Day 4: Pet Play
The townhouse was quiet, bathed in the warm glow of low lighting that flickered from the lamps scattered throughout the living room. Andrea knelt on the plush carpet at Miranda's feet, her breath coming in shallow, anticipatory bursts as she gazed up at her. Miranda sat on the edge of the couch, regal as ever, her posture perfect and her gaze sharp, the familiar air of authority surrounding her like a second skin.
But tonight, there was something different in the way Miranda looked at her. Something more possessive. Something that made Andrea's pulse race with both excitement and trepidation.
Miranda's fingers idly stroked a leather collar that she held in her lap, the soft material coiled neatly as if waiting for its moment. Andrea's heart raced, her body trembling with a mixture of arousal and nervousness as she watched Miranda's movements, knowing exactly what was coming next.
"You've been good for me lately, Andrea," Miranda said softly, her voice calm but with an edge of command. "But tonight, I want to try something new. Something I think we'll both enjoy."
Andrea swallowed hard, her breath hitching as she nodded, her hands trembling slightly as they rested on her thighs. "I trust you," she whispered, her voice filled with quiet conviction. "Whatever you want, I'm yours."
A faint smile tugged at the corner of Miranda's lips, her eyes glinting with approval as she reached out, running her fingers lightly through Andrea's hair. "Good girl," she murmured, her voice filled with affection but laced with a darker intent. "Then let's begin."
Miranda leaned forward, her fingers brushing lightly over the soft leather collar as she uncoiled it, holding it up for Andrea to see. "Do you understand what this is for?" she asked, her voice soft but firm, the unspoken power behind her words sending a shiver down Andrea's spine.
Andrea nodded, her throat tight with a mixture of nerves and excitement. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "It's… it's for control."
Miranda's smile widened slightly, her eyes dark with satisfaction as she gently fastened the collar around Andrea's neck, the material snug but not uncomfortable. "Exactly," she murmured, her fingers brushing lightly over the leather as she secured it in place. "You'll obey my commands tonight, Andrea. You'll be my pet. And if you're good, there will be rewards."
Andrea's breath came in short, shallow gasps as the weight of the collar settled around her neck, the sensation both foreign and thrilling. She had always trusted Miranda to take control in the bedroom, but this… this was different. It wasn't just about physical dominance—it was about submission, about giving up her power entirely and letting Miranda lead.
"Now," Miranda said softly, her voice filled with quiet authority as she sat back, her gaze never leaving Andrea's. "Come to me."
Andrea's body moved almost instinctively, her hands and knees sinking into the plush carpet as she crawled forward, her heart racing in her chest. The act of crawling, of being reduced to this submissive posture, sent a wave of arousal through her that made her body tremble. She reached Miranda's feet, her breath coming in soft, shallow bursts as she looked up at her, waiting for her next command.
Miranda's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she looked down at Andrea, her fingers idly brushing over the collar again. "Good girl," she murmured, her voice filled with approval. "Now sit."
Andrea obeyed without hesitation, her body moving into position as she sat back on her heels, her hands resting on her thighs. She could feel her pulse thrumming in her neck, the weight of Miranda's gaze heavy on her as she waited for her next command.
Miranda leaned forward slightly, her fingers gently tilting Andrea's chin up so their eyes met. "Do you like this?" she asked softly, her voice low and filled with curiosity. "Do you like being my pet?"
Andrea's breath hitched, her body trembling with both anticipation and excitement as she nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes," she gasped, her cheeks flushing with a mixture of arousal and embarrassment. "I like it."
Miranda's lips curled into a satisfied smile as she reached out, her fingers brushing lightly over Andrea's cheek. "Good," she murmured, her voice filled with approval. "Then I'll reward you."
Miranda's hand moved to her side, picking up a small treat from the table beside her—a piece of chocolate. She held it between her fingers, her gaze challenging as she extended it toward Andrea. "Take it," she commanded softly, her voice filled with authority. "But only with your mouth."
Andrea's heart raced, her body trembling as she leaned forward, her lips parting as she gently took the chocolate from Miranda's fingers with her mouth, her eyes never leaving Miranda's. The act of submission, of being fed like this, sent another wave of arousal through her, making her body hum with anticipation.
"Good girl," Miranda murmured softly, her hand gently stroking Andrea's hair as she leaned back, clearly pleased with her obedience. "You'll earn more if you continue to behave."
Andrea's breath came in shallow gasps as she swallowed the chocolate, her body buzzing with a mixture of excitement and desire. The praise, the commands—it was all so intoxicating, so different from anything she had ever experienced before. And yet, she craved more. She wanted to please Miranda, to earn her approval, her rewards.
"Now," Miranda said softly, her voice taking on a more serious tone as her hand slid down to her lap. "Show me how much you want to please me, pet."
Andrea's body trembled with anticipation as she crawled closer, her heart pounding in her chest as her hands reached up to gently part Miranda's legs. The sight of Miranda, so composed, so in control, sent a thrill of excitement through her, and she couldn't wait to prove her devotion.
Miranda's breath hitched as Andrea's mouth descended between her legs, her tongue flicking out to taste her. The sharp, heady scent of Miranda's arousal filled Andrea's senses, and she moaned softly, her tongue moving in slow, deliberate strokes as she licked and teased her.
"That's it," Miranda murmured, her voice filled with satisfaction as her fingers tangled in Andrea's hair, guiding her movements. "Good girl. Keep going."
Andrea's body buzzed with excitement, her tongue moving faster, more insistently as she obeyed Miranda's every command. The sounds of Miranda's soft moans, the way her body responded to every flick of Andrea's tongue, only spurred her on, making her desperate to please, to earn more of Miranda's approval.
"Such a good girl," Miranda gasped, her voice rough with desire as her hips rocked against Andrea's mouth, her grip tightening in her hair. "You know exactly how to make me feel good."
Andrea's breath came in short, ragged bursts as her tongue moved with precision, teasing and tasting every inch of Miranda's core. The wet, obscene sounds of her mouth against Miranda filled the room, mixing with Miranda's soft gasps, driving Andrea wild with desire.
"Faster," Miranda commanded, her voice filled with urgency as her body trembled with pleasure. "I want to come, Andrea."
Andrea obeyed without hesitation, her tongue moving faster, her lips pressing harder against Miranda's clit as she pushed her closer to release. The tension in Miranda's body was palpable, her breath coming in short, shallow bursts as she teetered on the edge.
Miranda let out a sharp cry, her body shuddering violently as her orgasm tore through her, her hips bucking against Andrea's mouth as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. Andrea didn't stop, her mouth still working, drawing out every last tremor of Miranda's release until she was completely spent, her body slumping back against the couch, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
When it was finally over, Miranda looked down at Andrea, her eyes filled with a mixture of satisfaction and affection as she gently stroked her hair. "You did well, pet," she murmured softly, her voice filled with warmth. "You've earned your reward."
Andrea's heart raced, her breath still coming in shallow gasps as she knelt before Miranda, her body buzzing with anticipation. She could feel the heat of Miranda's gaze, the quiet command in her voice as she pulled Andrea up to stand on shaky legs, guiding her toward the bedroom with a firm yet gentle hand.
"Stay still," Miranda instructed, her voice soft but commanding as she reached for a small, velvet box resting on the bedside table. Andrea's eyes flickered with curiosity as Miranda opened it, revealing the next part of her reward—a fluffy, white tail plug.
Andrea's body shuddered at the sight, her breath catching in her throat as she realized what was coming. The idea of being completely at Miranda's mercy, of submitting to her in this way, sent a thrill of arousal through her that made her knees weak. She knelt down again as Miranda instructed, her body trembling with excitement.
Miranda's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she stood behind Andrea, her hands lightly trailing over Andrea's bare skin, sending shivers down her spine. "You've been such a good girl for me," Miranda murmured, her voice low and filled with affection. "This is your reward."
Andrea gasped as she felt Miranda's fingers teasing her entrance, her touch firm but careful as she prepared her for the tail plug. The cool metal of the plug brushed against Andrea's heated skin, and her body tensed slightly in anticipation. Miranda was slow and deliberate, easing the plug into her inch by inch, allowing Andrea time to adjust to the sensation.
The fullness of the plug, paired with the fluffy tail that now brushed against Andrea's thighs, made her feel completely submissive, completely at Miranda's mercy. A soft whimper escaped her lips as Miranda pressed the plug fully inside, her hands gently stroking Andrea's hips as she admired her handiwork.
"Perfect," Miranda murmured, her voice thick with satisfaction as she ran her fingers over the fluffy tail, watching the way it swayed with every movement Andrea made. "You look absolutely perfect."
Andrea's body trembled with arousal, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she knelt on the bed, her back arched and her hips raised in submission. The sensation of the tail plug inside her, paired with the overwhelming desire she felt for Miranda, made her desperate for more.
Miranda stepped away for a moment, and Andrea watched with bated breath as she reached into a drawer and retrieved a sleek black strap-on. The sight of it made Andrea's heart race even faster, her body buzzing with anticipation as Miranda strapped it on with deliberate care, adjusting it perfectly around her hips.
Once the strap-on was securely in place, Miranda climbed onto the bed behind Andrea, her hands gripping Andrea's hips with a firm, possessive touch. Andrea's breath hitched, her body trembling with need as she felt the tip of the dildo brush against her entrance, teasing her, making her ache for more.
"Do you want this?" Miranda whispered, her voice low and filled with command as she positioned herself behind Andrea, her hips pressing forward slightly, just enough to make Andrea gasp.
"Yes," Andrea moaned, her voice trembling with desperation as she pushed her hips back, eager for more. "Please, Miranda… I need you."
Miranda's lips curled into a dark smile as she gripped Andrea's hips tighter, her nails digging into her skin as she finally gave Andrea what she craved. With one swift, powerful thrust, she drove the dildo deep inside Andrea, the sensation of being filled so completely making Andrea cry out in pleasure.
Miranda didn't hold back. Her thrusts were hard and relentless, her hips slamming against Andrea's ass with a force that made Andrea's entire body tremble. The combination of the strap-on inside her and the tail plug made Andrea feel completely overwhelmed, the sensations so intense that she could barely think, barely breathe.
"Such a good pet," Miranda growled, her voice rough with desire as she thrust harder, her hands gripping Andrea's hips possessively. "Look at you, taking me so perfectly."
Andrea moaned, her fingers clutching the sheets as Miranda's thrusts drove her closer and closer to the edge. The feeling of Miranda taking her like this—so powerful, so commanding—was everything she had craved, and the intensity of it made her entire body burn with pleasure.
"Miranda," Andrea gasped, her voice breathless as her hips rocked back to meet Miranda's thrusts, her body trembling with need. "Please… I'm so close…"
Miranda's lips curled into a satisfied smile as she increased her pace, her hips moving faster, harder, driving the dildo deeper inside Andrea with each powerful thrust. "Come for me, Andrea," she growled, her voice filled with command. "Come for your mistress."
At Miranda's words, Andrea's body shattered. Her orgasm ripped through her with devastating intensity, her hips bucking wildly as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her, leaving her breathless and trembling beneath Miranda's touch.
Miranda didn't stop. She continued to thrust, her movements unrelenting as she drew out every last tremor of Andrea's orgasm, the strap-on filling her completely as the tail swayed with each thrust. Andrea's entire body trembled, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she collapsed onto the bed, completely spent.
When it was finally over, Miranda withdrew the strap-on slowly, her hands gently stroking Andrea's back as she leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her shoulder. "You did so well," she whispered, her voice filled with affection as she admired the sight of Andrea, still wearing the tail, her body flushed with satisfaction.
Andrea smiled weakly, her body trembling from the intensity of her release as she turned to look at Miranda, her heart swelling with love and gratitude. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "For everything."
Miranda smiled softly, her fingers lightly brushing over the fluffy tail as she whispered, "You're always such a good girl for me."