Page 14 of Back Where He Belongs

Kier had been brought in from the cold, fed, kept warm and now he was collared.

Claimed.

Owned.

Home.

“You’re all mine. No matter how far apart we are, you remember just who owns you, Freckle.” The dark tone of Dougie’s voice made Kier’s balls throb with desire.

Douglas sat back on his heels and pulled Kier to sit up too. Dropped during their tussle, Dougie retrieved the pup hood, and with a nod from Kier, the leather was slipped over Kier’s face and secured behind his head. Just as it had happened when he was Pup Dougie’s Alpha, from the moment the hood was secured the pup was no longer permitted to speak human words. It was easy for Kier to let go of his inhibitions and fall into the instinctive emotional mindset he knew as his pup headspace because Freckle was with his Dougie. He was safe, and there was nowhere else he’d rather be.

Pup Freckle moved up onto his knees; his hands fisted like paws. He barked a “Woof” of consent and then wiggled his ass with happiness—but something was missing.

“Where’s yer tail boy? Go find yer tail”, Dougie said in an enthusiastic, playful voice. Freckle looked behind and shook his ass. He whined and whimpered, confused at the missing something.

“Where’s yer tail?” Dougie said again. Freckle clambered onto the floor and started to spin in a circle, chasing his ass as if he would find the tail there if he moved fast enough.

“Is it under the cushion?” Douglas asked. Freckle crawled over and thrust his muzzle under the cushion, and then into Dougie’s lap.

“Is it in the trunk? Go look in the trunk,” Dougie suggested enthusiastically. Freckle clambered off the couch and climbed inside the trunk in his scurry to locate what was missing. Douglas laughed out loud when, a moment later Freckle’s red shaggy-haired head popped up, a plastic-wrapped butt plug tail in his mouth. Within moments Freckle was in his handler’s lap, presenting the tail butt plug and being rewarded with a tummy rub.

“There’s daddy’s good boy,” Douglas praised and ruffled Freckle’s red hair.

“Now boy, roll over and show me that ass!”

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