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As she heard the sound of the door opening, the foxgirl eagerly rushed over to the door, crawling onto the ground to nuzzle against her beloved master's leg.
"Goodness, pet, did you really miss me that much? I wasn't out for that long, you know." Gwylan teased with a smile, as she continued to rub her head against his leg.
"Mhm…" she mumbled in response. Gwylan began to walk over to a small couch deeper in the shop that he had recently purchased her for her, setting his groceries down on a nearby table, as she happily trotted along behind him, before leaping onto the couch, her tail wagging.
Gwylan sat down on the couch next to her, softly rubbing the top of her head, as she began to pant, adjusting herself to lean over him.
"Dear…what are you doing, I wonder?" Gwylan asked, as she let out a needy whine and began to hump his leg.
Gwylan clicked his tongue, before he extended his hand towards her collar, extending a leash out of it, yanking her towards him and a little farther from his leg, prompting her to let out a surprised squeak.
"Bad girl. Did I give you permission to do that?" he scolded her with a playful tone of voice. The foxgirl whimpered in response.
"Dear, if you want something, you have to ask for it first."
She let out another sad whimper. "Please.. pretty pleaseee.." she pleaded, desperate to feel any kind of contact with her dear master.
"Well, maybe I would've said yes, had you not already tried to do something before asking. Maybe I need to train you a little, my dear.", he said as he pulled her onto the couch next to him, before standing up, and giving a light tug on the leash as she stood up with a sad frown.
He led her over to a bedroom. "Dear, lay down on the bed now. Naughty kits need to be disciplined, after all."
She obeyed his instruction without question, laying down on her back, as he released her leash, and started undressing her from her large button-down shirt. Gwylan then began to pull out some soft restraints from nearby in the room, tying her limbs to the bedposts.
He then crawled onto the bed over her, looking into her eyes with a slightly devious smile. "I think you need to learn a little bit about restraint."
The foxgirl whimpered pitifully, her fluids already beginning to leak out of her and onto the bedsheets below her.
"I see you're already getting quite excited, my dear." he teased, as he took her leash once again in one hand, while lowering the other down near her wet entrance.
He began to slowly rub circles onto her clit, making her squirm from the sensation, as she attempted to buck her hips into his hand, desperate for more.
He quickly withdrew his hand, giving her leash a light tug. "My lovely pet, you truly don't know how to restrain yourself, do you? It's certainly an endearing trait of yours, but..for right now, I want you to be a good girl and lay still."
She nodded. "Okay.. I'll be a good girl.." she whined.
He smiled down at her. "Good.", he responded, before lowering his fingers back down to rub her clit.
She whined again softly, doing her best to remain perfectly still even as her animalistic instincts made her want to move her hips in spite of his instructions.
As he slowly rubbed her clit, she began to pant slightly, feeling a heat rise within her core from the feeling.
Gwylan took notice of her reactions, and quickly withdrew his fingers.
"Master…? Why'd you stop..keep goingg.." she pleaded, frustrated at being denied his touch.
"You're not going to cum until I say so, dear.". His words resonated inside her head, as he lowered his hand back down to her clit, with a faster pace this time.
She was using all of her willpower to not move, desperate for the sweet relief of his touch, but…his hypnosis was working as well as usual. An orgasm wasn't coming, and she was becoming more and more desperate for it as her cheeks reddened and the pleasure washed over her.
He released her leash, leaving it to lie on the bed next to her, before bringing that hand down to her entrance, probing around it, getting it wet with her juices.
Gwylan then plunged that finger into her, with a smile on his face that always gave her butterflies no matter the occasion.
As he continued toying with her clit, he began to thrust his finger inside towards her G-spot, enjoying the look on her face as she writhed in pleasure and need.
"Oh, what a good girl you are, not moving. Should I reward you?" he asked, as she nodded frantically.
"I want a reward! Reward! Pleaasssseee.." she begged, as she twitched around his finger.
"Alright, alright.. you've been a good girl, so I'd say you've earned it."
Gwylan slowly inserted another finger, quickening his pace of fingering her, and rubbing her clit with his other hand.
"Now, come for me.", he commanded, her mind and body accepting the command as she began to shake and convulse around his fingers, letting out a cry of pleasure as her orgasm washed over her, Gwylan still pleasuring her through it.
She panted as he removed his hands from her, patting her on the head. "Aww, who's my good girl?" he asked.
"It's me! I'm your good girl!" she responded with a lovedrunk look on her face as she stared up at him with complete adoration.
"You know, I tease you for being so needy, but.. I'm feeling a little bit pent up myself, here. Do you think you have one more in you, kit?". The foxgirl glanced down at his lower half, noticing his obvious bulge.
He began to remove his tunic and pants, and positioned his dick towards her drenched entrance.
She nodded eagely as he teased her entrance with his length, wetting it with her fluids. Once he felt he had prepared adequately, he began to slowly push himself inside her, smiling at her eager, drooling expression.
He inserted the last of his length into her, bottoming out with a moan that sent a wave of arousal straight through her core.
Gwylan grabbed the leash beside her, still connected to her collar, before pulling it up towards him, leaning down to lick at her neck. He began to thrust inside her, steadily increasing his pace, as he licked at her neck, before biting down, causing her to gasp aloud.
Gwylan's pace was fast and frantic, she could tell he was just as desperate to feel her as she was to feel him.
"Dear.. I'm going to finish inside you.. I'm going to fill you up, okay? Now, cum for me again." He commanded, her body beginning to clench around him in orgasm as she felt his cock throb inside her.
He finished inside her with another moan of pleasure, making her gasp with delight as his essence filled her up, his knot swelling inside her, blocking it from spilling out.
He leaned down, and buried his face in her breasts with a satisfied sigh, wrapping his arms around her. A few minutes later, the knot began to deflate, as he slowly pulled out of her, and stood up.
He began to quickly release her limbs from the restraints, taking her hand in his. She began to stand up, supported by him as her legs shook slightly after two orgasms.
"Alright, pet, shall we wash up now?" he asked. She nodded, and he began to lead her out of the room holding her hand, making their way over to the garden, as he brought out a hose and began to fill the garden's wooden tub with hot water.
He grabs a sponge, before sitting in the tub, tugging on her hand and gesturing for her to sit. The foxgirl obeys, sitting onto his lap, a contented sigh leaving her lips at the warm temperature of the water, leaning her head back into his chest as he dips the sponge into the water and begins to scrub around her pussy, her tail wrapping around his leg under the water.
He gently scrubs near her opening, as she closes her eyes, relaxing her body. She slowly begins to drift off into slumber, lulled into relaxation by the gentle touch of her beloved master.
She eventually opens her eyes once again, finding herself on a couch, her head in Gwylan's lap. She looks up at him with a sleepy smile.
"I see you're awake now, dear. Have a nice nap?" he asks with an amused smile on his face.
"Mhm.." she murmurs.
"If you're still tired, feel free to go back to sleep. I don't mind." he replies, petting her head gently. She closes her eyes once again, nuzzling her head into his lap happily.
After a few minutes, she opened her eyes slightly. "I love you, Gwy..g'night..", she mumbles, feeling herself drift back off into slumber.
She could've sworn she heard him say something in response, but she wasn't awake enough to register what he said, as she drifted off into a happy, peaceful slumber. She wouldn't trade this happiness for the world.