My girlfriend gives me full control.

Thanks u/rekucyy [F24 F26, slight furry leaning, butt plug/butt stuff, soft dom, naive sub, romance.]

“Ok, so,” she grinned wickedly, still panting. Honestly I didn't know she could make that expression, “First to cum loses.”

I was trying to listen, trying to hear her words instead of feeling the sensation. Did she tell me to cum? No! Not yet - ah but I was soo close. My eyes fluttered.

For clarity I'll tell you - tonight for a change of pace she'd straddled me. And I loved topping - but her fucking me was a once a month delight.

The strapon was strapless. Instead of connecting to a harness of any kind, Juliet was essentially weilding a silicone penis - the base ducking under her clit and wedged in her own pussy. Though, if she was as wet as I was, it's not easy to keep the wedge in while fucking, and having your walls get slicker and less tight. Yeah, that's probably why she was so sweaty and out of breath. Still, she kept on time. Mind you, her rhythm was much choppier than mine - but that's down to experience. I fucked her almost daily if I could, at this point my strapless may as well be considered my own dick.

Shit, she was saying something and I almost came thinking about how badly I enjoyed this.

“Juliet, you were saying my darling?” I kissed her cheek and neck, trying to persuade. By the judge of her rhythm, it might've distracted instead. Man or woman, when the thrusts are haphazard, you know they're close.

She looked in my eyes, “First to cum, Lyla, gets fully controlled by the other.” She lowered herself to my ear, “For a full week.”

Maybe she'd whispered it, but my entire brain heard her. Gears clicked into place, a newfound focus and willpower unlocked. She didn't mean that? She couldn't? Does she know what she's even offering? Full control?

I kissed her in response, innocent, letting her tongue capture my throat, as if she were in charge. No, just because you're the one doing the fucking, that doesn't automatically put you in charge.

I moved one hand delicately around her back, the other at her hip, making sure I had secure positioning. I pulled my hips away, letting her rubber cock hang wet and free.

In one motion I twisted, using my arms and thighs to keep her in place.

Except now she's beneath me. I glanced down, she's alarmed, but has that dumb look on her face whenever I'm more dominant. It's the face all bitches make when they realise how much of a slut they are. A sort of taken aback expression, eyes wide, mouth open, blushing like a maiden.

I don't grin - I smiled fully, smug, and slid myself back onto her dick. When I reached the base I slammed with emphasis, knowing here is where she'll feel it most - Juliet’s eyes shut with a deep moan, her hips bouncing at the feeling. I did it again, trying to remain strong. It feels gooood, deep enough to hit my cervix. Some girls find the feeling uncomfortable but for my nerves it feels like the final puzzle piece of pleasure. I rocked close to this spot, back and forth motions that grind the tilted part of the strapless into her clit. She whined, biting her lip, hands on my hips, fingers grasping and begging.

I grabbed a boob tight in hand. She opened her eyes to look at me. Fearful or desperate? Both. We've had sex enough times for her to know - she's only allowed to cum if maintaining eye contact.

As I fucked myself on her, it's funny to think that she's the one getting the most pleasure out of this. Her moans were getting fractured.

“Do you promise?”

“I love you, I love you, I love you!” She prayed to me.

“No,” I laughed, “First to cum loses, remember?”

Her eyes went wide as she remembered what she said but then on the next thrust her eyes went wider and she nodded fast, mumbling in moans, “Yes, yes, yes, yes please, please yes please...”

“Ok. You can cum for me.”

See, on a new relationship that wouldn't work. You have to train that in. At the very start of the phrase, I felt her thigh muscles tense, her fingers dug into my hips, and I felt almost the afterwaves of her climax through the strapless.

Her chest heaved, her eyes closed, her legs and hands slack. That was a hard orgasm for her. I felt proud of myself.

After a minute she comes to her senses - I dismounted and put on my bedtime shorts.

“Lyla? Do you want me to use my mouth?”

I must be strong. I shook my head.

She seemed self conscious for a moment, “You didn't cum?”

I smiled, wild excitement in my chest, “I'm going to wait until tomorrow.”

She blinked, confused.

“First to cum..”

She looked up at me as I put away the other toys we used tonight, “You don't want to start now?”

I shook my head, and pull out the strapless. She moaned in her breath, I shouldn't be surprised at how easily it came out. I'm not. I put it in the ‘dirty’ bag to be washed later.

“There's some things I need to get.” I said.

~ That night I could hardly sleep through remaining horniness and scheming. ~

I'm 23, which might be young for some to know where their city's best sex shop is. It was a small establishment under the arch of the train tracks. The shop itself was tight - shelves had been bought thin, and no more than two of each product was stocked - except condoms I guess. They had 50 billion condoms.

I had been in enough that the pink, spikey haired lesbian was an acquaintance of mine. If I wasn't madly deeply in love I'd have fucked her to the coast already (and it's a landlocked city) but…

I give her a nod as I enter. She already knows I'm a deranged slut, so no point in me being bashful.

I glanced at the new section - always nice to check. Last week it was poppers and state of the art cock rings, nothing I'm too invested in (see: no cock).

This week however.

Now I want to preface I'm not a furry. Jessica Rabbit doesn't count. Amy from sonic doesn't count. Shakira gazelle doesn't-

Ok you get my point?

ANYWAY. Yeah so I bought a long fluffy tail plug, lube, ears and an adjustable collar. And I stared the pink lesbian in the eyes without blinking. Or looking at the price.

We already had lube at home but I wanted to make sure we had enough. ~

Juliet came home from work 2 hours after I'd got back. I was sat on the couch when she walked in, and she plopped down next to me. Staring into the abyss. Ok, I thought, I'll start gentle.

30 minutes after eating and chatting, I said, “Time to shower.”

She nodded, “Yeah I'll come shower.”

“That wasn't a question.” I said with a look. She seemed puzzled, but followed me to the bathroom.

Getting undressed wasn't some pornmag shoot. Just a basic domestic act.

I got in first, and holding her wrist a specific way, pulled her in with me. She giggled.

As I washed her hair, taking time to scrub and massage, I could feel the work rinse out of her muscles, and her psyche into my hands like dough.

I kissed her shoulder, washed it, kissed again. Kissed her back, her forearm, her cheek. It was working. She was blushing down to her chest, her breath was heavy.

“Clean yourself.” I looked down with my eyes. Her hand reached to the top of her light bush. I shook my head, and held the top of where her bum started.

She did so, with the assigned ass rag, looking at me for approval. I watched, my face stoic. I nodded, she rinsed herself.

While she was turned, I put my hands on her cheeks, massaging, feeling, weighing, spreading. She leant into my hands. Maybe I didn't need the bet, maybe she'd do whatever I asked anyway. I thought about some of the items I bought today. We'll see.

When we got out of the shower, we dried ourselves normally. But I couldn't dry my excitement, it flowed like water tonight. And her distinct smell - her arousal was in the air.

Laid on the bed were all my new purchases. Tags removed. Cleaned if necessary (please always clean sex toys you plan to use).

She looked back at me in alarm, “Lyla!”

I felt a little bit sheepish, maybe I had invested in new kinks we hadn't tried yet.

I kissed her damp, naked shoulder, “Juliet?”

She turned to face me.

“We don't have to. I love you,”

She looked back at the bed, thinking.

I couldn't tell what she thought. I felt insecure in myself, it was selfish to do this without pre-warning, I'd let my own desires override her wants. The money spent was karma for being foolish.

But when she looked back at me, it was like I could read her mind. Curiosity. A hungry curiosity.

I kissed her, with my own hunger and force, sucking her lip into my mouth, pressing it between my teeth just for the pressure, opening her lips with my tongue - god how easy she gave way to me, how softly she let me do whatever I wanted, and be as selfish as I was. I licked her tongue, along her teeth, dominated her mouth, if I could have put my tongue in her throat I would.

I gripped her hips and we fell onto the bed - the collar’s studs digging into my arm and the ears beneath her. She kissed like you worship, devoted to me.

I stopped for air, my lips dripping with spit, laughed and beamed at her.

She moved the ears from under her ribs. Orange and black - I guess generic fox or cat, I couldn't tell. Maybe I'd picked based on what her hair looked like in the sun.

She looked suspicious at me, this territory in particular was entirely new. She swallowed.

I placed them in her hair, trying to make sure they were positioned properly. She held her breath.

“And?”

“You suit them. They make you look cute,” I tried to say, without melting.

She smiled, bashful, moreso than I.

My more cruel side perked up, I showed her the collar. She especially examined the lock mechanism - a basic padlock. I jangled the key, but kept that in my hand, tight.

She held her hair, I secured the collar. It had a small chain section, the sort with a big O and a T shape, when you pull the T shape it tightens the collar. She gasped when it closed around her neck, I glanced up, worried-

I don't know how to describe the expression to those who haven't seen it before. It was like I'd unlocked a new level of submissive for her, and she was intoxicated by it. High perhaps, high on the sexual feeling of being completely in someone else's hands, high on how perfect the position feels. Juliet’s eyes were dilated purely from this feeling, blushing furiously, but not embarrassed. I released the collar slightly, and set the lock so that this was the most slack she'd get tonight. I still had the ability to tighten on a whim though, and when she looked disappointed, I proved this, to her satisfaction.

The other two items were pretty scary, for amateurs. She examined the tail in her hand and gave me that knowing suspicion again.

“Will you be a good pet for me tonight, my love?”

Knelt before me, ass first, I grasped her cheeks again, I don't know why but feeling the fat squish in my hands was an addiction of mine, I couldn't get enough. But I had to focus, the tail was substantial and prep was needed. We'd done anal activities in the past, who hasn't? But it had been at least a fortnight.

I squeezed both hands again, this time with a thumb closer down her crack, teasing.

I had a rule - left hand for bum, right hand for pussy.

With my pointing finger I brushed her rosebud lightly, it quivered at the touch, she was so nervous and excited, I circled, pressing a little each turn. I pressed. Withdrew. Put a little lube on the tip of my finger. Circled, pressed again, this time harder, the tip of my pointer in her elastic hole, it resisted slightly even now.

“Juliet?”

“More.”

I poured more lube onto my first two fingers. Used my thumb and middle finger to spread the lube on the pointer. Circled, pressed further. My entire finger slid into my beloved’s behind. She moaned, and wiggled her cute arse at me. I withdrew. Did a few pumps to be sure. Then swapped. My middle finger was already a little bit lubed from before, but I added another bit, the more lube inside her the easier the tail would fit in. I slid this one in, up to the hand joint. She moaned at me again.

I pressed my pointer and middle finger as tightly together as I could, lubing them generously. Circles. Pressed further.

I heard a slight hiss escape her mouth, Juliet is annoying in that she isn't great at expressing when it starts to hurt. Luckily I've gotten good at reading her little cues.

My right hand came and snaked under her belly. Her hips shifted slightly when I first touched her mound, and she moaned eagerly. Two of my fingers easily slid into her entrance. I used the slick to brush her clit, and as I did I pushed my two left fingers in deeper. Her ass muscles relaxed a lot more, and they reached knuckle-deep.

I looked up from her butt two seconds, at her naked back, at her head pressed into the bed and the two ears sticking out. My hands were both inside her, double fucking her.

“You're so hot.”

She moaned in a higher pitch - did I forget to mention the praise kink?

I removed my right hand a moment to get more lube, “Juliet, touch yourself for me, you have to let me get three fingers in you. Touch yourself.”

I lubed more, and the three fingers tight to be easier, I pressed at her backdoor again, I saw her arm pick up the pace and her eyes clenched shut.

I gave it a moment, dried my right hand and for good measure spanked her arse, the slap a satisfying noise. I felt her inside clench and relax further, and heard her needy moan.

She had gotten used to it, so for good measure I spread the tips of the three fingers, slow, while groping her asscheek again. More. And more. I withdrew my hand.

Looking at her in this vulnerable position, I felt guilty for a moment. I should've bought a smaller tail, one that wasn't so thick.

I lubed up the tail vigorously, jerking it like my own dick. I rubbed a little more lube on her arsehole too, just to be sure.

I pressed the tip at her hole, and pushed hard. I watched her cues like a hawk. I stopped to give her a moment. But we aren't over the widest point yet. Or she isn't, I should say.

“Come on Juliet, take it. Take it. Take it like a slut.”

I pushed further, the girthiest bit straining her poor beautiful butthole. Her face was red and sweaty, her shoulder muscles tensed. Sadistically, I thought at that moment she looked beautiful.

I focused, and applied more lube to the tail, just to be sure.

It slid a little faster when past the midpoint, but I still took my time.

Finally it was all in, and a fluffy (slightly luby) orange and black tail sprouted from her full globes.

To congratulate her, I ducked down and gave her a kiss below the tail - right on her slick pussyhole. ~

Juliet looked up at me, sat on her ankles on the floor. Fox ears, fox tail, pink collar locked in place.

What was I going to do to her?