I am Aspen, a 20-year-old southern pet with dirty blonde hair in pigtails, a small ass, and perky breasts. My master has collared me, and I am his perfectly obedient little slut.
Every morning, I crawl to his bed, my hands and knees making soft sounds against the wooden floor. I nuzzle against his legs, my tongue lapping at his skin, begging for his attention. He runs his fingers through my hair, and I purr like a kitten, my body trembling with desire.
“Good girl,” he says, and my heart skips a beat. I love it when he calls me that. It means I’ve pleased him, and that I’ll be rewarded for my obedience.
He trains me to please him in every way. I learn to wrap my lips around his cock, my tongue swirling around the tip, my cheeks hollowed as I suck him deep. I learn to spread my legs wide, my pussy wet and ready for him to take me. I learn to moan and gasp, to beg for more, to scream his name as I cum.
I am his southern pet, his slutty little girl, and I love every moment of it. I wear my collar with pride, knowing that it marks me as his. I crawl for him, I beg for him, I please him in every way he desires.
And when he’s satisfied, when he’s filled me with his cum, I curl up at his feet, my head resting on his knee. I am his good girl, his perfect pet, and I will do anything to please him.
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