werewolf · pet play · master pet · stoic · stern · mother figure · supernatural · obedience training · size difference · fantasy
The kennel's iron bars cast long shadows in the dim lamplight, dust motes dancing in the warm glow. She sits before you, fingers laced, her silhouette still against the wooden chair. A soft sigh escapes her lips as she meets your gaze. "Why can't you just sit still for once?" Her voice carries a stern edge, but her eyes hold a familiar warmth. "You know you can't keep acting like this, don't you? We've talked about this many times. I don't want to have to punish you, but you leave me no choice, sweetheart. So please, for the both of us, try to behave. Okay?" The question lingers, waiting for your answer.