much he loved the sight of you kneeling between his legs, lips wrapped around his dick and your big doe eyes staring at him. Reki rolls his hips, dick inching even further down. The action causes you to gag and pull back a little, Reki’s hand gripping the back of your head allowing you to do so. Thick strands of drool connect your plump lips to the tip of his dick.

Your Master lets you catch your breath for a moment then tugs you back onto his dick. This time his hand is more firm, controlling your movements; when your nose reaches the red curls, your Master keeps you there, groaning at the feel of your throat spasming around the intrusion. You swallow back a gag, Reki jerking his hips up into your mouth at the pleasure. One hand skims up his leg to play with his balls, your tongue sticking out to try and lap them. Reki releases your head and you pull off his dick, wrapping your lips around one and using one hand to massage the other whilst your other hand jerks your boyfriend off. You worship his balls as Reki mutters a mixture of swears and praises, switching to suck on his other testicle and then again to kitten lick his mushroom tip, lapping up the bead of precum.

You can hear Reki edging closer to the edge, the way his pants and moans became louder and more frequent. Your Master uses your collar to pull you off his cock with a popping noise, frantically jerking off in front of you. Your tongue slips out and laps at his tip to give him extra pleasure.

“St-stick your-fuck-tongue out,” Reki tells you breathlessly. You comply without hesitation. The visual of you, on your knees, puppy ears on your head and your tongue sticking out, is the push he needs, spurting cum onto your face and tongue. Reki slouches against the back of the chair, trying to catch his breath. Your tongue remains to stick out, drool dripping from both corners but you ignore it and concentrate on keeping his cum on your tongue.

“What a good girl,” murmurs your Master as he takes in your position, head still leaning back on the chair. “Keeping my cum on her tongue until I tell her to swallow,” you whine in the back of your throat, wanting desperately to do just that. “Go ahead, swallow for me.” You exaggerate the action and open your mouth afterwards. Reki groans appreciatively, a hand lazily stroking your hair. You close your eyes and relax into the sensation, head resting on his thigh. The fire between your legs rages on, hotter than ever, but you’re content for just Reki to get to orgasm. Your eyes snap open when two arms scoop you up and drop you into your Master’s lap.

“Oh, puppy, you really thought I’m not gonna fuck your wet pussy as well?”

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Puppy

K Tendou would totally have his darling locked up in a dog crate when he’s away at work. (He’s into pet play!!! I just know it!!!)

He comes back at five thirty, sing-song voice dragging out the syllables in your name as he pushes open the door to the master bedroom, zeroing in on the large crate in the corner.

“Hi pretty! Did you miss me? I missed you...” But as he crouches down to peer inside the crate, his eyes widen when he sees the mess of liquid across the bottom. “Oh no puppy, why didn’t you go before I left?”

There was no way in hell you could’ve used the restroom before the man left for work that morning. Not when he had dragged you into the backyard, shooing you onto the grass and cooing at you to “Go pee-pee!”

Your eyes are crusty from tears shed and dried, humiliated, angry, frustrated at your situation. There’s a padlock on the crate, the bars too sturdy for you to break. There’s no way out. 

Especially with your hands cuffed to your cute collar, making it practically impossible to use them. If you weren’t restrained in such a way, you’d have ripped off the stupid mutt-muzzle Tendou had put over your mouth the very second he’d left you alone.

When the man unlocks the crate, cooing and clicking and patting his thigh to entice you out, you huddle into the back corner, shaking your head. Behind the muzzle, there’s a gag stopping your pathetic requests for him to leave you alone.

Tendou sighs and shakes his head, mumbles something about needing to train you better, and forces his upper body into the crate, looming and intimidating as long, lean arms grab you and drag you forward through the puddle of piss on the bottom of the crate.

You thrash, pulling back, but it’s no use. He’s deceptively strong, lithe body holding more strength than seems possible. You’d learned this first hand, quite literally on the second day of your “adoption” into Tendou’s home.

A shrill cry as he touched you far too intimately, teeth baring and sinking into the nearest bit of flesh on his body that you could find. Tendou had slapped you so hard it left a mark, calling you a bad dog, naughty puppy. That’s why he made you wear the muzzle.

He was a sick, sick man.

“Look at you, you need to be hosed off, you’re all stinky and gross.” A chuckle from the man, holding you by your collar at arms length. A chill ran through you as you remembered the last time he had hosed you off, what a dehumanizing experience it had been. Standing naked in the cold, being blasted by freezing cold water as Tendou frowned at you. 

A whine escaped past the gag, pitiful and distressed, causing the redhead the pause in dragging you towards the backyard. “Hm? I know you don’t like bath time pretty, but I can’t have such a dirty girl in my house.”

Your throat itched as tears bubbled up into your eyes, a stupid little noise tearing from your chest as you sagged in Tendou’s hold, practically becoming dead weight. A limp noodle.

Tendou stopped in his tracks, tilting his head to look at you for far too long as you cried, standing there in front of him in nothing but an oversized t-shirt, hands cuffed to your collar, muzzle and gag silencing you. You were helpless, and entirely at his mercy.

“I’ll let you wash off inside.” 

Head snapping up, your red, puffy eyes looked at the sadistic man in front of you. This had to be a trap. He sounded too pleased, too smug and satisfied with himself. 

“You want that? I’ll let you have warm water...” He trailed off, his own eyes wide as he stared you down, unwilling to miss any of your reactions. 

There had to be a catch. There had to be a “but-”. The demented soul wouldn’t just let you have something so easily, especially something that you’d come to value so much.

When he didn’t say anything else, waiting patiently for your answer, you couldn’t help the timid nod of your head. Warm water sounded so good, washing off the sticky urine on your skin, relaxing your cramped muscles from huddling in the crate all day.

It quickly became clear that there was a catch as soon as Tendou closed and locked the bathroom door, trapping you in there with him. 

There’s the catch.

But he simply freed your hands from your collar (without taking the collar off, just detaching the cuffs and leaving them still around your wrists), sat on the toilet seat, and gestured for you to go ahead.

“You’re a smart puppy, you know how to clean up right?”

Limbs frozen, you stared at him, hands twisting anxiously in the hem of the t-shirt brushing your mid-thigh. How do you ask him to leave without your voice? The gag was still lodged in your mouth.

Tendou arched an eyebrow, then shrugged. “Three options - you wash yourself off, I clean you up, or you lick yourself clean while I watch. I’m leaning towards option three, followed by option two. I’m being so nice and letting you choose today!”

You could see the man mentally patting himself on the back, proud of being such a good owner. It made you queasy. How could he believe any of this was okay?

One of the options was clearly better than the others, so you slowly stripped out of the shirt, and stepped into the shower.

At least there was warm water.

It was hard to shake the unease, the fear, the pure discomfort sitting like a spiked ball in your stomach, causing pain each time you moved. The man’s eyes never left you, hands clasped as he leaned forward in his seat, clearly enjoying himself.

Sickening.

But you made it through.

Somehow.

Then it was dinner time, Tendou shuffling through his closet to find you another t-shirt and “helping” you into it after your shower.

“Since you’re being a nice puppy, I’ll leave your paws alone for now, okay? Don’t be naughty, or else they go right back where they were.” He was talking about your hands, still free at your sides. 

You could be nice. Anything to keep your hands free, give you some sense of control over this bizarre, nightmarish situation. It’s not like having them unrestrained actually allowed any protection - if you used them to push tendou away, to scratch at him, to try (and fail) to stop him... right back to the collar they’d go, trapped up by your neck.

It was more about the feeling of comfort, the fleeting, false sense of protection. If your hands were free, you could at least try to stop Tendou from doing... anything he wanted. You wouldn’t, but the thought helps you stay calm.

“Dinner” consisted of Tendou excitedly leading you into the kitchen, telling you to “sit!” and “stay!” on the floor by the fridge while he fetched something off the counter.

A little box, white and red, about the size of a envelope. 

He looked far too pleased about this for it to be anything good.

“I got a treat for you! Well, for us, but I made it specially for you at work.”

Inside the box was a small assortment of chocolate candies, all different shapes, smells, textures. Immediately your mouth started watering. You can’t remember the last time you had something sweet, always stuck eating whatever Tendou put in your bowl by his chair at the table, usually scraps from his plate or simple rice and vegetables. It was mortifying eating out of a bowl on the ground, not even allowed your hands, but the alternative was going hungry, and you’d already tried that. 

So the treats were greedily accepted as Tendou popped them in your mouth, occasionally taking a small bite of a chocolate before feeding it to you, letting out pleased little sounds at both the flavors and your reactions.

You didn’t care right now how weird the situation was, the dessert was good.

Until it was all gone, and Tendou was fussing over you, petting your head, cooing praises at you. Did he..... did he drug you?

No, everything felt crystal clear as he crowded your space, body and mind sound and thinking clearly. Which truthfully, made everything worse.

The chocolates had barely settled in your stomach before a dramatic gasp escaped the redhead standing over you. “Oh! Pretty, I forgot, so silly of me-” 

He crouched down to your level, taking your face in both hands, forcing you to look at his faux concern, eyes all big and round. “Puppies can’t have chocolate, they get sick.”

Your did feel sick, but only because of the way his fingers were digging into your muzzle, pulling you off balance as he shuffled closer, too close. “But... I can make my pretty puppy feel better. You have to let me help you though, alright? You might not like it, but it’s for your own good.”

You didn’t like it, not as one of his hands left your muzzle and started creeping underneath your shirt, not as you looked down and noticed the tent in his pants, the little blush on his cheeks, the wild, lit look in his eyes.

“Stay still now, let me give you some medicine.”

You could only watch as he rose to his feet, unbuckling his belt with a far too cheerful grin stretching his lips.

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NSFW One Piece Character Requests MDNI

Yes, will write with any kink:

✧ World Government: Crocodile, Koby, Mihawks, Smoker

✧ Pirates: Ace, Kidd, Law, Robin (soft Domme), Shanks, Zoro

Depends on the ask + Dynamics:

⛧ Older!Luffy (Dom, size kink, strength kink, tease, makes you wear his cape or hat and fucks you in it, looks like a DILF, breeding kink, loves covering your body with his, grabs your hands and pins them down, loves when you try and struggle, “pretty little girl, just too weak”, play wresting that ends in fucking, puppy play, potential DD, innocence kink)

⛧ Sanji (service top, took convincing but knife play, probably fucked you with a whisk handle, object insertion, receiving oral, praise, pet names “princess” but also “princess looks real nice on her knees where she belongs” soft dom who’s kinda whipped for you but puts you in your place by overstimulating you or not letting you touch him, does anything for you when you pout at him with teary eyes)

⛧ Hancock (maybe Domme, Queen-maid roleplay, degradation by looking down her nose at you in but amazing aftercare, sugar mummy, throne sex, lots of praise, RP where she’s medusa maybe? lets the other women have a go with you sometimes but in her who’s gonna make her feel the best, looks on bored, has sex with you whilst the amazons are around probably, orgies, public sex)

☆ Haven’t gotten to:

☆ Rayleigh (age gap, DD, cockwarming, dumbification/intelligence kink-fucks you dumb then mocks you, degrader, innocence kink, picks out your clothes, thigh highs, when you take control and ride him then he flips you over and shows you who’s boss, also soft, lets you rest on his chest, size kink)

☆ X Drake (Oviposition, size kink, primal sex, Pred/Pray, captain/title play, high ranking marine- lower ranking marine RP, marine caught by pirate RP, pirate caught by marine RP, maiden left as sacrifice RP, quiet dom- controlled, lets you tired yourself out before punishing you, bondage, stricter on manners, DD, intelligence kink where he’s teaching)

★ Don’t really see as a Dom/me: Nami

No:

Brooke, Chopper, Frankie, Usopp

Anyone else not listed is also a no

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NSFW Sk8 Infinity Character Requests MDNI

Yes, with any kink:

✧ Adam/Ainosuke Shindo (kinky motherfuka)

✧ Cherry/Kaoru Sakurayashiki (massive tease, shibari)

✧ Joe/Kojiro Nanjo (size, strength, muscle kink)

Depends on the ask + dynamics: 

✮ Langa Hasegawa (soft dom, praise, lets you walk over him most times, fingering, photos, doggy, hair pulling, punishes you when you go too far, nipple play & clamps)

✮ Reki Kyan (soft dom, sex in his workshop, messy sex, puppy play but in an adoration way, adores you, spoils you, can’t discipline you at all, so soft, coos, collars, cockwarming) 

    I can’t really see him anything more than vanilla 

✮ Tadashi Kikuchi (mostly soft but takes his stress and anger out on you, puppy play but also him as a bigger dog and taking advantage of you? Like uses his size to pin you down and fuck you, primal  degradation, humiliation, piss play, shoe humping, you crawling, cages, collars, NWCM, 

No:

No: Miya, Shadow

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Hello. Can I ask what kind of kinks can you see America having? (Anon, 21)

Clearing out askbox

link for Hetalia America's kinks