Ode to my slut puppy 2: A lovely walk
A beautiful black leather strap with a ring at her neck. On the other end the leash to keep her close to me. She's not allowed to run away, sniff other puppies' pussies without being told to, but she doesn't want to do that without approval anyway. I'd recently bought her a new toy, a small egg with a remote control. I gave it to her before the walk. She was so happy she hopped around like the Easter bunny on steroids.
After about ten minutes of walking outside, we arrived at a busier street. As always, everyone was looking at my Slut Puppy. She walked proudly behind her Miss on her leash, gazing at everyone who smiled sweetly at her. I thought it was a good time to use the remote control. I watched her as I turned on the egg. She stopped dead in her tracks, her legs trembling, and she closed her eyes and opened her mouth slightly. An unfamiliar sensation coursed through her body. But she was a little embarrassed and didn't want anyone to notice. I saw her getting excited and I saw how her body reacted to the vibrating sensation inside her.
I stopped the toy, and she looked at me gratefully. We walked a little further, until we reached the busy town square. Then I turned it on again. She froze, her legs trembling, her thighs pressed together, and she stood there gasping for air with her eyes closed and her mouth open. What a wonderfully horny little puppy she is.
After that, walking became a bit harder for her... She was completely wet and no longer thinking with her head, but with her pussy in stead. We walked home via a different route, but before we got there, I turned on the egg one last time. On the highest setting this time. She trembled, her legs buckled, and through a combination of surprise and intensity, she had a deep and intense orgasm right there on the street, moaning loudly. A few people saw it, and two grabbed their phones to film the moment. She showed off herself and loved the attention. The horny, grateful look on her face was captured, and I'll never forget it. She thanked me like a faithful pup does. When we finally got home, out of pure gratitude, she pampered me for hours with her delicious tongue.
I am the proud owner of a fantastic slut pup and we're going to have a lot more walks like this.