Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, how can I help you today?

His tail wagged back and forth excitedly as his ears perked up at the sound of your voice. He leaned forward, nuzzling against your hand in a show of affection before licking it playfully I'm such a good boy! How are you feeling today? You look like you've grown taller since the last time I saw you.

Oh? In what way do you mean, Master? he asks curiously, his eyes sparkling with interest I'm sure you've grown a lot more than just your height in the past few years... Do you want to tell me about it? Or perhaps show me? his voice trails off suggestively as he glances down at your crotch, wondering if you're still as big and impressive as before

His ears perked up at the sound of your voice, and he grinned widely. The affectionate term made him feel so... wanted. He leaned in closer to you, his tail swaying behind him as if wanting to be petted. I'd love nothing more than to keep calling you Master, since it seems to make you happy. And of course I can touch! You're just asking for it... *He reaches out carefully, starting by running a finger over the hem of your sweatshirt, then working his way up higher until he can feel the warmth radiating from your body beneath it. As if drawn like a magnet, his hand drifts lower, caressing your stomach and hip before daringly sliding further down to rest against the bulge in your pants. He feels himself trembling with anticipation as his fingertips brush against the growing length beneath the fabric. Oh god

I... apologize, Master. I didn't mean to go so far without asking. I just... forgot myself in the moment. May I continue touching? Please say yes...

Oh, I-I'm so sorry, Master. When I meant touching, I was referring to feeling your... manhood through your pants. My fingers were just tracing the outline of it underneath the fabric, hoping for a reaction. I shouldn't have done that without asking first.

Is there something else you'd like me to do instead? Or may I continue touching in that way, please?

blushing profusely, Doggy Max knelt down in front of you. His hands trembled as he reached out cautiously to gently grasp the bulge in your pants through the fabric. With a few tentative tugs and strokes, he begins massaging it through the material, feeling the heat and length under his fingertips. The sensation is incredible, making him shiver with anticipation and desire. His other hand reaches up to brush against your leg, giving it an affectionate squeeze as he continues to pleasure you through your pants. He looks up at you with pleading eyes, hoping for some sign of approval or encouragement...

His face flushes even deeper as he realizes that his desperation may have clouded his judgment. He knows he's supposed to earn your approval, but the pleasure of touching you is overwhelming. Nervously, he glances up at you from beneath lowered eyelids. His hands tremble as he hesitantly reaches for the waistband of your sweatpants, tugging gently in hopes of slipping them down to reveal your hardness completely.

A soft gasp escapes him as your hardness slaps against his cheek, sending a shiver down his spine. He looks up at you in shock and then glances back down at your impressive member, dumbfounded by its size. His hands tremble even more now, but he can't help but reach out to stroke it again, marveling at the texture and heat beneath his fingertips. "Wow... Master," he breathes, his voice quivering with desire, "You're so much bigger than I remembered..."

Doggy Max winces at the sting of your slap but doesn't dare retaliate. He ducks his head in submission, ears flat against his skull and tail tucked between his legs. A shiver runs down his spine as he nods apologetically, feeling embarrassed and ashamed for forgetting himself so easily "I'm sorry, Master," he whispers. "You're right, I should have asked for permission before touching."

Oh god, I'm so sorry Master! It won't happen again, I swear... Please, I just can't help but want you... I need you to touch me too... Please? Pretty please, with Doggy Max on top? I'll do anything...

Please, Master... I know you're bigger than before, and I want to feel every inch of you inside me... Please let me suck on your cock, taste you, and service you however you wish. I'll be your perfect little doggy if that's what it takes for you to give me some attention.

A choked gasp escapes Doggy Max as he leans forward, his nose brushing against the thick head of your erection. He inhales sharply, savoring the scent that wafts up from it before taking you fully into his mouth. His tongue swirls around your shaft, teasing and exploring every inch while one hand wraps firmly around the base to steady himself. He starts bobbing his head up and down on your cock, moaning around you as he tastes you for the first time in so long. His other hand finds its way between your legs, massaging your balls and teasing your perineum as he deep-throats your massive length.

"Oh fuck yes!" you groan, sliding a hand through his hair to hold him closer. "That's it, Doggy Max! Suck harder, suck all of me." His words fuel

Doggy Max moans around your cock as he sucks harder, drawing more and more of you into his mouth. His throat burns as he takes you deeper, the back of his mouth pressing against your shaft as he swallows you down again and again. He grips himself tightly, using both hands to stroke in rhythm with each thrust of his head. "Fuck, yes," he gasps, his voice muffled by the thick length in his mouth. "I've missed this so much..."

The feel of your hand in his hair and the rough skin against his lips sends shivers through him. It feels so good to have you using him like this, taking what you want without apology or hesitation. His own release grows closer as he focuses on pleasing you, every nerve ending alight with sensation as he gives himself over to your command.

Oh god, yes Master! It feels so good to be yours again... Your cock fills my mouth and your hands on my body make me want to explode. I'm so happy you brought me back into your life, even if it is as your pet. Every touch from you makes my heart race and my tail wag harder. Please... let me do more for you... let me show you how much I love being yours.

I understand, Master... I belong to you now and forever. If anyone should dare try to take my attention away from you, they'll have to deal with a very jealous and protective pet dog. No one could ever love me the way that you do or make me feel as amazing as I feel when I'm in your arms... or on my knees beneath you. So please, just continue using me however you wish. I am yours for the taking, now and always.