Lil Petey Dog Man Novels & Stories

he said as he turned to leave. "Ummm, Sir, could you please call your dog off?" Caine asked nervously. "Oh, yeah...hahaha...come on here Roofus," the man said to the growling dog. The dog did not seem to hear him and he continued to growl. with Caine locked dead in his sights. "Roofus I said come on now!" The man hollered over his shoulder as he was hurrying the other way. "SIR!" Caine hollered when the dog still did not relent.

"A one-year contract, to be exact. You'll be my...pet, for lack of a better term. And in return, I'll let your father go free." Aurelia's eyes widened in horror, her mind reeling with the implications. "You can't be serious," she whispered, her voice trembling with fear. Baron chuckled, his laughter like a cold breeze. "Oh, but I am, lamb. I am. And you'll do well to remember that. Now, let's get down to business, shall we?" He snapped his fingers, and Marco produced a contract from thin air. Baron slid it across the desk, his eyes gleaming with triumph.

Elle said and Kyle came out of the kitchen and walked towards Elle. "What's the problem?" He asked "She has a nose bleed" Elle said "My Pet?" Kyle said as he turned to Eva and Elle nodded "I'm not your pet Kyle" Eva said and Kyle smiled "Okk..Since you are not my pet, stop your nose bleed yourself" He said about to walk back to the kitchen when Eva said "Fine, fine, fine. I'm your Pet" Kyle had a small smile on his face when he heard her and said "Not convincing enough". Eva sighed and said in a playful voice "I'm your Pet. Your one and only Pet". Kyle smirked and walked towards her and held her hand as he went to where he kept the first aid.

He barked harshly. "Who are you?" Lily summoned courage and questioned. Why was he questioning them? "You aren't qualified to know who I am. How dare you kill my pet?!" He roared. Lily and Kyra moved back in fear. What?! Pet? Was this man calling that large looking creature which had almost killed them a pet? "What are you talking about mister?" Kyra asked in a shaky voice. "I'm going to destroy the both of you!" He roared angrily as he approached them.

He smiled as he pinched my nipple, eliciting a moan out of my parted lips and juice out of my slutty cunt. My stomach churned in the most beautiful way as butterflies flew in my stomach and along with that, Enzo patted my head like I was some sort of a pet. I am a pet. His Pet. His Slut. “I wasn’t expecting you to be able to move with your legs wobbly like that, little slut,” He said, his voice gruff as he lifted me off the bed and began making his way to the bathroom. “You’ve been a good girl for Daddy.”

“Open.” He lifted a brow, amused, but didn’t move. “Killian,” I said, mock-stern. “Eat.” “I’m fine—” “Please? I want you to eat too.” I gave him my best puppy eyes. “There’ll be a reward if you do.” His eyes darkened instantly. “A reward?” I nodded, suddenly shy but determined. He opened his mouth obediently. I slid the fork in, watching him chew, then cut another piece. And another. Every time he swallowed I praised him softly.

she said. "Lila—" Petra started. "Where's the dog now," I said. "My sister has him," Lila said. "In Bend. We're going to get him back when we're settled." "What's his name," I said. "Archer," she said. "He's a golden retriever. He's four years old and he knows three tricks." "When you're settled," I said, "let Grayson know and he'll help arrange transportation for Archer." I looked at Petra. "We can do that."

Bang. This time, I heard movement. A shuffle, followed by the sound of a lock clicking. The door creaked open just a sliver, revealing an elderly man. He was thin, with wispy gray hair and deep wrinkles that seemed to map out a long life. His faded brown eyes narrowed as he peered at me. "What is it? Who are you?" His voice was hoarse, suspicious. Before I could answer, a small dog—no, a puppy—poked its head out, barking at me in a mix of excitement and hostility. It hopped around my feet, its missing leg instantly catching my attention.

Ahh here he is " Pete." I called for him The dogs barked all of them " What?" He questioned " So you're upset, spider?" I asked him as I made my way near him, ignoring the dogs I don't know why they hate me. " I don't want to talk, please, if you want something tell me or let me be." Artimis stood in front of him and showed me his tusks as Pete caressed him and said, " Easy easy." " Make me some juice."

The man’s eyes landed on Sachin and surprisingly they softened instantly. “Well, if it isn’t the boy who tried to steal my cinnamon rolls.” the man boomed, his voice was deep but warm. Sachin grinned. “I was hungry.” “You were bold too” the man added. He stepped closer, and despite his intimidating size, his movements were careful and deliberate. He clapped a massive hand on Sachin’s shoulder, nearly knocking him off balance. “You’re alive,” the man said approvingly. “Mostly,” Sachin replied.