Petplay Novels & Stories

A new way to climb on top without actually climbing. Omegas being shields. Omegas being the Alpha’s construction builders. Omegas being…sex slaves. Well the latter is not new to me considering we’ve been through worse, but… ‘Being it an actual title? Alpha’s Pet? Seriously?!’ I can only pray to the Moon Goddess that our pussy would survive for at least a day if one of us is even hired.

I had to make her stay. "Wait..." I called after her, and she stopped, her hand resting on the doorknob. Slowly, she removed it, and I continued, "I have a proposal, and if you agree, I'll take you home." The words tumbled out, and I hadn't even formulated a specific plan, but one instantly materialized in my head, and I was eager to set it in motion. "What do you mean? What kind of proposal?" "In exchange for the most luxurious life you can imagine, you would become my companion or, rather should I say PET."

“I hear you’ve found yourself a new playground… Mr. Cole, wasn’t it?” I gritted my teeth. “What do you want?” “To warn you,” she said smoothly. “Don’t think for a second that you’ve escaped me. I know what your father left you, and I know where your pride led you. Cole Enterprises is no place for a girl like you. You’ll either break… or he’ll break you.” Her words were meant to scare me, but they had the opposite effect. I’m stronger than you think. “I’m not afraid of him… or you,” I said, and hung up.

Mom's next appointment was covered. By week two, I had regulars. 'Jenna's Live' became appointment viewing. I rotated outfits: catwoman in black latex, ears and tail, claws scratching lightly over my skin. 'Purr for me, kitty.' I did, on hands and knees, tail plug in my ass...new addition, the fullness making every move electric. Teasing my pussy with fingers while the plug shifted, I mewled, 'Meow...want to pet this pussy?' Requests got filthier. 'Double penetration.'

He praised her lavishly for every act of obedience, his deep voice making her pussy throb. By mid-afternoon, he led her to his private playroom—a beautifully designed space with soft lighting, a large padded platform bed, and discreet cabinets full of toys. Bella’s eyes widened at the collection. “Today we begin your training,” Damien murmured, guiding her onto the platform on all fours. “Relax and breathe for Daddy.”

Beside me, Finn Parker was doing a terrible job of pretending to study. Watching him out of the corner of my eye, I noticed he was staring at the same page of his textbook about enzymes, but his eyes weren't moving. He sat rigid with his shoulders hunched up to his ears like a turtle trying to retreat into its shell, and he flinched every time my weight shifted or a loud exhale escaped me.

Torture. Back to the stream. I arch, cut falling open completely, breasts spilling free. “Who wants to see me come for you?” I purr, grabbing the toy from the nightstand, which I hadn't realised he had taken back. I drag it along my slit, teasing, then push it inside with a gasp. The vibration kicks on low when I hit the button. BigDaddy69: $25 – scream for me DarkHorseX: $30 – use both holes

He looked at Alex lying unconscious against the wall, then looked at the little plastic detonator safely resting in my palm. "Did... did I just stab a mob boss with a fountain pen?" Damon asked, his voice shaking with pure shock. "You did," I said, breathing hard as I stepped over the shattered glass and knelt beside them. "Not bad for an overpaid playboy." I grabbed the thick zip-ties binding Julian's wrists and snapped the heavy plastic like it was dry spaghetti. Then, with a quick yank, I peeled the duct tape off the kid's mouth. Julian gasped, sucking in air, coughing and clutching his bruised wrists. He looked up at Damon with wide, tearful eyes.

I still needed to add a lot of pieces and redo some of my old work, because I wasn't happy with it anymore. I took some scissors and opened up the package very carefully. After digging through the layers of red tissue paper, I finally found my items and placed them on the table. Before me were cat ears, a choker and a tail. I'd been wanting to try pet play and found this little set online. I couldn't resist the temptation to buy it.

Ashton explained. So that’s the story they were going with. Good to know. I’m guessing what’s in the syringe is really Adder’s venom. It makes sense. My pet is no meek girl. She's a fighter through and through. The officer looked at Adder. “Miss, can you tell me what happened?” he asked. Knowing that Adder was playing a part, I decided to do my part, rubbing her back. Okay, so I liked holding her close like this, but this is a show for now. “It’s alright, pet. Go ahead and tell the officer what happened.” I encouraged her.