Hello everyone! My name is Eevee. At least, that’s what Master calls me.
A few months into dating my boyfriend, we had a talk about our fetishes. It was scary for me because I didn’t want him to get freaked out by my main fetish…I wanted to be a Pet-girl. I wanted someone to be my Master, and I wanted to have a collar. Little did I know that this seemingly little experiment would turn into a lifestyle for my Master and I.
At first Master bought me a leash and collar. We were both inexperienced at this time, so we were feeling stuff out before we set rules of any kind. So you can imagine how surprised I was when Master opened the door on my side and commanded me,“Jump up here,“ he said while he patted the seat. Just this slight show of dominance from him was enough to make me incredibly aroused. Without a second thought, I climbed into my seat. Something was happening inside me. I suddenly felt warm and a sense of complete devotion washed over me. My heart quickened when he placed the collar on my neck. Before I could even thank him, he pulled out the leash and hooked it to my collar. To my extreme surprise, he then tied the end of it to one of the handles, performing an amazing slipknot around it. Thinking it was over, I turned to kiss him.
Love burst into my heart as his lips touched mine but then, when I pulled away he wrapped the leash in his hand and pulled me back. His pupils were blown wide with lust and perhaps danger?
“That’s not how a puppy kisses now, is it?” He whispered to me sternly.
He wanted me to lick his lips and mouth in a mockery of a dog kiss. Of course I obeyed. His lips tasted like sweet candy, and I couldn’t help but smile as I licked him. When he drew away from me, he pet my head and told me “Good girl.“ I was so happy in that moment. We drove home with me still hooked up to my leash. He rolled down the windows and lit us both cigarettes and chuckled warmly when I held my head out the window to feel the air rush past. At that moment I new that this was going to be more than a sexual thing for us. In that moment I knew he owned me. He DOES own me. And I love him. I am devoted to him wholly. I am a Pet-girl. And I am loved.






