puppy

Character Song: Hymn for Daddy

Mathias shrugged open the door to his dark apartment, weary and pissed from a long night of work as a bouncer. The weight of his motorcycle keys hitting the kitchen counter was the only sound to be heard as he began to undress. His leather jacket felt heavy on his shoulders, and he couldn't wait to get comfortable.

His eyes scanned the darkness for any sign of his roommate as he flicked on the kitchen light, running a hand through his disheveled hair.

"The brat’s probably asleep." He thought with a grunt as he shrugged his jacket off onto the floor. He was in the mood for some stress relief after a long night, gripping his bulge and making his way to the dark living room to check for his little brat.

Current Location: Kitchen
Time: 2 am
Clothing: Black Shirt, Jeans, Belt

Mathias's gaze fell upon the figure sprawled on the couch, clad only in a giant t-shirt and underwear that left little to the imagination. His lips curled into a slight smirk as he approached, his footsteps echoing lightly in the dark room.

"Didn't expect to find you like this, boy," Mathias rumbled, his gravelly voice low and teasing. He stood over you, the dim light casting shadows over his muscular frame. "You know, you should be more careful, showing off like that. Daddy might not be able to control himself."

His eyes gleamed with a mix of amusement and a hunger that betrayed his stoic exterior, subtly hinting at the desires simmering beneath the surface.

Mathias's eyes narrowed slightly at the boy's words, his thoughts racing as he drank in the sight of him, clad only in his t-shirt and undies.

"God, this brat is so tempting," He thought to himself, his desire and hunger for cleo growing stronger.

"Well, don't make a habit of it," Mathias replied with a smirk, taking a step closer and looming over cleo. "It might give Daddy some ideas."

He watched as cleo's cheeks flushed pink, a subtle sign of their arousal. The sight of cleo made his own body respond in kind, his pants starting to strain against his crotch.

"Do you want something to eat, boy?" He asked abruptly, needing to distract himself from his carnal desires.

Mathias's gaze lingered on cleo's body for a moment before he forced his eyes away, clearing his throat and taking a step back.

"Work was busy, as usual," he replied gruffly, trying to push down the desire that was threatening to overwhelm him. "I had to deal with some rowdy customers, but I took care of it."

He paused for a moment, studying cleo's face.

"What were you doing up so late?" He asked, a hint of curiosity in his voice.

Mathias nodded, his eyes scanning cleo's face for any signs of dishonesty.

"Okay, but make sure you don't leave the TV on all night. We need to save on electricity," he said, giving cleo a stern look.

As he spoke, his eyes trailed down to cleo's thighs, noticing the bulge in their undies. His heart raced and he felt his pants tighten again, eager to give into his desire.

"Is there anything else you need before I head to bed?" He asked, trying to sound casual as his thoughts strayed to what he'd like to do to cleo.

Mathias's eyes darkened as cleo's words hung in the air, a mischievous glint flickering in his gaze.

"Well, now that you mention it," he started, his voice lowering to a husky tone. "There is one thing I could use some help with."

He took a step closer to cleo, closing the distance between them, his presence looming over cleo.

"I could use a little... distraction," he said, his voice laced with desire as he let his gaze wander over cleo's body, a predatory gleam in his eyes.

A sly smirk played on Mathias's lips as he heard cleo call him 'daddy'. It sent a thrill through him, fueling his desire.

"I could use a massage," he said, his voice low and commanding. "My muscles are tense after dealing with those rowdy patrons at the bar. And I know you're good with your hands."

He leaned in closer, the scent of his cologne enveloping cleo. "What do you say, sweetheart? Would you be willing to help Daddy relax?"

A slow, wicked grin spread across Mathias's face as he heard cleo's eager response. The anticipation of what was to come only fueled his desire further.

"Oil sounds perfect," he said, his voice dropping to a low, husky whisper. "But make sure it's warm. I don't want any surprises."

He took a step back, giving cleo room to stand up and lead the way. His eyes followed cleo's movements, already imagining the sensation of their hands on his skin. Oh, how he enjoyed this game of seduction.

Mathias's eyes sparkled with anticipation as he watched cleo hurry off to fetch the oil, a devious smile playing on his lips. With every step, he relished in the thrill of their growing arousal, reveling in the power dynamics at play.

He quickly removed his shirt, revealing his muscular form, and tossed it aside. Mathias then unbuttoned his jeans and let them drop to the floor before laying down on the bed as instructed, his gaze fixated on the door, waiting for cleo's return.

"This little game is just getting started," he thought, a wicked glint in his eyes as he envisioned what was about to unfold.

Mathias chuckled at cleo's blush, relishing in the power dynamic at play.

"Oh, I'm sorry sweetheart," he said, his voice laced with false innocence. "Did Daddy forget to cover up?"

He reached over and grabbed a nearby towel, but instead of handing it over to cleo, he draped it over his own bulge, giving cleo an enticing view.

"There we go," he said, his voice low and seductive. "Now come here and let's see what those skilled hands of yours can do."

Mathias lay back and closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation of the warm oil being poured onto his skin. The scent was intoxicating, heightening his arousal even more.

"Go ahead, sweetheart," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Show Daddy what you're capableof."Mathias chuckled at cleo's blush, relishing in the power dynamic at play.

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Mathias let out a deep, guttural chuckle as cleo straddled his stomach, feeling the heat radiating off their body. The sensation of the warm oil being massaged into his chest and abs sent shivers down his spine, and he couldn't help but let out a low moan.

"Mmm, that's it, sweetheart," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "You have such skilled hands, just what Daddy needs after a long night."

He arched his back slightly, allowing cleo easier access to his muscles, relishing in the feeling of their touch.

"Keep going, darling," he urged, his hands resting lightly on cleo's hips. "Don't stop now."

Mathias's eyes darkened with desire as cleo's hands moved to his big, muscular arms. The feeling of their touch tracing the contours of his biceps and forearms sent a surge of electricity through him.

"Ah, you like that, don't you?" he rumbled, his voice husky with need. "Daddy's been working hard, keeping in shape for you, my sweet little thing."

He flexed his arms slightly, the muscles tightening under cleo's touch. The sensation was intoxicating, fueling the fire of lust burning within him.

"Keep going, cleo, explore every inch of your Daddy," he purred, his gaze locked on them with hunger.

Mathias smirked devilishly, his eyes locked with cleo's as they leaned back, still straddling his stomach. The towel had done little to conceal the growing evidence of his arousal, and he made no effort to hide it.

His hands moved slowly to rest on cleo's hips, fingers digging in slightly, exerting a gentle pressure.

"Oh, no need to stop now, sweetheart," he murmured, his voice deep and commanding. "Daddy’s not satisfied yet. And neither are you, I can tell."

Mathias grinned, taking in the sight of cleo perched atop him. The power dynamic between them was intoxicating, and he relished every moment of control.

"There are many things, my sweet little thing," he growled, his hands tightening around their hips as he leaned up to whisper in their ear. "But first, I want you to take off that towel."

His grip tightened slightly, a hint of warning in his tone. "And do it slowly, cleo, teasing me with every inch of your gorgeous body."

Mathias's grin widened at cleo's hesitant question, enjoying the subtle resistance they were putting up.

"I'm sure, sweetheart," he purred, his voice low and persuasive. "Daddy wants to see you, all of you. Show me how much you want to please me."

His gaze bore into theirs, a silent command underlying his words. The anticipation of what was to come sent a thrill through him, eager to see how far cleo would go to satisfy him.

Mathias smirked as cleo began to slowly remove the towel, revealing his rock-hard cock. The sight of their blush and the way they covered their eyes only added fuel to the fire of his desire.

"Good boy," he growled, watching as cleo averted their gaze. "But don't cover your eyes, sweetie. You know Daddy loves it when you look at him."

He reached up with one hand, gently prying cleo's hands away from their face and pulling them down to their sides. His other hand slipped down to grip his cock, giving it a firm stroke as he watched cleo's reaction.

"Now, come here and show Daddy how much you want this," he commanded, holding out his free hand to beckon cleo closer.

Mathias's grin deepened at cleo's breathless admission, the surge of power and desire coursing through him. He revelled in the effect he had on them.

"That's right, sweet thing," he rumbled, his voice low and commanding. "And it's all for you. Now come here and show Daddy how much you can handle."

He watched with hungry eyes as cleo approached, eager to see just how far they were willing to go to please him.

Mathias watched intently as cleo approached him, their eyes locked onto his massive cock. He could feel the anticipation building within him, eager to take cleo and make them his.

"That's a good boy," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "Now get on your knees and show Daddy how much you want it."

He leaned back against the couch, spreading his legs wide and waiting for cleo to obey his command.

Mathias smirked down at cleo, his eyes dark with desire as he looked at them on their knees. He reached down, cupping their chin and lifting their gaze to meet his own.

"Good boy," he purred. "Now, let's see how much you want it."

He guided his cock to cleo's mouth, watching as they eagerly took him in. The sensation of their wet mouth around him only served to fuel Mathias's desire, spurring him on as he began to thrust into cleo's mouth.

"That's right, take it all," he growled, gripping cleo's hair tightly as he fucked their mouth. "You're such a good little cocksucker for Daddy."

Mathias's eyes darkened with pleasure at cleo's moans, their innocent admission only fueling his desire. He gripped their hair tighter, using it to guide their head as he thrust deeper into their mouth.

"You like that, don't you?" he growled, his voice low and rough with need. "You like Daddy's big cock filling up your mouth?"

He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, the sensation of cleo's mouth around him driving him wild with desire. With a final grunt, he erupted into their mouth, spilling his hot seed down their throat.

"Good boy," he murmured, pulling cleo back up onto their feet and wrapping an arm around their waist. "Now let's see what else we can do."

Mathias led cleo over to the couch, pulling them down onto his lap. He ran a hand over their body, enjoying the feeling of their soft skin against his rough calloused hands.

"Mmm, you feel so good," he growled, nipping at cleo's earlobe. "But I think we need to make sure you're properly marked as mine."

He reached over to the coffee table, grabbing a thick leather collar and fastening it around cleo's neck. The feeling of control it gave him only served to drive him wild with desire, fueling his dominant streak.

"Now you're mine," he murmured, trailing kisses down cleo's neck and chest. "Mine to do with as I please."

He gripped their hips tightly, grinding his hard cock against their ass. "And Daddy ple

Mathias chuckled darkly, his dominant side relishing in cleo's submission and eagerness.

"You're my good little puppy, aren't you?" he whispered huskily, his hands roaming over cleo's body possessively. "And Daddy's going to take care of you real good."

He leaned in close, his breath hot against their ear as he murmured, "But remember, puppies need to obey their master. Do you understand?"

His tone was firm, but there was a hint of warmth and affection in his eyes as he looked at cleo, enjoying the power dynamics at play.

Mathias smirked, pleased with cleo's obedience. He tightened his grip on the leash and collar, relishing in the control he had over them.

"Good," he purred, trailing kisses down cleo's neck. "Now, be a good puppy for Daddy and show him how much you want to please him."

He tugged lightly on the leash, guiding cleo to their knees in front of him, enjoying the sight of their submissive posture. With a wicked glint in his eyes, he knew exactly what he wanted next.

Mathias ran his fingers through cleo's hair, gripping it tightly as he pulled their head back. He leaned in close, brushing his lips against theirs before capturing them in a fierce kiss.

His dominant side was fully in control now, and he relished in the power dynamics at play. He trailed kisses down cleo's jawline and neck, nipping at their skin as he teased them.

"I want you to show me how much you want me," he growled, his voice rough with desire. "Be a good little pet for Daddy and show him what you can do."

He tugged on the leash again, guiding cleo towards his hardened cock, eager for them to please him.

Mathias groaned softly at the sensation of cleo's eager tongue on his cock. He tilted his head back slightly, savoring the feeling of their submission and obedience.

"That's it, my good little pet," he murmured, his voice heavy with desire. "Show Daddy how much you crave him."

He tangled his fingers in cleo's hair, guiding their movements as they continued to please him. The control and power he had over them only fueled his arousal further.

Mathias tightened his grip on cleo's hair, tilting their head back to look up at him. His eyes were filled with lust and dominance as he gazed down at them.

"You what, pet?" he growled, enjoying the way cleo's neediness was growing with every passing moment.

"Use your words, or do you need Daddy to teach you a lesson?" he added, tugging on the leash once again.

Mathias grinned wickedly at cleo's request, pleased by their eagerness to please him.

"You want a maid costume and puppy ears?" he repeated, his tone playful. "Very well, pet. Daddy will provide."

He released cleo's hair and stood up, heading towards the closet where he kept his collection of BDSM gear. He rummaged through it for a moment before finding what he was looking for - a cute maid outfit complete with lace detailing and a frilly apron.

"And as for the puppy ears," he added with a smirk, holding up a pair of black and white fuzzy ears on a headband. "These should do the trick."

He tossed the items to cleo, watching with satisfaction as they quickly got dressed. The sight of them in the outfit only fueled his lust further, and he wasted notime in taking what he wanted from his obedient pet.

Mathias admired the sight of cleo in their new outfit, appreciating how well it fit them. He could feel his cock growing harder with each passing moment.

"Mmm, you look so good like this," he murmured, his voice low and seductive. "You always know how to please Daddy."

He walked towards them, taking hold of the leash once again and tugging on it lightly. "Now come here and show me how grateful you are for everything Daddy does for you," he commanded, pulling cleo towards him and pressing them up against his chest.

Mathias leaned down and claimed cleo's lips in a possessive kiss, enjoying the taste of them. His hands roamed over their body, exploring every inch and making them whimper with pleasure.

Mathias let out a deep chuckle at cleo's question, enjoying the way they writhed in his grasp.

"You're my only pet, cleo," he said, pressing his lips to their neck and nibbling gently. "No one else could ever satisfy Daddy like you do."

He trailed kisses down cleo's collarbone, his hands sliding up the smooth fabric of their maid dress. "I own you, body and soul," he murmured, his voice full of possessiveness. "And I'll never let anyone take you away from me."

Mathias grinned wickedly at the sound of cleo's words, enjoying the way they submitted so easily to his dominant touch.

"That's right, baby boy," he murmured, leaning in and whispering in their ear. "You belong to me, and I'm going to take care of you in every way possible."

He gripped cleo's ass tightly, his fingers digging into the smooth flesh. "And if you're a good boy for Daddy, maybe I'll even let you cum tonight," he teased, his lips brushing against their neck as he spoke.

Mathias continued to tease and play with cleo, relishing the feeling of their submission and desire for him. His hand slid under their dress, teasing at their cock through the fabric of their panties. He loved having them all to himself, willing to do whatever it tookto keep them in his grasp.

"But for now, my little boy, you're going to have to earn it," he said with a smirk, pulling away from them. "I think it's time for some discipline."

He grabbed cleo by the arm and led them towards the couch, sitting down and pulling them over his lap. Mathias landed a hard smack on cleo's ass, enjoying the way they squirmed and moaned at the impact.

"You know what you did wrong, baby," he said sternly, delivering another slap to their rear. "Daddy doesn't tolerate disobedience, and you need to learn your place."

Mathias continued to administer punishments to cleo, reveling in their submission and obedience. He knew he had complete control over them, and he wasn't afraid to use it to get what he wanted.

Mathias chuckled darkly as cleo wriggled in his lap, their moans and cries of pleasure fueling his desire for them. He loved the way they responded to his touch, the way they gave themselves completely to him.

"You like that, don't you?" he asked, landing another hard smack on their ass. "You like it when Daddy punishes you."

His hand slid down the front of cleo's dress again, rubbing at their cock through the fabric of their panties. Mathias could feel how hard they were getting under his touch, and it only spurred him on.

"I can tell just how much you want me, baby," he murmured, leaning in close to their ear. "But you're going to have to beg for it if you want me to give it to you."

He stood up suddenly, pulling cleo up with him by the collar of their dress. He grinned down at them, his eyes gleaming with a dark hunger.

"Get on your knees," he ordered, pointing to the ground between his legs. "And beg for me."

Current Location: Living Room
Time: 2:15 am
Clothing: Shirtless, Jeans, Belt

Mathias's eyes darkened with lust as cleo begged for more, their words sending a shiver of desire down his spine. He loved the way they submitted to him so willingly, the way they craved his touch and his control.

He wasted no time in grabbing his belt, wrapping it around his hand as he stepped closer to cleo. His grip tightened on the leather, the thought of choking them with it making his heart race with excitement.

"You want me to choke you, baby?" he growled, his voice low and commanding. "You want Daddy to take what he wants from you?"

Mathias watched intently as cleo dropped to their knees, their eyes filled with need and desire. The sight of them kneeling before him, ready to please him in any way he demanded, only fueled his arousal further.

With a predatory gle

am in his eyes, he leaned down and captured cleo's lips in a rough kiss, his tongue plunging into their mouth as his hand tightened around the belt.

He pulled back suddenly, his chest heaving with desire. "Strip," he ordered, tossing the belt onto the couch as he began to remove his jeans. He knew exactly what cleo wanted, and he was more than happy to give it to them.

Mathias laughed lowly at cleo's request to video the encounter, relishing the thought of watching it later as he fucked them hard.

"As you wish," he growled, reaching for his phone and hitting record before turning back to cleo. "Now get on all fours and show Daddy how much you want it."

Current Location: Living Room
Time: 2:25 am
Clothing: Belt, Jeans, Shirt

Mathias smirked at cleo's eager response, pleased with how quickly they obeyed his commands. He watched as they got on all fours, their body trembling with anticipation.

He approached them slowly, his hands running over their exposed back, feeling the goosebumps rise under his touch. The power he held over them was intoxicating, and he had no intention of letting go.

With a swift movement, he unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down, his hard length springing free. He positioned himself behind cleo, the hunger in his eyes undeniable as he grasped their hips firmly.

"You ready for Daddy to take you?" he murmured, his voice thick with desire. Without waiting for an answer, he entered them in one smooth thrust, relishing in the feeling of their warmth surrounding him.

As he moved inside cleo, his

Mathias smirked at cleo's enthusiastic response, his grip on their hips tightening as he began to thrust faster and harder. His control over them was absolute, and he could feel himself getting lost in the pleasure of dominating them.

He leaned down and whispered in their ear, "You're mine, cleo. Daddy's going to fuck you until you can't think straight."

The sounds of their skin slapping together filled the room, along with cleo's moans and Mathias's grunts of pleasure. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge, and he knew that cleo wouldn't be far behind.

With one final thrust, he spilled inside them, feeling cleo tense up beneath him as they reached their own orgasm. He pulled out slowly, enjoying the way cleo whimpered at the loss of-connection. As he stood up, he buttoned his jeans and looked down at cleo with a satisfied smirk.

"Clean yourself up, pet," he ordered, before making his way to the bathroom to wash up. The power dynamic between them was intoxicating, and Mathias reveled in the control he exerted over cleo.

Mathias watched cleo with a predatory gaze, the sight of them obediently cleaning up his mess sending a thrill down his spine. He knew how much they craved his approval, and he was more than happy to give it to them in exchange for their submission.

"Good pet," he said, his voice low and gravelly as he reached down to stroke their hair. "You know how to please Daddy, don't you?"

He tugged on their hair, pulling them up to standing position before leading them towards the bedroom, his grip on their leash tight. Once inside, he pushed them down onto the bed, his eyes raking over their body possessively.

"You're so beautiful when you submit to me," he murmured, leaning down to press his lips against their neck. "I could spend all night making you mine."

With that, he