It was a bright Sunday morning for December and looking at my pet sleeping at the foot of the bed, an idea occured to me. She had spent most of the weekend with a vibrator inside her fastened to the crotchrope as well as a tail in the butt plug. By now, the juices in her lower hole far surpased the saliva saturating the panties gagged inside her mouth.

I tapped my foot against the tail, causing her to awaken with a groan. Bending down, I flipped the switch on the vibrator and a frustrated moan escaped. She stretched her arms and legs, offering me a view of her drenched body with her hands above her head, constrained by the twelve inches of chain. I smiled at her gyrating hips before leading her downstairs by the leash around her neck.

She wagged her tail at the front door where I stopped, knowing what is expected of her. I opend the door to the front lawn but instead of letting go of the leash, I slowly removed the soaked panties from her mouth. Her puzzled look turned into surprise as I positioned the panties over her head, making sure the back waistband covered her eyes and the crotch disappeared over the top. Her expression betrayed the deep humiliation of the pink blindfold and she wagged her tail more as her juices poured down her thighs. I then watched with amusement after I playfully smacked her bottom as she crawled hesitantly forward in search of the paper.

Did I mention that my subscription ended last weekend?