18+, Minors DNI
Loving Coryo like a dog.
He knows you do. He knows that you have an undying devotion to him. How you'll grovel at his feet every time you make the smallest of mistakes. How you stick by his side, loyal, dog-like, no matter how he treats you.
It's pathetic in his eyes, but at the same time, he loves it. He basks in it. Every day, he finds some way to test you, to see how far you'll go to please him.
Sometimes he's nice. Making you kneel by his feet while he works, and sometimes if you're nice and quiet, you can put your head on his lap. You wait by him, patiently, for him to feed you from his hand. It's messy, when you suck on his fingers, careful not to bite down, but he has a sick fascination with the way your tongue will lap at the sweet frosting until the digits are clean. Then, he'll pat your head and caress your face, telling you how good you are, how such a good little thing like you deserves a treat.
Some days, he'll leave you alone all day in that fancy mansion, without a call, without a warning, just to see if you'll wait by the door for him. On those nights, he comes home to see you curled up in bed, all prettied up for him. When he gently wakes you up from your slumber, you're there to press a kiss to his cheek, happy to see him home and next to you. On those nights, he'll let you lie down, sleepy, pleasant, and oh so obedient, as he licks at your weepy cunt, fingers curling in the way that you like until you’re shaking and crying, "I love you" falling from your lips, and hands grabbing at his disheveled curls.
Sometimes, however, he can be cruel. Grabbing at your hair, throwing you around the tangled sheets, forcing you to look at him while he tells you how bad you're being. He'll wrap his belt around your neck, pulling your lips down his cock. And if you bite, if you choke and pull away, he'll land a harsh smack to the side of your face and pinch the burning skin until you whimper and beg him for forgiveness.
You didn't mean to bite. You didn't mean to talk back. You just got upset. But you were bad. And bad dogs need to have their behavior corrected.
The expensive wedding ring is less of a sign of love and more like ownership. It's a collar that sits on your finger, and no matter how short your leash is, or how tight he pulls, you'll always follow. Because you're his dog. Loyal, devoted, and obedient, just how he likes.