Becoming His Submissive (con't)

I woke up from my nap to my dog's wet tongue licking me in my face. 

"Moooove!," I groaned, pushing her head away from mine. 

She jumped down from my bed and brushed her nose up against my other's dog nose. He hopped on my bed, wagging his tale, whining like a baby. 

"Go away!"

My dog leaped off my bed and shook his coat. 

I rolled over onto my stomach, stretched my arms and legs across my bed, and looked up at my dogs. 

"Do you have to go to the bathroom?"

Both of my dogs sat at attention and tilted their heads to the left, then pranced around in circles. 

"C'mon!"

They sprinted to the front door. 

I wiped my eyes and got up from my bed. It was 11:45 in the morning and I still had a whole day ahead of me, including an eventful trip to the post-office. One hell of a journey. 

I slipped on my jeans and coat, grabbed my phone and keys, and leashed my dogs for their morning walk outside. I checked the time on my phone and it read 11:55. I had five minutes left before check-in. 

...to be continued (keep reading)

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