"Close your eyes, puppy. And hold your hands out."

You do as commanded, feeling the heavy footsteps drawing closer, along with the sound of clinking metal. Is it... chains? Something else? Your breath hitches as you feel something warm fill your grip - It's large, bouncy, and as he breathes, you can feel it heave in and outwards. Without needing to be told your hands graze upwards, marvelling at the heft as you work around that big belly, the man above you giving a deep chuckle and a growl of satisfaction.

"That's it, good puppy. You can open your eyes."

You do as commanded yet again, and see the man you were waiting for - Faceless, but his belly fully in your grip as he softly tussles your hair. You can feel your arousal in your cheeks as you work his heft even harder, the man grabbing your hair and pulling you against him, your face almost totally enveloped as you struggle to catch your breath.

"That's it. You're going to be a very busy puppy tonight..."