Moshmoe - Mosh

Remember to implement command training in the bedroom.

Place a toy on the ground between his legs and order him to “Sit” as you watch him kneel and put the toy in his cunt until he’s fully sat to the floor

Then while he’s whimpering and squirming make sure to practice “Stay” so he knows not to move while you put yourself in his drooling mouth.

Make sure to give him lots of praise and tell him how much of a good boy he is when he listens to his commands. If he does a good job and gets you off with his mouth reward him by letting him finish on the toy while you tease his dick with your fingers. If all goes well he’ll barely be able to stand after <3

Bonus if he’s collared and leashed the whole time

you can shake him. he enjoys it

Owner stepping on my head to keep me pinned down while another dog mounts and ruins my puppy hole

if you speak to me like i’m a stupid dog i will get so hard my vision will blur just saying

Maybe a little bit self-flagellation tonight. As a treat

i'm a good dog. a well-trained dog. i sit so prettily on the floor to wait for you to come home from work. you have such a stressful job ! it's only fitting that you get to come home and let it out on me.

you get home and sit yourself down on the couch. you let me sit down near your feet, close enough that your hand can go to my head and stroke your fingers through my hair. i lean into the touch, so different from how you hurt me. not that i'd ever complain.

your hand moves, holding your palm up near my face, and you smile so sweetly at me, asking me to come closer. i know what's coming, but i don't stop myself from placing my cheek so gently against the palm of your hand.

slap.

you hit me. hard. my head rocks back and i have to catch myself with my hands to keep from falling to the ground. but when i look up at you, you're smiling sweetly again.

you ask if that hurt. you apologize. you hold your hand out again. i place my cheek against your palm.

slap.

again and again. you coo at me, tell me you're so sorry, you just can't help it. my face looks too pretty, my bruises have faded too much. you just have to give me another black eye. and every time you slap, i find myself placing my bruised cheek back down against your hand.

i'm nothing if not a well-trained dog.

Tiger stripes

When he grabs your hair roughly and says “I wonder how much harder I’d have to pull for it to come out” while slowly pulling harder and harder <3333

ignore their incredulity. accept the truth. you have to be cut up to be made whole