Miss Medea Mortelle - Feeding My Puppy Girl

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Miss Medea Mortelle - Feeding My Puppy Girl

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Miss Medea Mortelle's Puppy Girl Gets Fed

The Master and Her Pet

Miss Medea Mortelle's gaze softened as she looked down at the cage beneath her bed. Inside, a figure stirred, eagerly anticipating its release. With a click of her fingers, the door swung open, revealing a beautiful woman kneeling before her. This was Emily Addams, her loyal pet.

Emily's tail wagged excitedly as she emerged from the darkness of the cage. Her eyes shone with devotion as she looked up at Miss Medea Mortelle, her mistress. The room was filled with an intense emotional charge; the power dynamic between mistress and pet was palpable.

Feeding Time

Miss Medea Mortelle held out a bowl of food, tempting Emily with its aroma. The puppy girl recognized the scent immediately; it was banana, her favorite treat. With a happy bark, she scrambled to the bowl, eager to fill her belly.

As Emily began to eat, Miss Medea Mortelle watched with satisfaction. Her pet was well-trained; she knew better than to ask for food before she was given permission. Emily's obedience made her mistress feel powerful and desired.

Playing with Emily's Food

Suddenly, Miss Medea Mortelle had an idea. She crushed a banana in her hand, making it mushy and irresistible to her pet. "Sit," she commanded. Emily obeyed instantly, her tail wagging faster.

Miss Medea Mortelle held the mashed banana close to Emily's nose, teasing her. "Want to play with my shoes?" she asked, her voice full of mischief. Emily responded with a happy yelp, bouncing up and down in excitement.

Cleaning Miss Medea Mortelle's Feet

Emily's next task was to clean her mistress's feet. She took one of Miss Medea Mortelle's perfect feet in her mouth, gently licking it clean. The soft whimpers of submission that escaped Emily's throat sent shivers down Miss Medea Mortelle's spine.

Miss Medea Mortelle watched with delight as Emily moved from foot to foot, cleaning each one with her tongue. She felt a rush of dominance and satisfaction as she saw her pet completely under her control.

The Feeding Continues

As Emily finished cleaning her feet, Miss Medea Mortelle praised her. "Good girl," she murmured, her voice full of affection. She then took another banana and crushed it into the bowl. Emily eagerly lapped up the mashed fruit, her tongue relishing the sweet taste.

The feeding ritual continued, Miss Medea Mortelle crushing more banana and Emily eagerly licking it off her feet. The intimacy of the act intensified the bond between mistress and pet.

Locking Emily Back in Her Cage

Satisfied with her pet's obedience, Miss Medea Mortelle locked Emily back in her cage. She watched as Emily curled up in the corner, content and exhausted from their play. A smile tugged at the corner of Miss Medea Mortelle's lips; she couldn't wait to summon Emily again.

In the meantime, Emily slept peacefully, dreaming of the day she would be released from her cage once again to serve her beloved mistress. The thought filled her with a sense of purpose and devotion that was both humbling and exhilarating.

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