On A Leash Novels & Stories

I whispered, my voice a breathless mix of nerves and excitement, core throbbing with each step, the leash swaying between my breasts like a pendulum counting down to ecstasy. "Then they get a show, baby," he replied with a wicked, confident grin, turning to face me as we reached the weathered wooden dock, its planks creaking under our weight, the water lapping softly below in rhythmic waves that mirrored my pulsing heartbeat. "But this is our world now—no judgments, no hiding, just you and me owning every fantasy. Hands on the railing—bend over for me." His command was firm but laced with affection, his free hand trailing down my spine as I obeyed, gripping the rough, sun-warmed wood of the

I doubt I will, but I guess you never know. Her cheeks turn a pretty shade of pink once she realizes what she is to wear. I don’t let her speak, though, as I slide the second gift over to her. She gives me a skeptical glance before tearing of the wrapper to this gift with just as much enthusiasm. Her eyes go wide when she lifts the cover and sees the delicate silver leash that sits in the box. “This is what you were talking about, Sir…the leash?” “Yes, precious.” I stand up and take the chain from her, clipping it onto her collar, “See, it isn’t heavy at all, is it?”

Leigh said excitedly, sitting down as the puppy barked and ran toward us. Ah, Callie! George must be laughing at me now. Leigh carried her, embracing the puppy in her arm and sitting on the couch. “You only have a minute,” Kayla reminded her, hanging the leash on the hook. “Alex, please, don’t let her play her much. I’m leaving,” she said, glancing at her wristwatch.

Letting me in on the more considerate side of him that I wasn’t aware existed. “You’re not going to be able to think, let alone speak when he gets going. I also might gag you at some point. You squeeze my hand. One for green, two for yellow and three for red. This way, we can back you down without a full stop if you need us to.” She nods, repeating both of our instructions back to us with full understanding that we are about to take the leashes off. Chapter 1.45 Beg, By Vince

Wren said. Jackson jerked his gaze back to Wren. Wren’s voice had been steady. There was no quiver of fear. No sound of hesitation. Jackson swallowed hard and nodded. He opened the middle console and pulled out the cold metal leash. Jackson forced his gaze up from the coiled length. There was a gentleness in Wren’s eyes. Jackson clenched his hand on the metal. The links bit into the flesh of his palm. Jackson wouldn’t say anything that might mess up Wren’s current state of calmness. He jerked his head in a nod.

"Seems like you're chained in that marriage." I just shaken my shoulder because she was right. I'm already locked up in this marriage, so maybe that's why I want us to be as good as everyone else. "Let's dance outside," Ayesha invited. I know what she's doing. She just wants me to breathe, she wants me to forget even for now. "Did I tell you how lucky I was to be your friend?" I said smiling. As I expected we cringed together so we both just laughed.

Even watching him closely, I still had no clue what he did exactly, or how to replicate it. “Take the reins, Cricket,” Jase directed, and handed me two straps of leather. “Doesn’t he need a leash?” He smiled, shaking his head. “The reins will act as his lead.” I wrinkled my nose. “Not a leash, then.” “No. If he was haltered, he’d have a lead, not a leash.” “To lead him around. I get it.” He chuckled. “Exactly. Keep to his left side, right by his head, and follow me and Boston into the arena. Do you think you can handle that?”

Ryan nodded. "Why'd you have to go for that kind of dog! You just said it's not size that matters!" Ethan growled at him. Ryan scoffed and walked past Ethan, tugging the leash of the dog he was holding. The alsatian followed obediently. "I'll walk the poodle!" Suzanne volunteered and Andrew helped her to attach the leash to its collar. "Here girl," Ashley laughed as she bekoned the small pekinese to herself. Once she had leashed it, she went out to join the others.

Every kid has a grab bag, some change of clothes, snacks, toothbrush and toothpaste, essential items and some things to keep them distracted, all ready incase of an emergency. Grabbing aspens collar and harness I put it on him, most think he’s a huge dog so the harness always helps to make others comfortable around him especially in a different state where he might not exactly be legal. He wears it without complaint, Baylee had him well trained and I know he would go to any lengths just to get her back much like ourselves. After making sure I had everything I meet drake back in our room, he was on the phone shouting out directions, taking the bags from my hand he leads us out of the bedroom

I looked down and saw it was a harness of some kind, it crossed over my chest, with few chains and finally meeting in the back I knew some people wear that for fashion, it wasn't uncomfortable, I didn't mind the style either, made me look like a badass wearing black leather, it did match my collar, but why the hell am I liking this. "You like it, don't hide it from me" he says smiling, fussing over the back of mine. "I like it," I decided to confess. "Pretty and practical," he says, I felt something being attached to my back, I turned around and saw a leash! A freaking leash, I hate him, I hate this! I want it off, I try to get it off but it wouldn't come off. "Take it off! Take it off!" I s