Pet for a Day: Manticore maledom smut

Long green text I did for the Manticore thread on /monster/ that involved a manticore getting gently dommed by her husband. Fetishs include gentle maledom (no humiliation or sadism), some light pet play, manticores, and vanilla. Because I'm a huge vanilla faggot.

"Pet."
"Pet wake up. I think it's time for your morning milking~"
 I open my eyes to see my Manticore wife Dahlia pressed again my chest.
"Sweetie, you know I love tail pussy time. But I've got a meeting today. I really want to be fresh. And I know how…into it you can get when you get going.”
Her tail pussy droops slightly, as though its feelings have been hurt. “Oh that’s too bad dear. But you’ve forgotten the most important aspect of our relationship. “She leans in close to my ear. “I’m the dominant one.”
 I feel a prick on the inner part of my thigh and my vision becomes slightly blurry as my veins carry the toxin to my heart. My heart starts to beat faster, pumping more blood into my extremities and causing my dick to become rock hard in almost an instant.
”Godammit.”
 Dahlia didn’t let me go for almost an hour. I was almost late to work and my boss noticed my flushed face and twitchiness, telltale signs of Manticore venom.  I stumbled through the presentation. Luckily I knew my stuff, but my delivery was sloppy. My boss was not pleased.
She does this every time something important is coming up, it’s like she can feel my nervousness. Considering she’s part lion, I’m sure it excites her. Which is a problem, because as much as she likes to control me, she can’t control herself.
 That’s why I had something special ordered to teach her a lesson. I’m might be a human, but I’m a man too, and tomorrow, I’m going to make her realize she isn’t the only one that can be “dominant.”


”Sweetie.”
 “Boo bear.”
 “My little lion cub.”
Her tail twitched. Oh that one always annoyed her.
 She had her faced buried in a pillow. “It’s Saturday. We sleep in on Saturday so we can have enough energy for a full day of milking.”
 “Not today we don’t” I said with a grin. Oh I can’t wait to see the look on her face when she realizes what I’ve done.
 She looks up at me, a blearily look on her face. Her tail twitched again. “Oh after all that protest you usually put up, you finally want to do it on your terms? I don’t think that’s how it works. After all…”
“I’m the dominant one.”
 “Well yes pet, I am.”
 “You misunderstand.  I was referring to myself. I’m sick of you pushing me around.”
She blinks slowly and then starts to chuckle. “Oh I get it; you really want me to punish you bad today. Well I’m a kind mistress. So I’m going to take my time watching you writhe in pleasure as we...
*Clink*
“Wait. Why aren’t my spines coming out?”
I shoot her a devilish grin. “You didn’t notice?”
She tries to pull the covers back but the clanking of chains makes her stop. “Tim, are these manacles?”
“Oh yes. Dwarf forged. Not gonna break out of those any time soon. Don’t worry; I had the insides lined with fur so they wouldn’t hurt. Probably why you didn’t notice them till now. ”
She narrowed her eyes. “Very good pet! You got one over on me, but I still have…”
*Clink*
“Seriously why isn’t that working?”
I threw the covers back. “Look for yourself.”
Her eyes widened in horror as she examined her tail. “What did you do?!”
There was a leather apparatus fitted to the exterior of her tailpussy. It completely covered the outside, and used a pressure mechanism to keep her from being able to open her tail or successfully flex the muscles required to cause her spines to pop out.
“A little something I had custom made.” I gently pulled her tail close to me and stroked the tip through the leather.
I heard a telltale clink as the mechanism prevented her from flexing her tail spine muscles again.
“Dahlia, I think you’ll find stinging me quite impossible, and with those manacles, you won’t be able to force me off. I honestly doubt you’d be able to shred the tail harness either. The material is very flexible but durable. ”I gently stroked the end again. “I wouldn’t want you feeling uncomfortable.”
“I could fly away.” She said with a pout.
“Yes, but I have the key. And both of the manacles and tail harness were made to last. Like I said Dwarven quality.” I leaned in close to her ear. “Doesn’t this excite you though? The hunter has become the hunted. I’m not your pet any more. You’re mine. My little lion cub.” I gently nipped her shoulder and begin to slide my hand down her waist, rubbing her firm stomach as made my way to her panties.
“Don’t you want to give up control, even for a little bit? I won’t think less of you. If you just say yes, we can have a good time together. If you say no, we can go back to sleep and I can have a peaceful day without milking for once.”
My fingers slide into her panties. I lightly brushed the outside of her womanhood, playfully teasing her labia but making sure not to touch her clit. She was quite wet. I was surprised. This must have more of an effect on her than she realized. “Sweetie, you’re all wet down her. I’m surprised. I thought you had more pride in yourself.”
“This isn’t funny. You stop this right now!” She growled
“Turnabout is fair play. I’ve spent many mornings in your place. Doesn’t this routine seem familiar? Maybe you just don’t like being on the other end?” I withdrew my hand from her panties, examining the fluid she had leaked onto my hand.  “Oh well, I guess I’ll just settle for a day of relaxation. Let’s get some rest and then you can do whatever you want to me tomorrow.” I’d never seen her look so disappointed. I wrapped the blanket over us and turned my back to her. I could feel her breathing on the back of my neck.
“Wait.”
“Hmmm?” I rolled over to face her.
“I… want you to make me feel good.”
“That can be arranged. If you are a good girl today.”
“What? But I though you said we could…”
I cut her off. “You’re my pet now. So let me set some ground rules. I won’t do anything that hurts you. I will do my best to make you happy, but I will do it at my own pace. Trying to force me to go faster will just make me much more…uncooperative. You will follow my commands without question, and you will not talk back or make smart comments. Do you understand?”
She lowered her ears. I could tell she was debating with herself whether this was worth it or not. “Okay. I can do that.”
“I can do that, Master” I corrected.
She sighed. “I can do that…Master.”
I leaned in and kissed her, my tongue twining against hers as I cupped her face in my hands.  I pulled back and smiled. She was blushing. God she was so cute when she was like this.
“See that wasn’t so bad, was it? “
“No it wasn’t …Master.”
“I could get used to hearing that…All right. First things first. Let’s get some breakfast.”

I pull her into a bridal carry and brought her into the dining room. Manticores weren’t exactly the lightest of creatures…but if you live with them you learn to build some muscle mass and endurance or you fall apart quickly. I set her down in a chair and begin preparing food in the kitchen. I strip off my boxers and quickly wrap an apron around myself. Of course it’s hers, so it has “Fuck the Cook” written on the front, but well I suppose it can’t hurt to wear it just this once.
 “Naked apron?”
I turn around and shoot her a glare.
“Naked apron, master?”
I nod my head. “I probably don’t wear it as well as you, but it’s the least I can do to give you a show while I cook.”
As I put some bacon and eggs into the frying pans on the oven, I make sure to occasionally glance at her while she waits for her meal. I swish my ass to and fro. I’m sure it doesn’t look as good as when she does it with her tail…but from the way she’s biting her lips it’s having some effect.
After a bit I sit the food down one plate in front of her and another in front of me. I begin to dig into the eggs. Her stomach growls and she looks at the food expectantly. She can’t really use a utensil due to the manacles. I pretend to ignore her while carefully gauging her reactions. Dahlia seems to be considering what to do. She doesn’t want to upset me, but she’s also hungry. After all, we had a busy night yesterday.
I keep spooning the food into my mouth as glance at a small electronic tablet. She finally musters the courage to ask for help. “Master?”
I put down the tablet and give her my full attention. “Yes Dahlia?”
“I’m hungry. What do I do?”
“Ask and I will feed you. What would you like?”
“Some eggs and bacon…please.”
I smile and move next to her. “Okay.” I pick up her fork and begin to put some on the food on the utensil before putting it in her mouth. She tries to chew as delicately as possible before swallowing and then asking for more.  The rest of the meal goes like this as I respond to her wishes. Occasionally while she’s chewing, I rub my hand across her thigh. Just a little comforting gesture to let her know I care. After she’s finished.  She gives me a content sigh.
“Thank you Master. That was a good meal.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
“What do we do now, Master?”
I sat on my knees and parted her legs. She moved her legs up so I could help take her panties off. “Now, we have a bit of dessert.” Her womanhood was so hot it was practically steaming. I gently parted her folds with my tongue and began to make swirl it in little circles inside her pussy while teasing her clit. She began to make mewling noises, like a cat as I swirled faster and faster. She tried to push my face further into her pussy, but her bindings left her incapable of doing much.
“Yes! Yes just like that! Yes I’m about to cum, Master!”
I pulled my face back and pulled her legs up so I could properly slide her panties back on.
“What!?” she cried in disbelief. “What are you doing!? I was almost finished!”
I shot her an ice cold glare. “I know what I’m doing. Cumming with me isn’t a right, it’s a privilege. And while you’ve been good so far, you haven’t earned it yet.”
I saw her eye twitch and for a moment pure rage glazed through her eyes. Oh I’m sure I’d pay for this tomorrow, but goddamn that was something I thought I’d never see. To her credit, she didn’t say anything. She simply took a moment to compose herself. ”Yes Master, I understand.” I was going to punish her for her outburst but honestly, she took it in stride so well I’d have felt bad.
This time I brought Dahlia to the living room couch. I took off the apron and put my boxers back on. Still needed to do some job-related work to get caught up, so I pulled out my laptop and began to put in some numbers. Dahlia had her legs on top of mine. “If you need anything, just ask.” I tell her,” But if it’s just idle chatter, don’t say anything. I need to get this done.”
While I typed away at my computer she was watched TV. I pretended to be oblivious to her, but more often than not I caught her trying to stare at me without drawing attention to herself. Dahlia loved to pester me when I was in the middle of work, often times either using her tail pussy to distract me or simply sit on top of whatever I was working on. Made me wonder if Manticores were less lion and more giant house cats.

I sighed as I finally closed the laptop.
“You didn’t interrupt me once, or try to mess with my work. I’m very proud of you.”
“Do I get a reward master?”
“Of course. What would you like?”
“Can you finish what you started earlier?”
“Oh no pet, we aren’t quite there yet. I can touch you however you want though.”
She sighed. I could tell she was disappointed. “It’s fine Master, I don’t care. Just do what you want.” Her feet were right in front of me. Those big soft paws…I began to knead the soles of her feet. She let out a soft sigh.
“You’re very tense dear.” I used my knuckle to massage deep into the arch of her foot. “There’s a lot of tension here.”
“That’s so good…”
“See? Not everything has to be about sexual pleasure. Sometimes we just liked to be touched. And it looks like you really needed a massage.”
She yawned.
“Are you still tired from last night?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Would you like to take a nap with me? I could use a little more rest too.”
“That sounds wonderful, Master.”

I scooped her up in my arms and brought her back to the bed. After setting her down, I slide in next to her before sliding the covers over us. With my arms wrapped around her waist, I gave her a gentle kiss on the back of her neck. “Have you been enjoying yourself so far pet? You can break character for a little bit if you want to express yourself.”
She wrapped her tail around my leg. “I feel weak. I miss the venom. I miss the control.  I miss being able to do things when I want to do them.”
“You aren’t weak. You’re very strong to restrain yourself like this. “I gave her another kiss on the nape of the neck
 “It’s strange though. I feel happy. I thought I would totally hate this, but when you do everything…I just feel so comfortable. I feel safe with you.”
“That makes me happy. You’ve been very good so far. I’ve been trying to keep this experience from being too degrading.” I nuzzled her soft mane, taking in her smell. “I love you.”
She squeezed my leg with her tail. “I love you too.”
“Let’s get some sleep. We can continue this when we wake up.”


I opened and closed my eyes for a moment as I drifted back to consciousness. Dahlia had shifted positions and currently had her head buried in the crook of my neck. She was snoring, her chest moving up and down. I smiled. She was so cute when she was asleep. Not nearly the rapacious hellion she could be when she was awake. I stroked the tips of her soft fuzzy ears.
“Dahlia sweetie. Time to wake up. We’ve been asleep longer than I intended.”
She yawned as she looked up at me before her lips formed into a smile. “I would say good morning, but I guess it’s good afternoon now, Master.”
*Clink*
I arched an eyebrow. “Did you just try to sting me again?”
She got positively flustered. “N-no master that was a mistake!  A force of habit!”
“The point of this exercise is to learn some self-control, Dahlia. Even if you didn’t mean to sting me on purpose, your body still tried to on reflex.  So now I am going to have to punish you to recondition this bad habit of yours.”
“Wh-what are you going to do, Master?”
“Hmmmm, well I think the punishment should fit the crime, don’t you? You keep trying to violate me with your tailpussy. So maybe it’s time for me to teach it a lesson. Dahlia, get on your knees and let me see your tail.”
She pulled off the covers and sat on her knees. I held my hands out and she sheepishly placed her tail’s bud in my hands.
“I have to say, your tail is marvelous. One of the most impressive things I’ve ever seen.  The crimson red color really does make me think of your namesake.”
She blushed. “Thank you master.”
“It’s unfortunate you use it so wantonly. Here are the rules. You aren’t allowed to move your body, make any noise, or say anything unless I ask you a question. ” I moved lower to the tail segments, and I began to massage between the joints. She shuddered as I worked my way up.
“How does that feel? You use this lot. I’m sure it needs some tender loving care once in a while.”
“It feels…amazing” she shuddered again as I continued to work my way to the bud. It writhed occasionally in my grasp.  I finally made my way to the tip and I began to massage around it, using my fingers to massage the bulb. Her tail twitched again.  I unzipped the top part of the harness. The tail closing mechanism prevented her from being able to properly open the bud, but there was still enough of an opening to allow something to enter.

I cupped the bud in my hands and moved it to my mouth as though I was kissing a lover. Well, in effect I was. I could feel her shudder as I my tongue moved into the warm flesh of her tail pussy. I moved my tongue in a circular motion, feeling the bumps on the inside of her bud. I rapidly picked up the pace as I felt her warm juices drip into my mouth. Yeah. She was definitely getting into this. She was trying her best to keep a neutral expression, but I could see her biting her lip slightly, and her paws were balled into fists. To her credit, she didn’t gasp or even moan. After a few more minutes though, she looked like she was going to cry. I pulled my tongue out of her tail.
“Dahlia, how are you doing?”
She let out a ragged breath. “I feel like I’m about to burst, Master.”
“What do you want me to do?”
Her eyes were watery but she still managed to give me a weak smile. “Whatever you want to do Master. You’re punishing me. You said cumming with you was a privilege.”
While she was talking, I fondled the inside of her tail with my finger. “Very good.  You are allowed to make noise or move, but you can’t shift positions.”
Her eyes glimmered as her face light up with a much larger smile. “You mean you’re going to-OHHHHHHHH! “She moaned as I pushed my tongue back into her insides. She gasped and writhed as I picked up speed. Honestly, her panting was really turning me on to. But I had to control myself too or this whole exercise would be pointless.  After a couple more moments she arched her back and I pulled out of her bud, a splash of fem cum under my lips. I wiped the fluid away as I looked into her eyes. “So. How was that?”
“So…good. I can’t even…think straight” she panted. “Can I ask you a favor, Master?”
“What is it?”
“Can you just…hold me for a bit?” I pulled her into my arms and began to run my fingers through her hair. She starts to purr. I could feel the vibrations from inside her chest.
“You’re so adorable. See, isn’t it fun to hold back a little bit? It makes everything feel much better when use a little restraint instead of just thrashing about wildly.”
“I don’t know about that master, you didn’t seem to mind it much last night.”
“That’s true pet, but I’m not a machine. Being milked constantly wears me down.”
“I’m sorry…I was just trying to make you happy. I didn’t realize that it was that bad. I thought your resistance was just part of the routine.”
I smiled and scratched behind her ears. “I never hated it. I just have other things I have to do to make sure we live comfortably and sometimes I have to put tailpussy time on hold. It doesn’t mean I don’t love every second I’m with you.
She blushed again and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. So adorable. It’s part of why I fell in love with her.
We spent much of the rest of the day doing things together around the house, sometimes lewd, sometimes not. It was a very relaxing. I managed to cook up a nice pasta dinner and had her sit in my lap while I fed her.  After a full day of spending time together, it was getting close to bed.
“Pet, we should probably take a bath.”
“Won’t that be a little hard to do with…these?” she gestured to her manacles and tail harness.
“Yes I know.” I took out the keys to the manacles and undid them. She rubbed her arms as I sat the cuffs on the table.
“Let me see your tail.”
She gave me an odd look. “But if you take this off, I can sting you...”
“I know. You could very easily get revenge for everything I’ve done today. It’s up to you really. We can continue with our game as it’s been going, or you can take control back. The ball is in your court.” With a click, the apparatus unlocked and I slide the harness off. She took the time to examine her tail bud, opening and closing it and then flexing it until her spines darted out.
She wrapped her arms in a hug around me. “Thank you, it feels good to have my tail back. “I expected to feel a prick from her spines but it never came. Her tail swished behind her while she hugged me.  She broke the hug and placed a paw around my hand. “Shall we take our bath, Master?”
 I smiled.   “That sounds excellent, pet.”

We both disrobed in the bathroom and I turned the hot water on so the tub could fill up. It was a larger tub, to accommodate both of us and still have room for her tail and wings. She slid into the warm water with a content sigh and I wasn’t far behind her.  I pulled out a brush from the wall and began to scrub her back, occasionally moving her wings while I lathered her back.  After I rinsed her off, I lathered soap on my hands and began to rub my hands over her stomach. She giggled as I ran my fingers up and down her tummy. I must be tickling her.
“Hey Master, aren’t you forgetting an important spot?”
“And what would that be pet?”
 “Well…my chest.”
 “Oh these?” I cupped a breast in each hand. “I don’t think I could ever forget these. I was just taking my time.” I gave them a gentle squeeze and stroked them with my soapy hands while her tail twitched erratically. She leaned her head body back into me, and rested while I continued to massage her front. “Can we break character for a moment?”
“That’s fine, Dahlia”
“You know, when you started all this, I was expecting you to be a lot rougher. Like maybe you would try to out fuck me or something.”
She shuddered as I traced a circle around her areola. “Force isn’t always the best option, Dahlia. Sometimes, a firm but gentle hand is all you need.”
“I’ve enjoyed myself a good bit. I feel bad though. I’ve been calling you master all day, but I haven’t done anything for you. You’ve done everything. I feel like I haven’t been giving back enough.”
I sighed and gave her a gentle squeeze. “It’s not about that, Dahlia. Every time I make you feel good, it makes me feel good. If I’m capable of pleasing you, it means I’m doing my job as your husband. Sometimes, I feel like I’m not enough of a man for you. I…wanted to prove today that I can be.”
She turned to face me and put her paws on my chest. “Sweetie… I think you are very manly. You don’t have to prove anything to me. I already think you’re the best.” She leaned in and kissed me on the lips.
I smiled.  “Thank you. I couldn’t have asked for a better wife. Now, shall we continue our game? I think it might be time for some mutual…satisfaction. “


We climbed out of the tub and I pulled out a towel and began to dry her off. She tried to take it from me and do it herself but I wasn’t having any of it. She was my pet for today, and I was going to take care of her. I finally finished by polishing her tail bud with the towel. Freshly cleaned, the shiny red carapace gleamed in the light.
“You look ravishing pet. I wish I could take you outside and show you off to the neighbors like this. Imagine their jealousy at seeing what I come home to every day.”
She blushed and gave me a smile. “Wouldn’t that be public indecency Master?”
“Since when have you ever cared about decency?  Oh well, at least I get to you keep you to myself.” I caressed her breast as I kissed the nape of her neck.  As I continued to kiss her, I hoisted her in my arms and brought her to the bed. I gently sat her down and then climbed on top of the sheets.
Dahlia purred and looked at me expectantly. “So what do we do now master?”
I thought about it for a moment. “I said mutual pleasure. Why don’t we try doing sixty-nine with a twist?”
Dahlia cocked her head. “How does that work master?”
“Anything you do to my cock, I will try to replicate on your pussy. Think of it as an exercise in mutual pleasure.”
She climbed onto my chest, her exposed pussy wiggling in front of my eyes. Her delicate, pink folds were moist with her desire. I wanted to tear into them, to use my tongue to show her my feelings for her, but today we were playing a game and she had to make the first move.
She seemed hesitant. “Master, shouldn’t you be making the first move since you’re in charge.”
“Pet, I said you would start. So start.”
Dahlia gave a timid lick across my glans. I shuddered slightly, and then did the same, brushing my tongue across her musky woman hood. This time she shuddered.
She didn’t move for a second, and then she began to stroke my shaft with her soft fuzzy paws. I responded by rubbing her clit softly with two fingers. Then she took my cock into her mouth and began to move up and down, her warm rough tongue tracing over every inch of my manhood. I responded by parting the folds of her snatch and sticking my tongue in as far as I could, making little O shaped motions with it while I played with her clit. She picked up the intensity of her movements. So did I. After a few more moments, both of us shuddered and I climaxed, sending warm seed down her throat as her own love juices flowed over my mouth.

She re-positioned herself next to me and we both wiped the cum off each others faces.
“Can we please do that again sometime Master?  That was …satisfying.”
“Yeah, that was really nice. But now I think it’s time for what we’ve both been waiting for…”
I grabbed her tail pussy and began to squeeze the base. Her spines slowly slide out of her tail. “This might hurt for just one moment.” She winced as I plucked one of her spines out. I was careful not to let it prick me. I held it in my hand like a hypodermic needle, keeping it away from my body.
Dahlia laid on her back with her legs spread open. She was already moist again. All this play must really have gotten her turned on.
I laid down the needle on the table and moved on top of her, kissing her on the lips. I slowly made my way down her torso, my lips lingering on her breasts for a moment. She giggled as I swished my tongue around her erect nipples. Then I ran my hands over her taut stomach as I rubbed hips. Finally, I was back down at her woman hood, gently lapping at her clit.
I pulled my head away. “Pet, you look dissatisfied what’s wrong? Do you want something?”
“Master…I’m tired of all these games. I want you. I want you inside of me. I want to show you how much I love you.  I want you to ravish me until I can’t stand anymore. So please…” she spread the folds of her womanhood. “Give it to me.”
I smiled as I plucked the needle from the nightstand and injected it into my thigh. I could feel the rush of venom coursing into my body, and I became hard in an instant.
“I love you Dahlia.”
She moaned as I slide into her. I looked into her eyes and we locked hands as I began to push myself deeper inside. She was so warm and tight. Her insides fit me like a glove, like any Manticore that’s spent a long time with her mate. A pussy literally made for me.  I felt the venom giving me strength as I pumped into her. She gave me a ferocious kiss as I continued to grind inside of her, the mutual pleasure warming both of our bodies. Both of our hearts began to beat faster. The air was permeated with the smell of sex, her beautiful scent mixing with my sweat.
As I kept pumping into her, Dahlia was moaning in time with each thrust. There weren’t any more words exchanged at this point. There didn’t need to be. We both knew each other well enough to know what we wanted. She wrapped her tail around my waist, as I began to pump into her even harder. She started moaning louder, her cries of pleasure spurring me on.  I was practically jackhammering into her at this point, each thrust eliciting a cry of pleasure from my wife. I could feel myself edging closer to climax.
“Dahlia, I’m about to…”
She locked her legs around me. “I want it all inside Master, every last bit.”
I smiled. “As you wish”
Her back arched as she let out finally cry of pleasure. I soon followed suite as I shoved in one final thrust and poured every single bit of sperm I had left into her. I was breathing heavily as I rolled off of her; the exhaustion from last week was catching up with me. The venom was able to act as a pick-me-up for only so long before my body crashed.
She gave me a concerned look. “Tim…are you all right?”
“I just feel really tired all of a sudden.”
She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me close to her chest. My head rested on her breasts while she stroked my hair with those big soft paws.
She kissed me on the forehead “Just rest love, you’ve taken care of me all day. It’s my turn to take care of you.”
I closed my eyes and allowed myself to be carried into a blissful sleep. The last thing I felt was my lover’s warm chest rising and falling as she watched over me.


I cracked my eyes open to the sound of birds chirping outside the window. I slept like the dead last night, it was fantastic. Still, I was tired. A night of good sleep doesn’t totally undo a week of milking. Speaking of milking, Dahlia wasn’t in bed with me. Oh good lord, what could that semen demon have planned for today? I wasn’t in shackles, so I guess she wanted a bit of sport before she got her revenge.
The door to the bedroom opened, and Dahlia walked in with a plate of food. She was wearing her “Fuck the Cook” apron, complete with black lingerie underneath. Dahlia smiled as she regarded me. “Good morning love! I trust you slept well?”
“Well, I had the best pillow a man could ask for.” She always enjoyed a little flattery.
She waved a paw at me. “Oh you! I made breakfast. Manticore French toast!”
She slid the plate onto my lap. The toast had a little cat face with whisker made out of powdered sugar, with hash-brown wings and a strawberry tail bud. I couldn’t help but laugh. “This is the cutest thing you’ve ever done.” My eyes widened as I took a bite. “Also the most delicious, this is really good!”
She kissed me on the forehead and took off the apron before sliding into bed.  “I thought you could use a little refreshment after yesterday. That and…I wanted to thank you for what a good job you did taking care of me. That was the best sex I’ve had in a while.”
“Still didn’t touch our wedding night.” I joked
She giggled and tapped me on the shoulder “Really though, you made me feel special. I didn’t realize how good it felt to let someone else take the reins.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. I wasn’t sure how you would react to it, but it was a lot of fun for me too. Though I’m surprised you didn’t chain me to the bed today as punishment.”
She gave me an amused look. “Tim, you took care of me and made me feel good. And you made me realize I go overboard sometimes. You’re my husband…I should respect you more when you say you’re busy.”
I caressed her cheek, running my fingers over her warm face.  “Like I said last night, I never hated it. I just have to do things to make sure we stay comfortable.”
She got a sad look on her face.  “No, it isn’t just that. I’ve been a bad wife. I put my feelings above yours. You’re tired constantly because I wear you out. And I make you feel emasculated. A good wife shouldn’t do that. She should consider her mate’s feelings. I’m sorry.”

I put the tray of food to on our nightstand and gave her a concerned look. “Dahlia…” I pulled her into my arms and kissed her on the lips. Her eyes light up with surprise as she looked at me. “Thank you. You’re an excellent wife. Don’t ever think otherwise. I just wanted you to hold back a little bit on your poor human husband’s frail constitution. That’s all.”
Dahlia nuzzled up to my chest. “Could we try the pet and master thing later?”
“Of course” I said as I stroked her hair.
“Could I be the master sometimes?”
“Absolutely. “
She gave me a mischievous wink. “Good, I have some ideas for next time.”
I pretended to shudder. “I’m honestly afraid to ask.”
“Don’t worry; you’ll like it. Probably” she said with a laugh.
“Well, what are we going to do today?”
She purred as she traced a tiny circle on my chest with her paw. “It’s Sunday, and you look positively worn out. Why don’t we make it a day of rest?”
Thank god, I don’t think I could have taken another day of milking, even with a break. “Great idea. Maybe later we can have some gentle, non-kinky sex in the missionary position while we stare into each other’s eyes?”
She blushed. “That sounds wonderful.”
I let out an exhausted sigh. “I think for now, I want to rest a little bit longer. I’m still worn out.”
“Okay, I’ll be your snuggle buddy then!”
Dahlia put her head on my chest and it wasn’t long before she drifted back to sleep. My eye grew heavy as I continued to stroke her hair before I fell asleep myself. I’m so lucky to have a wife like her. She can be a handful. But at the end of the day, when she’s curled up like this, I know in my heart she’s my little lion cub.