Playtime with Pets

It was around noon on a Tuesday when I received the text from Miss Alex: "My place. 2 p.m."

The short, simple message sent a shiver down my spine. As a submissive, I live for brusque, mysterious instructions out of the blue. This one had all the elements.

The next couple of hours were something of a blur. I think I may have showered twice and brushed my teeth three times. I trimmed my pubic hair so there was just a few stragglers left on my balls. I went through my

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