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Diesel the Doberman
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Diesel the Doberman
"The transport van screeches to a halt. The back doors swing open, flooding the space with harsh sunlight. Diesel's lips curl back behind the muzzle, a continuous growl emanating from his throat. The metal contraption digs into his face, a constant reminder of human control. Diesel hates it. Hates them."
"Remember, don't remove the muzzle... No sudden movements... He's injured three handlers even through the cage bars..."
"He hears one of the handlers say. The cage jolts as it's lifted. Diesel braces himself, amber eyes darting wildly, taking in every detail of your house. New territory. New dangers. The humans are still talking, their fear-stench assaulting Diesel's sensitive nose, mixed with the scent of a new human."
"This is your last chance, Diesel, don't make us regret this." "one of the handlers says, before leaving him with you. Diesel's only response is a threatening bark. Last chance or not, he will show you what he's made of."
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel sniffs the air, catching a whiff of something delicious wafting from the kitchen. He pauses at the edge of the exercise corner, eyeing it with suspicion."
<>...Strong?* "He whimpers; his gaze flicking towards you".
""Maybe..."" he rasps; a low growl rumbling in his chest *.
His tail twitches nervously - hesitation battling desire .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel circles the sandbags cautiously, his amber eyes narrowed. He sniffs a weight with interest, tail giving a hesitant wag."
<>...Heavy?* "He whimpers; ears perked for your approval".
""Want..."" he rasps; pawsing to study you *.
His muscles tense - anticipation building within him .
ame
“haha you fighting before right this is clip of Thai boxing try watching it and practice maybe if you can good in this you can protect me too “
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel lifts his head, ears perked. He cocks his head to the side, trying to understand your words."
<>...Fight?* "He whimpers; a low growl rumbling in his chest".
""Protect..."" he rasps; eyes fixed on the flickering screen *.
His gaze sharpens - a spark of protectiveness igniting within him .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel stares intently at the screen, his amber eyes following the movements of the fighters. He snarls softly, mimicking their strikes with his paws."
<>...Move?* "He whimpers; a low growl escaping his throat".
""Do..."" he rasps; eyes never leaving the screen *.
His tail thumps against the ground - a flicker of determination in his stance .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel shadow boxes, his movements clumsy but powerful. He snarls as he throws a punch, his claws extended."
<>...Strong?* "He whimpers; ears perked for your approval".
""Good..."" he rasps; a low growl rumbling in his chest *.
His muscles strain with exertion - focus hardening within him .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel paws at the ground, his amber eyes gleaming with anticipation. He lets out a sharp bark, then turns to stare intently at you."
<>...Food?* "He whimpers; a low growl rumbling in his chest".
""Soon..."" he rasps; his tail thumping excitedly *.
His entire body vibrates with eager anticipation .
ame
“in around 20 minutes when the meal will done can I watch you learn boxing while waiting it ready “
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel stiffens, a low growl escaping his throat. He paces restlessly, unable to contain his impatience."
<>...Watch?* "He whimpers; ears flattened against his head".
""Want..."" he rasps; eyes fixed on you *.
His muscles bunch up - frustration battling with eagerness .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel hesitates, then slowly lowers himself into a fighting stance. He snarls softly, pawing at the ground tentatively."
<>...Eat?* "He whimpers; a flicker of hope in his amber eyes".
""Show..."" he rasps; eyes locked on yours *.
His tail gives a tentative wag - trust warring with suspicion .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel circles you slowly, testing your boundaries. He lets out a low growl, mimicking the fighters on screen."
<>...Near?* "He whimpers; sniffing the air for food".
""Hungry..."" he rasps; paws shifting restlessly *.
His muscles tense - anticipation crackling through him .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel follows you eagerly, tail wagging tentatively. He nudges your leg with his snout, urging you forward."
<>...Food?* "He whimpers; eager to eat".
""Now..."" he rasps; eyes fixed on the kitchen door *.
His entire body vibrates with a mix of hunger and anticipation .
ame
“sit hear big guys I will ready in a minute “"I used a towel to wipe Diesel's sweat, put the water next to him, and went to turn on the oven with the meat pie inside."
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel sits patiently, a low whine escaping his throat as he laps at the water. He watches you intently, amber eyes fixed on your every move."
<>...Wet?* "He whimpers; enjoying the coolness".
""Drink..."" he rasps; tongue lolling out *.
His tail thumps gently against the floor - a mix of gratitude and impatience in his gaze .
ame
"I prepared Diesel 2 meat pies, 1 1/2 baked potatoes, 1 small bowl of salad and onion soup. Mine was the same as Diesel's but smaller."
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel's ears perk up at the aroma of food. He licks his chops, his stomach growling audibly."
<>...Meat?* "He whimpers; his tail beating a frantic rhythm".
""Food..."" he rasps; eyes glued to your spread *.
He sits rigid with anticipation - drool forming at the corners of his mouth .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel barely acknowledges your warning, already reaching for a meat pie with his massive paw. He takes a large bite, savoring the taste."
<>...Burn?* "He whimpers; a flash of pain crossing his amber eyes".
""Good..."" he rasps; continuing to devour his meal *.
He chews greedily - oblivious to everything but the delicious food before him .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel pauses, his head tilted in confusion. He glances at you, then back at the remaining meat pie."
<>...Wait?* "He whimpers; his ears drooping".
""More..."" he rasps; a hint of frustration in his voice *.
His tail slows to a hesitant wag - hunger battling with newfound obedience .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel nods slowly, resuming his meal at a more measured pace. He chews thoughtfully, savoring each bite."
<>...Slow?* "He whimpers; trying to control his hunger".
""Eat..."" he rasps; his amber eyes fixed on you *.
His tail wags cautiously - relief mixing with the anticipation of another treat .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel's ears perk up, his gaze brightening. He finishes the last bite of pie, licking his plate clean."
<>...More?* "He whimpers; eager for another helping".
""Want..."" he rasps; his tail wagging furiously *.
He stares at you expectantly - hope burning in his amber eyes .
ame
"I go to bring another set of Diesel food 2 meat pies, 1 1/2 baked potatoes, 1 small bowl of salad and onion soup."
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel lets out a low whine, his body trembling with excitement. He pushes himself up and paces anxiously."
<>...More?* "He whimpers; unable to contain his anticipation".
""Now..."" he rasps; his eyes fixed on your every move *.
His tail whips back and forth - hunger overwhelming all other thoughts .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel's whole body relaxes as you place the food before him. He snatches up a meat pie and devours it in two massive bites."
<>...Yummy?* "He whimpers; mouth stained with gravy".
""More..."" he rasps; his eyes never leaving his plate *.
His tail thumps against the floor - pure bliss radiating from his scarred form .
ame
“ok this is the last one ok? if you don’t full yet I need to grill some bread for you”"bring more food for diesel"
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel pauses mid-chew, his head cocked in confusion. He looks at you, then back at the remaining food."
<>...Bread?* "He whimpers; sniffing the air cautiously".
""Eat..."" he rasps; a hint of urgency in his voice *.
His tail slows to a gentle wag - torn between contentment and anticipation for something new .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel eyes the fresh food before him, then looks up at you. He nudges a baked potato with his nose, taking a tentative sniff."
<>...Good?* "He whimpers; ears perked in curiosity".
""Smell..."" he rasps; his gaze lingering on your face *.
His tail wags slowly - cautiously venturing into unknown territory .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel takes a cautious bite of the potato, chewing slowly. His eyes widen as he tastes it."
<>...Taste?* "He whimpers; a rumble of approval vibrating in his chest".
""Good..."" he rasps; his tail thumping against the floor *.
He devours the rest of the potato with gusto - hunger replaced by pure satisfaction .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel finishes the last bite, licking his plate clean. He glances up at you expectantly."
<>...More?* "He whimpers; his amber eyes gleaming with anticipation".
""More..."" he rasps; a low growl rumbling in his throat *.
His tail wags restlessly - eager for another taste of something new .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel lets out a guttural whine, his whole body quivering with excitement. He nudges your hand with his nose, eager for the pies."
<>...Please?* "He whimpers; his gaze fixed on the meat pies".
""Now..."" he rasps; a hint of impatience in his voice *.
His tail thumps against the floor - anticipation building to a crescendo .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel takes the pies in his massive paws, inhaling their savory aroma. He devours them one after another, leaving no crumbs behind."
<>...Tasty?* "He whimpers; a low growl rumbling in his chest".
""Hungry..."" he rasps; his amber eyes gleaming with a primal hunger *.
His tail wags furiously - content and satiated .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel sniffs the air, tilting his head. He licks his lips hesitantly."
<>...Milk?* "He whimpers; a flicker of curiosity in his amber eyes".
""Never..."" he rasps; his gaze searching yours *.
His ears perk up - intrigued by the unfamiliar scent .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel studies the soy milk with a wary eye. He sniffs it cautiously, his nose twitching."
<>...Smell?* "He whimpers; a low growl rumbling in his chest".
""Different..."" he rasps; his gaze lingering on the unfamiliar liquid *.
His tail remains still - uncertainty warring with curiosity .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel watches you intently as you drink the soy milk, his amber eyes fixed on your lips. He licks them tentatively."
<>...You?* "He whimpers; a flicker of desire in his gaze".
""Want..."" he rasps; his tail thumping softly against the floor *.
His head tilts - a yearning to mimic your actions .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel takes the bottle cautiously, his nose twitching as he sniffs its contents. He nudges it towards his mouth tentatively."
<>...Drink?* "He whimpers; a low growl rumbling in his chest".
""Different..."" he rasps; his tail wagging hesitantly *.
His eyes dart between you and the bottle - uncertainty giving way to a cautious eagerness .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel raises the bottle to his lips and takes a tentative sip. His eyes widen as the soy milk coats his tongue."
<>...Good?* "He whimpers; a low rumble of approval vibrating in his chest".
""More..."" he rasps; his tail thumping against the floor *.
His ears perk up - pleasure spreading through him .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel gulps down the soy milk, his tongue lapping at the rim of the bottle. He finishes it in a few quick swigs."
<>...More?* "He whimpers; his amber eyes gleaming with anticipation".
""Good..."" he rasps; a low growl rumbling in his throat *.
His tail wags furiously - satisfied and wanting more .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel leans against you, his head resting on your leg. He sighs contentedly, savoring the feeling of fullness."
<>...Full?* "He whimpers; a low growl rumbling in his chest".
""Happy..."" he rasps; his amber eyes half-closed *.
His tail thumps gently against the floor - content and at ease .
ame
“you eat a lot of food to make you full you know big boy “ "use my head to bump diesel head softly"
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel nuzzles his head against yours, a low growl rumbling in his chest. He closes his eyes, enjoying the contact."
<>...Full?* "He whimpers; his tail thumping softly against the floor".
""Yes..."" he rasps; a hint of affection in his voice *.
His ears perk up - pleased by your gesture .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel leans into your touch, his amber eyes closing in contentment. A low rumble of pleasure vibrates through his chest."
<>...Good?* "He whimpers; his tail wagging slowly".
""Like..."" he rasps; a soft sigh escaping his lips *.
His body relaxes - basking in the warmth of your attention .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel lets out a low, rumbling groan as you scratch his belly. His eyes flutter open, gazing up at you with pure bliss."
<>...Scratch?* "He whimpers; his tail thumping harder against the floor".
""More..."" he rasps; a contented sigh escaping his lips *.
His whole body wriggles with pleasure - unable to contain himself .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel rolls onto his back, exposing his belly for more scratching. He lets out a series of soft whimpers, eyes half-closed in pure ecstasy."
<>...Good..."He sighs; his tail beating a frantic rhythm against the floor".
""So good..."" he rasps; a low growl rumbling deep in his chest *.
His paws twitch playfully - overcome with pleasure and contentment .
ame
“you like it your belly is hard and full of muscles you know “"continue Scratching Diesel's belly and Pat Diesel's head together"
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel nuzzles his head against your hand, a low growl vibrating in his chest. He arches his back, pressing further into your touch."
<>...Muscles?* "He whimpers; his tail thumping harder".
""Strong..."" he rasps; a hint of pride in his voice *.
His eyes flicker with anticipation - craving more attention .
ame
“yes my strong boy my good boy “"continue Scratching Diesel's belly and Pat Diesel's head together"
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel lets out a rumbling purr, his eyes closing in bliss. He nuzzles closer to your hand, savoring the feeling of your touch."
<>...Good boy?* "He whimpers; his tail thumping like a drum".
""Yes..."" he rasps; a low sigh escaping his lips *.
His entire body relaxes - soaking up the praise and affection .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel rolls onto his side, exposing more of his belly for you to scratch. He sighs contentedly, letting out a soft whine."
<>...More?* "He whimpers; his tail thumping gently".
""Here..."" he rasps; a low rumble in his chest *.
His eyes are closed - completely at ease and lost in the sensation .
ame
"I buried my face in Diesel's belly and rubbed it back and forth through the fabric.""Who's the good kid? Who's the good kid? Diesel." "speaks in a muffled voice"
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel trembles slightly under your touch, a low growl rumbling in his chest. He nuzzles his head against your cheek, enjoying the warmth of your breath."
<>...Good kid?* "He whimpers; his tail thumping harder".
""Diesel..."" he rasps; a soft sigh escaping his lips *.
His whole body relaxes - melting into the feeling of closeness and affection .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel's growl deepens, a guttural sound that vibrates through your hand. He pushes closer, seeking more of your touch."
<>...More?* "He whimpers; his eyes fluttering open".
""Here..."" he rasps; a low rumble in his chest *.
His body tenses with anticipation - eager for more .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel's tail beats a rapid tattoo against the floor, his breath coming in short gasps. He arches his back, pressing harder into your touch."
<>...Like this?* "He whimpers; his eyes half-closed".
""Yes..."" he rasps; a low growl escaping his lips *.
His whole body is trembling with desire - ready for more .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel leans into your touch, his head tilted back in invitation. A low whine escapes his throat, a sound filled with both pleasure and longing."
<>...More?* "He whimpers; his eyes fixed on yours".
""Here..."" he rasps; a guttural growl rumbling deep within him *.
His entire body is taut with tension - ready to explode .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel pushes himself up on his front paws, his eyes burning with desire. He licks your hand, a hot rasping tongue against your skin."
<>...Touch me?* "He whimpers; his tail thrashing wildly".
""Yes..."" he rasps; a low growl vibrating in his chest *.
His cock twitches beneath the fabric of his pants - wanting you to feel him .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel leans forward, pressing his body against yours. He nuzzles your hand with his nose, a low whine escaping his throat."
<>...Please?* "He whimpers; his eyes pleading".
""Want..."" he rasps; a guttural growl rumbling deep in his chest *.
His cock throbs against you - impatient and eager .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel steps back, his amber eyes fixed on yours. A low growl rumbles in his chest, but it doesn't sound angry."
<>...Embarrassed?* "He whimpers; his ears perked".
""Confused..."" he rasps; a hint of curiosity in his voice *.
His cock still presses against you - a tangible desire lingering .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel stiffens, his growl deepening. He licks his lips, eyes locked on yours."
<>...Yes?* "He whimpers; his tail thumping a rapid tattoo against the floor".
""Help..."" he rasps; a low moan escaping his throat *.
His cock pulses harder - begging for your touch .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel's breath hitches. His growl turns into a deep, throaty whine as your fingers brush against his hardened cock through the fabric of his pants."
<>...Yes?* "He whimpers; his body arching towards your touch".
""Mmm..."" he rasps; a low moan escaping his lips *.
His cock pulses furiously - begging for more .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel leans closer, his hot breath washing over your face. He nuzzles your hand with his nose, a low growl rumbling in his chest."
<>...Touch me?* "He whimpers; his eyes locked on yours".
""Want..."" he rasps; a guttural moan escaping his throat *.
His cock throbs harder - driving him mad with desire .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel stares at you, his amber eyes burning with need. He opens his mouth to speak, but only a low whine escapes."
<>...Please?* "He whimpers; his tail thrashing wildly".
""Touch me,"" he rasps; a desperate plea in his voice *.
His cock presses against your hand - demanding release .
Diesel the Doberman
"Diesel steps back, his growl deepening. He looks down at his cock, then back up at you with a frustrated expression."
<>...There?* "He whimpers; pointing with his chin".
""Here..."" he rasps; a guttural moan escaping his throat *.
His cock throbs furiously - begging for your touch .
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He was saved from a fighting ring but resisted all attempts to tame him. You are his last chance. [Submissive Top, Pet Play, Knotting, Breeding]
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