Tammy Takes Charge: Kobold femdom smut

Tammy Takes Charge

One of my earlier attempts at smut. Someone jokingly said for every submissive hellhound story there should be a dominant kobold story. So I wrote this. Fetishes include cowgirl, wan wan,collars, light femdom (no whips here), dog tongues, seduction, and true wuv with a dog girl. I want to go back and revise this as first person with some minor dialogue changes.

	“Yaaaay Master is home!” you are greeted by a ball of fur that slams into you, almost knocking you off your feet.
You can see Tammy’s tail wagging as she shoves her small body into yours for a big hug. She looks up at you with big puppy dog eyes. Your kobold girlfriend stands just at about 4’7’’. She’s pretty tiny compared to you. She has sandy brown colored fur covering her dog like arms, legs, tail, and ears as well as smaller tuffs on her chest and waist. Currently, she is sporting a pair of cutoff jeans, a tank top, and an apron. Her trademark outfit whenever you come home from work.
“*sniff* It felt like you were gone forever.” You laugh and scratch behind her ears, causing her to wag her tail from the pleasure of being acknowledged.
“You’re ridiculous. You know I have to work to put a roof over our heads. It was just 8 hours.”
She pouts “Eight hours feels reaaaaally long when you’re a kobold.”  Well, passage of time for dogs is a lot longer than humans. But what are you gonna do.

	You’ve been living with Tammy for about a year. She was part of a roving band of stray kobolds that would scavenge through dumpsters and slept wherever they could. Poor things. Tammy got lost from her pack one night and you found her crying alone and abandoned. It melted your heart to see that poor kobold like that. So you took her in, fed her, cleaned her, and clothed her. After a couple nights of her company, the pair of you became inseparable. It was nice to have something to look forward to when you came home. She was  surprisingly good at housework and cooking once you explained the finer details. You still remember the time she mistook soap for a dessert ingredient. That had been a rough night.
She wags her tail as she pulls you over to the table. She’s made a nice set of steaks for dinner. They smell fucking divine.
After she serves you your meal, she looks at you with expectation. Oh right you almost forgot. You take her steak and chop into fine pieces and then put it in the bowl she always keeps with her. She eyes it for a second and then chomps into it full force, gobbling up the little bits of steak. It’s adorable, if a bit messy.

“Hey Tammy?”
“Yeah?” she says as she wipes off her mouth with the back of her paw.
“Why do you always carry that around and eat with it? I mean, you know you can use any of my plates. It’s not a big deal.”
She smiles and regards the bowl with a tender look. “It’s because it was a present from you. That was the first thing you gave me when you took me in.”
You frown. That’s cute but it’s still a dog bowl. You just put food in it because she seemed more like an animal back then. And she insists on wearing a red collar around her neck with her name on it. It always made you feel somewhat uncomfortable.  She’s your girlfriend. Not a pet.
Her ears droop “What’s wrong did I make you upset?”
“Oh! No, no I was just curious. This steak is really good. What did you use to season it? “
You two fill the air with idle chatter about each other’s day before you settle down for a night of watching TV on the couch. Tammy jumps on you and you begin to scratch her ears as you watch some late night comedy shows. Your hands drift idly from her ears to her back to her tail. Eventually, you start rubbing her belly and she begins to pant. As soon as the comedy show ends, you turn off the TV and make your way to your bed. She looks at you with a bright mischievous gleam in her eyes as you begin to strip off your shirt and pants…and then replace them with a set of night clothes.

“Oh…I thought with all the extra attention today, we might…do it tonight.”
You kiss her on the forehead. “Not tonight, okay?”
“Is…is there something wrong with me?”
You snort “Of course not!”
Tammy’s lips crease into a frown. Her ears droop down and she  crawls into bed under the covers.  You crawl in next to her and stroke her ears.
“Hey are you okay?”
“No” she mumbles into her pillow. You stretch your arms around her, spooning her.
“It’s okay. You can tell me.” She shakes her head.
“Let’s just go to sleep. We can talk about it later.
You sigh and kiss her on the back of the neck.
“I love you.”
Her tail wraps around your leg. “Love you too” she murmurs.
You both pass out, with you having dreams about Tammy being in trouble. Needless to say you have a pretty shitty night of tossing and turning.

	The next day you come home feeling drained. Work was annoying as shit today, and the entire time you were thinking of Tammy. She wasn’t in bed when you woke up. You had no idea what happened to her. No note, no text, nothing. It made you nervous all day. Was she mad at you because you hadn’t slept with her? You were always afraid to make love to her. She relied on you so much in the beginning. You didn’t want to feel like you owned her or that she owed you. Oh God, what if she was leaving? What if I wasn’t making her happy anymore and she found a new guy to scratch her ears, and play fetch with her, and share hotdogs.  Oh God that last thought left a bad mental image.
You open the door. No Tammy. Oh fuck.
You step into the kitchen. No Tammy. Not even any food. Where is she? She’s never, EVER missing when you come home. As you walk around the house, you hear someone humming in your bedroom.
“Tammy, Tammy are you here,” you call out, worry in your voice.
A sing song voice rings out from the bed room “Come innnn~”
Oh thank God, she’s here you turn the knob to the bedroom and…

Holy shit. Candles adorn the area around the bed. The floor has rose petals scattered across it. Incense from two pitchers on the night stand waft into your nose. And Tammy is sitting on the bed, wearing some kind of black lace see-through lingerie piece that scandalously hugs her curve. Tammy is by no means busty, but her petite, perky breasts and firm, round hips would set any man’s heart on fire.
Speaking of fire is it hot in here or is it just you? You begin to sweat and loosen up your work tie.  And your crotch feels like it’s on fire. Holy balls.
“So, what do you think?”
“I uhhm uh” you feel like your mind has gone completely blank. Tammy has always been attractive to you, but seeing her like this is driving your primal urges slightly crazy
She giggles and then  grabs you and pulls you onto the bed. Her small size belays her natural Mamono strength. She looks at you lovingly “I guess my pet has lost his ability to speak. Maybe the Alraune incense has something to do with that. Oh don’t worry; it’s enough to make you hard, but not enough to make anything you do tonight against your will”
Well that would explain a lot. Wait, her pet?  What does she mean? And then you notice something.

Tammy isn’t wearing her collar.
Suddenly, she rips off your shirt with one clean motion, and pins you against the bed with her chest, straddling you with her cute, round thighs.
 You notice she is holding a blue collar. “You are going to wear this for me tonight, as befits a pet and its master.”
She  snaps it around your neck so quickly you have no time to react. You are so taken aback by all this you don’t know what to do. You could push her off , but you already hurt her feelings last night. You are afraid to do anything else to make her hate you.
As she begins to tighten the collar she looks into her eyes, her seductress gaze melting away to her usual self for a moment. “Hey I don’t want this thing hurting you. It needs to be tight enough for you to feel it, but not enough to cut into your neck and chafe.”
You tell her when she has reached her goal. You can feel it around your neck whenever you move but it isn’t hurting you. It feels oddly... comfortable.
She leans back on your legs admiring her work, a smile on her face. Then, she rips your pants clean off your body. Your boxers soon follow, torn into shreds of fabric.
She sniffs you all over, rubbing her face and hands against you like she is marking her territory. “This is it; tonight I make you all mine.

She begins to kiss and lick your body, moving from you face to your neck and finally stopping at your penis. She takes your manhood in between her hands and slowly starts stroking you back and forth.  Glancing at your face, she giggles as she notices the sweat on your brow and the burning red sensation in your cheeks. This is embarrassing sure, but it feels fucking amazing. She begins to speed up her movements, making you gasp as you can feel the fur from her paws get wet thanks to your precum.
“My my, I haven’t even started to use my mouth yet. Of course I could be persuaded if you begged well enough.”
“Please” you whimper.
She stops stroking you and cocks her head at you. “I didn’t know pets could talk.” She puts a finger to her lips and looks up
 “I always heard that when a dog wanted something they bark.”
You don’t even hesitate. “Woof, woof, woof” you  bark with enthusiasm.
She frowns “No, no, no, that’s not how dogs sound at all. She leans into your face her nose touching yours. “Wan for me.”
“Oh god fucking dammit, that is a stupid Japanese onomatopoeia! Dogs don’t even…”
She puts a finger to your lips. “Dogs don’t talk, and they most certainly do what their masters tell them or they get punished.”
The indignity. But you want that heavenly stroking to continue. “…Waaaan, waaaan, waaaan”. You shoot her a look that says “I hope you’re satisfied.”

“Very good! Here we go!” she takes you into her mouth.
Holy crap! She ferociously takes you all the way to the shaft, bobbing in and out like she is a starving animal. The suction and her saliva feel unreal. Her tongue wraps around you and makes you feel like you are going to spill your load any second. You start to make moaning noises. Maybe it was psychological but you catch you self-making dog like panting noises.
Then right as you are about to burst your load all over your girlfriend’s glorious face, she tightens her grip around your shaft. “Ah, ah, ah,” she wags her finger “Good doggies don’t get to cum before their masters.”
Oh God dammit woman, I feel like I’m going to die just lemma release.
She gently lays you back on the pillows, your face still flushed from being blueballed.
“Now dear, I know you were wondering why I didn’t have a meal prepared for you today. That’s because today you’ll be eating…me!” she shoves her womanhood into your face, forcing your mouth into her folds. “Be a good doggie, and lick up every last bite and you’ll get a special treat~”

Okay, she’s going to play this femdom game; you are going to make her cum so hard she breaks character like a motherfucker.
You begin to slowly lick the outside of her folds, playing with her.  She is pretty furry down there, being a kobold. But it doesn’t impede your progress. Soon you begin to go full bore, boring into her with your tongue with as much fury you can. She begins to yip and her back claws and paws dig into the mattress as wave after wave of pressure flows into her. Finally, with one last deep moan she splashes your face with her love nectar. She rolls off of you panting and casual licks off her own juices from your face.
“Very good puppy, it’s good to know you can be obedient when you put your mind to it.  Now unlike some of my other Mamono kin, I am a gracious master.  I will listen to one request, and if I find it reasonable, I will do it. So, how do you want your master to take care of you?”

You know right away what you want.

“I want Tammy back.”
“Wh-what?” she stutters.
“Tammy…Tammy is this cute Kobold girl I met a year ago. We started living together after I found her on the street. I took in her in at first, seeing her more like a humanoid animal than a woman. But then we fell in love.  I worry every day that she only stays with me because she sees me as a master who only cares about the physical comfort being around her brings... That’s why I never pushed her for sex, because I didn’t want her to think I owned her and I was just taking advantage of her.”

At this point tears are streaming down her face “I-idiot!” she waps you in the face with a pillow. “Don’t you think after all this time I wanted you to ravish me! I love you! I did all this because I was worried you were never going to see me as a proper woman. So I talked to Izari…”
“Wait, the hellhound next door?”
“Yeah," she sniffles as she rubs the tears from her eyes. “She told me if you wouldn’t take me for yourself, then I’d have to make you mine.”  She rubs her face against your cheeks, marking you yet again with her scent. “And I don’t ever want to lose you.”
“Okay, then let’s finish this. Together. I want you. Bad. And that isn’t going to change.”
You pull her in for a hug and kiss her forehead.  She looks up at you with a smile, and then grabs her collar from the night stand.
 help click it back into place around her neck.
“I don’t belong to you. And you don’t belong to me,” she says, “We…we belong to each other. And now that we do, I am going to right and truly fuck your brains out”.

She pushes you onto your back and straddles you with her curvy, soft thighs. She begins to grind your dick against her crotch, moving up and down with great enthusiasm. Her soft fur provides an amazing buffer and you moan as she continues to slide you just in reach of her snatch. The pressure is beginning to become unbearable.  You move your hands to her hips, and as you are about to position her on top of your dick, she stops you.
“Hey,” she whispers, “I said I was going to fuck your brains out. Tonight, you’re my pet. So sit back and let me take the lead.
You nod and she smiles “You’ve been so good tonight. I think you’ve been waiting a long time for this.” She grabs your manhood and pushes you inside of her.
Oh God the sensation. The walls of her vagina mold around you, as though they were built for you. She stifles a yelp and you feel a rush of something warm on your dick. Wait, was this her first time?
“Tammy, don’t push your se-“she puts a paw on your lips.
“It’s okay. I would be a bad master if I stopped now, especially with how hard I teased you tonight.”
She slowly begins to start grinding with you inside of her. The sensation feels unreal. You don’t know if it’s the Alraune incense or a Kobold thing, but you begin to feel warm in your heart. Like you belong here. She begins to pick up speed now. It feels less like blissful peace and now more like a raging storm of pleasure as she bucks her hips and yips loudly while she rides you.  Tammy begins to dig her claws into your chest, drawing little rivulets of blood. You barely even register the pain as the pleasure from Tammy grinding you dulls your pain.  You feel the world melt away, and for what seems like a small eternity, you feel like you and Tammy have finally become one. Tammy gasps
“I…*huff* I think I’m about to cum.”
Tammy begins to increase her pace. At this point, you feel like every inch of your manhood is being stimulated by Tammy’s folds.  You can feel her clamp around you, squeezing every inch. You don’t even think you’ll be able to release if you wanted. Your vision begins to go white.
“Tammy…I can’t…I can’t even think straight.”
She leans to your neck and nips you, drawing blood.
“Ah!”
She looks into your eyes. “Just a little bit of pain to keep you distracted. I need you to last just a little longer.”
You grab a hold of her hips. “Please…please just let me cum.”
She looks into your eyes.  The world seems to slow.
“Now,” she whispers.
She let’s go. You both moan as you both mutually orgasm. She spasms as you splash her insides white with you seed. She leans her head back, caught in a lite euphoric high and you join her in basking in the afterglow of your mutual pleasure. She leans down on your chest, panting while grabbing ahold of your hands.  The warmth she exudes is very pleasant, but also reassuring. She loves you as much as you love her. And having her naked, warm body pressed up again your chest is one of the most comforting experiences of your life.
“Hey, can we stay like this for a while?” she whispers.
You clutch her paws tighter and kiss her on the cheek.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Both of you pass out from exhaustion, holding hands while pressed again each other. It’s the best sleep you’ve had in years.

	The next morning, you wake up sore and exhausted. Oh man, you are sore. And she didn’t even go for a round two. You were lucky Tammy wasn’t a Hellhound or Manticore.  You roll over in the bed. No Tammy. Seems she treated your wounds from last night though. Your chest wounds are covered in some kind of salve, and you have a Band-Aid on your neck. Where did your little nurse run off to?
“Tammy?”
“In the kitchen!”
You put on a pair of boxers and make your way to the dining room. Tammy is making breakfast in nothing but her trademark apron and some cute, curve-hugging panties with paw-print designs. Adorable and sexy. Tammy in a nutshell.
You pull up a chair and sit at the table.
“Tammy, last night was pretty amazing. I just wanted to apologize. I should have taken your feelings into account instead of just doing what I thought was best for you.”
She giggles and slides a plate of bacon and eggs on the table.
“You are so silly! We spent our first night making love, and you are worried about my feelings. I don’t even get how you think sometimes, Master!”
You cut up Tammy’s bacon and eggs into her bowl and slide it to her. She digs in as ungracefully as ever.
“Still…to go to a Hellhound for romantic advice…I’m honestly surprised you didn’t try to break my pelvis.”
Tammy giggles again. “Izari’s a little different. Her husband Grim is a bit frail. She taught me how to take the lead without being too…forceful.”  She grimaces at the last part.
Reaching over, you stroke scratch behind her ears and she gives you a content sigh
“You know, I really enjoyed that last night, but today would you mind taking the lead, Master? Maybe…maybe we could take turns being top dog?”
“Only if you wan for me.”
“Wan, wan, wan!” she cheerfully barks
“Dammit Tammy, you are too cute!”
She kisses your neck as you scoop her into your arms and move her to the couch. As you set her down she quickly undoes the strings of her aprons while you slide back out of your boxers. As you get on top of her, she wraps her hands around the back of your neck and looks into your eyes.
“Ever since we got to know each other, this is all I really wanted. For you to think I’m sexy and to love me and stuff.”
“I don’t think that is going to change.”
She giggles again, “Well you better make sure you don’t because Izari taught me her super-secret bedroom technique to make sure a man doesn’t leave and I’m pretty sure that one will shatter your pelvis”

You laugh as you and then you spend the rest of the day making love to your kobold, reaffirming that she is the most important woman in your life. Before she drifts off to sleep, you silently buckle on your own matching collar and hold her hand.
You belong to each other. And no one else.

END