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The Late Night
10 years ago
Another late night last night.
The pup dragged her claws through the wet sand, tracing the lines and contours from her memory. A memory so fresh, so teasingly thrilling, a memory bourne not of fantasy but of a reality that felt like a dream, a very pleasant dream. The soft buzzing of the circuits in the armour of the subject of her pleasure, the raised weapon, the command that had, at first, terrified her. She had gazed up from the floor at her rescuer, in awe at her strengh, her poise, the armour black with metallic plates, circuits, buckles, such a strong bold look, yet beneath it something more. A figure of such beautifully sculpted shape, beneath the hard metallic angles lay curves and soft edges that tantalised her vision. Her heart raced, her paws aching to reach up and touch the combination of curves and armour, to claw at the buckles, to feel the warmth of the beauty beneath.
She looks down, the image in the sand has taken shape beneath her claws, it stirs her deep within, her pulse grows faster, her body tingles as if electrified. She feels a familiar warmth spreading below her waist, she smiles ........
The pup dragged her claws through the wet sand, tracing the lines and contours from her memory. A memory so fresh, so teasingly thrilling, a memory bourne not of fantasy but of a reality that felt like a dream, a very pleasant dream. The soft buzzing of the circuits in the armour of the subject of her pleasure, the raised weapon, the command that had, at first, terrified her. She had gazed up from the floor at her rescuer, in awe at her strengh, her poise, the armour black with metallic plates, circuits, buckles, such a strong bold look, yet beneath it something more. A figure of such beautifully sculpted shape, beneath the hard metallic angles lay curves and soft edges that tantalised her vision. Her heart raced, her paws aching to reach up and touch the combination of curves and armour, to claw at the buckles, to feel the warmth of the beauty beneath.
She looks down, the image in the sand has taken shape beneath her claws, it stirs her deep within, her pulse grows faster, her body tingles as if electrified. She feels a familiar warmth spreading below her waist, she smiles ........
