With a groan of pleasure Kael pulled out his dick with a pop and covered Piper's back with a river of cum. Piper let her face fall to the carpet as she tried to catch her breath. She grimaced at the feeling of his warm, sticky cum slowly dribbling down her back, a little trickle making it's way down her left shoulder. She felt Kael reach foreword and pat her gently on the head.
"Very good girl," he panted behind her, "Now go get cleaned up." He said giving her a little pat on the bottom to hurry her along.
Piper got up gingerly, and headed for the bathroom. She climbed into the shower and let the hot soapy water work it's magic, washing away the cum and the sweat, and a few tears. She climbed out of the shower and dried herself off. She turned to examine the damage in the mirror. Her but looked a little red, but otherwise alright. She got on her "clothes" and, still wringing some water from her hair, walked out of the bathroom. She was surprised to find Kael standing there waiting for her.
Piper was confused, he'd usually left by now. He did usually fuck her a few times a visit, but if he wanted more why had he told her to clean up? Kael motioned for her come, so she did. She stood before him again, feeling more then a little apprehension, was he going to inflict some new indignity on her?
"You've been a good girl Piper," Kael said reached out to stroke her cheek, "A very good girl, and you have earned a reward." He turned and faced away from the bed.
"Heel." he said as he started to walk away.
Piper almost lost it right there, Heel? "I'm a person, not a dog!" she almost shouted at him. But curiosity got the better of her. What sort of reward was he going to give her. She fell into step beside him and walked with him into the mist. |