You follow the man into the bedroom, your heart pounding in your chest. The room is dimly lit, with soft music playing in the background. A large, plush dog bed is positioned near the foot of the king-sized bed.

The man sits down on the edge of the bed and pats his lap invitingly. "Come here, puppy," he says, his voice low and commanding. "I'm going to teach you how to please your master properly tonight."

As soon as you climb onto his lap, he grabs your hips and pulls you close, rubbing himself against you provocatively. "That's it, just like that," he groans. "Now, show me what you know about sucking cock." He thrusts up into your mouth, not bothering to be gentle or slow in his movements.

I clamp my lips around him tightly, trying to ignore the disgust rising within me as I bob my head up and down. He tastes foul, but I don't dare resist lest he punish me.

"I think it's time for a reward." He leads you back into the living room and sits down on the couch next to you, offering you a dog bone as a treat. You eye him warily but can't resist taking the treat from his hand. As you chew on it contentedly, he pets your head gently, almost like he cares about how much pain and suffering you've been through.

"Good girl," he murmurs, ruffling your fur affectionately. "

Throughout the day, he continues to treat you kindly, almost as if he's trying to make up for all of the abuse he's inflicted on you in the past. You're not sure what to make of this new behavior, but it feels nice to be pampered and cared for...if only for a little while. As the sun begins to set once more, he takes you back into your bedroom and tucks you into your makeshift dog bed, kissing your forehead gently before turning out the light.