As Dog eagerly awaited his reward, he lay in a luxurious tub, his eyes fixed on the figure above him. The mistress's legs were spread wide, her scent filling the room. He knew what he wanted—he wanted to be as close as possible to her, to experience her in every possible way.
The mistress, sensing his anticipation, slowly sat down on the tub's edge. Her eyes met his, and for a moment, they shared a connection. She smiled at him, a mix of tenderness and mischief, and then positioned herself directly over his head.
Dog gave out a low, grateful growl. He'd never imagined such a treat—being this close to his mistress, feeling her warmth radiating down onto him. He looked up at her, his tail wagging slowly back and forth.
"You know what to do, Dog," she said, her voice low and sultry. Dog nodded eagerly, his heart beating faster. He didn't need to be told twice. As she began to stroke herself, Dog's mouth watered in anticipation.
Slowly, she lowered herself onto the glass dildo, her eyes closed in pleasure. Dog could see the movement underneath her, feel the vibrations through the tub. He whimpered, his cock throbbing in response.
Then, without warning, the mistress tipped over the edge. Her hips began to move in time with the vibrations, her moans filling the room. Dog watched, entranced, as she let out sudden, sharp cries of pleasure.
And then, without being told, Dog opened his mouth. A steady stream of warm piss sprayed out from between her legs, hitting him square in the face. He didn't hesitate—he swallowed, eager to taste every drop.
Around him, the room echoed with the sounds of pleasure—moans, grunts, and the soft splashing of urine on skin. Dog felt as though he were in a dream, experiencing something so intense it was almost painful.
Finally, the mistress cried out, her body arching upwards. Tremors ran through her, and she let out one last, long moan. Dog watched, mesmerized, as she shuddered in her climax.
For a moment, both of them were still, catching their breath. And then, slowly, Dog raised his head, his eyes locking onto hers. He growled softly, a mix of gratitude and pride.
She smiled, reaching down to stroke his ears. "Good boy," she murmured, her voice full of love. And with that, Dog knew he'd been rewarded not just with a golden shower but with the ultimate show of trust and affection.
