Chapter 1: The Bet That Bound Him
Sarah's laugh cut through the smoky bar like a whip. "Jack, you cocky bastard, double or nothing on the next hand. Loser wears the suit and plays pet for the weekend. My rules."
Jack leaned in, eyes gleaming. "You're on, but when I win, that tight pussy of yours is mine for the night."
Cards flew. Bets soared. Jack's grin faded as Sarah laid down her winning hand with a wicked smirk. "Looks like your hard cock just got demoted, loser. Strip. Now."
He shed his clothes, cock already twitching hard despite the loss. Sarah circled him, her voice sharp and teasing. "Good boy. This bitch suit will make you look just like my real dog—tail, ears, and all. But you're the one getting the knotted treatment."
She fastened the sleek black suit around him, the material hugging his ass and forcing a submissive pose. Jack panted, sweating as arousal built. "This is insane, Sarah. You're really going to keep me like an animal?"
"Exactly," she purred, strapping on the thick knotted dildo. Her pussy was already wet and dripping with power. "Down on all fours, next to Rex. You're both my pets tonight." Jack dropped, horny and exposed, as she positioned behind him. The dildo pressed against his ass, and with one thrust she buried it deep. He groaned, the knot stretching him while she pumped harder, her strong hands gripping his hips. "Take it, bitch. Feel that knot swell?"
Jack's cock throbbed, dripping pre-cum as she rode him relentlessly. Sarah's breathing grew ragged, her body glistening with sweat. "You're going to come for me like the pet you are," she commanded, witty and unyielding. The explosive rhythm built, knot locking in as waves of pleasure crashed over them both.
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