Finally, He’s home…

I hear the front door knob rattle as it’s being turned. I instantly perk my ears up and they start to twitch. With my hearing I knew it was him, instantly. I can tell how he walks up to the front door. Unfolding myself from my current position I brush my hair away from the mint color collar as I make my way towards the living room just in time to see his large, intimidating frame walk through the door and close it behind him. He stares down at me and I know that I’ve done some sort of wrong. I realize I don’t have the proper greeting attire. Sighing, I lower my head and start to disrobe in front of him.

He wanders off towards his chair and flops down with is long, thick tail flopping along the side. He drums his talons on the arm of the couch. He doesn’t even have to tell me what to do next. Without lifting my head I let my feet guide me to the showcase where inside awaited my precious toy. Opening the door, I step inside, turn about and then getting to my knees to display my glory to him.

Waiting Pleasure

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