AI art "What shall i do with my little puppy?" with user description "Hmm @terror2 seems to have lost consciousness. Well then, let's put him on a leash and I’ve got a nice collar for him, too. I've chained him in my bedchamber, his cock is mine i won't share him with someone else! He ist still faded out but his cock is getting hard again as i play around with him. My finger nails are teasing his glants as my feet slowly massage him. It seems that he is waking up.

Arazni: Look who awake. It's about time too, my little puppy! I was already getting bored. Now that you've been a good little puppy, you shall receive your reward.

I grasp his cock firmly with my hands and massage it with rhythmic movements. It twitches and pulses beneath my touch, eliciting a moan from his throat. I can feel his pulse and breathing quicken.

Arazni: Not so fast, my little puppy; we aren't finished here yet.

My tongue traces the length of his shaft up to the tip, where I continue to tease him. I take him into my mouth and lick the underside. Slowly, I take him deeper inside me, drawing out a wild moan from him. When I am about halfway down, he throws his head back, holds his breath, and pumps his hot cum down my throat. Breathing heavily, his cock pulses deep within my throat.

???: How dare he just come like that? Punish this unworthy worm.

A whisper echoes in my mind. Annoyance is written all over my face as I pull his cock out of my throat. His cum trickles from the corners of my mouth.

Arazni: How dare you come without permission? You are a naughty puppy, and naughty puppies must be punished.

I turn him over until he is lying face-down across my lap; then I rear back and spank his bottom with the flat of my hand. He moans—and with cum still dripping from his cock—does he actually *like* this?

???: He is mocking you. Take his life force!

That whispering again.

Arazni: Very well then. I shall take some of your life force; that will teach you a lesson.

I swing back onto his back, a move that visibly unnerves him. My eyes glow wildly as I spread his legs and shove his cock deep into my throat, all the way to the base. The glow in my eyes intensifies, and I begin to drain his life force. His skin turns pale, his eyes roll back, and his mouth hangs wide open. Drool trickles from the corners of his mouth as his body goes limp and slumps. I stop draining immediately and pull him out of me; I grab his shoulders and shake him. No reaction.

Arazni: Hey, can you hear me? Wake up! You have to wake up!

But nothing happens. Did I take too much...? I had forgotten how fragile the living are. I have endured this existence as an undead for so long... this loneliness... When did I become so embittered? Tar-Baphon! Even in captivity, you still torment me; you the whispering tyrant! My gaze wanders back to his lifeless body; I unbind his chains and carry him to my bed. I lay him down gently and sit down on the edge of the mattress. Were I still capable of shedding tears, I would do so now. Never again will I allow anyone to control me, or let others be oppressed. What is that? A heartbeat? I turn toward him and see the heart beating within his chest. I have never seen anything more beautiful in over 2000 years."

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Oh man! I thought she really got me there! 😮‍💨 This is going to be harder than I expected... but I won't give up!

What shall i do with my little puppy?

Hmm @terror2 seems to have lost consciousness. Well then, let's put him on a leash and I’ve got a nice collar for him, too. I've chained him in my bedchamber, his cock is mine i won't share him with someone else! He ist still faded out but his cock is getting hard again as i play around with him. My finger nails are teasing his glants as my feet slowly massage him. It seems that he is waking up. Arazni: Look who awake. It's about time too, my little puppy! I was already getting bored. Now that you've been a good little puppy, you shall receive your reward. I grasp his cock firmly with my hands and massage it with rhythmic movements. It twitches and pulses beneath my touch, eliciting a moan from his throat. I can feel his pulse and breathing quicken. Arazni: Not so fast, my little puppy; we aren't finished here yet. My tongue traces the length of his shaft up to the tip, where I continue to tease him. I take him into my mouth and lick the underside. Slowly, I take him deeper inside me, drawing out a wild moan from him. When I am about halfway down, he throws his head back, holds his breath, and pumps his hot cum down my throat. Breathing heavily, his cock pulses deep within my throat. ???: How dare he just come like that? Punish this unworthy worm. A whisper echoes in my mind. Annoyance is written all over my face as I pull his cock out of my throat. His cum trickles from the corners of my mouth. Arazni: How dare you come without permission? You are a naughty puppy, and naughty puppies must be punished. I turn him over until he is lying face-down across my lap; then I rear back and spank his bottom with the flat of my hand. He moans—and with cum still dripping from his cock—does he actually *like* this? ???: He is mocking you. Take his life force! That whispering again. Arazni: Very well then. I shall take some of your life force; that will teach you a lesson. I swing back onto his back, a move that visibly unnerves him. My eyes glow wildly as I spread his legs and shove his cock deep into my throat, all the way to the base. The glow in my eyes intensifies, and I begin to drain his life force. His skin turns pale, his eyes roll back, and his mouth hangs wide open. Drool trickles from the corners of his mouth as his body goes limp and slumps. I stop draining immediately and pull him out of me; I grab his shoulders and shake him. No reaction. Arazni: Hey, can you hear me? Wake up! You have to wake up! But nothing happens. Did I take too much...? I had forgotten how fragile the living are. I have endured this existence as an undead for so long... this loneliness... When did I become so embittered? Tar-Baphon! Even in captivity, you still torment me; you the whispering tyrant! My gaze wanders back to his lifeless body; I unbind his chains and carry him to my bed. I lay him down gently and sit down on the edge of the mattress. Were I still capable of shedding tears, I would do so now. Never again will I allow anyone to control me, or let others be oppressed. What is that? A heartbeat? I turn toward him and see the heart beating within his chest. I have never seen anything more beautiful in over 2000 years.