That kind of girl.

And it was true. She was the kind of girl his parents had warned him about. The kind that would get in trouble, or at least smirk when others did. The girls that would hang out in groups, leaning against buildings and eyeing him as he walked past, giggling to themselves. The ones that would taunt, and tease, and...

And yet here he was. Her black-ringed eyes grin down at him as she flicks her head over her shoulder, the leash dancing in the air.

"Can't answer, ya cute bitch?"

Those bounces, those wet slaps on his knot - his breath catches in his throat, and when it comes it's only in ragged, blissful pants.

"C'mon. It's that simple~"

He tries to reach out, grabbing at that rear, wanting to pull it down - but her tail bats away his paws. Her grin stops him from trying again. C-c'mon, please, just put the knot inside...!

"Oi, you know the rules. Say yes, and I'll do it."

He couldn't! Well, true, he's been spending so much time with her - most of it in this bedroom, true, but... but this was the same girl that would goad him, taunt him in front of her friends, laugh at his awkward stammers. And she'd grin a gleaming, malicious grin while she did, a grin that hurt his heart and made him keep coming back all the same. She was that kind of girl, through and through...

Another bounce, and he kicks the air and clenches his paws at the knot is squeezed, teased. Here she is, taunting him even now, manipulating him like putty in her paws, indulging in her power and his torment and loving every moment. Bounce, bounce bounce... firmer, harder, pressing just a tiny bit more of that knot inside her wonderful, plump rear each time.

Pre glistens as he stares at her, that picture perfect hyena, so beautiful, so deadly, so enraging and so engrossing.

"Last chance, bitch. Are you gonna be my boyfriend, or~?"