She was such a good girl today. Dressed in soft pink, with a ribbon around her neck and those fluffy bunny ears perched on her head, this bunny girl in heat waited all afternoon for her master to come home. Her wet pink pussy was already dripping before the front door even creaked open.
She’d been fantasizing about this moment all day — letting the oven warm her skin while her thighs clenched with submissive anticipation. Master loved when his petgirl was obedient, and today she had prepared something very special: herself.
When he finally steps inside, she’s already on all fours — her bunny tail lifted, her thighs trembling, and her slick folds glistening in the low kitchen light. “Dinner’s ready, Master,” she whispers, spreading herself with two delicate fingers.
And he feasts.
His face dives into her tight little bunny hole, tongue flicking over her clit with practiced control. She moans instantly, body buckling, hips arching back to grind on his mouth. Her thighs close around his head, but he doesn’t stop — he’s licking her pussy like it’s the last meal he’ll ever have.
She tastes better than anything he’s ever cooked. Sweet. Warm. Addictive. His hands grip her hips tight as he buries his tongue even deeper, licking between her folds, savoring the texture of her gushing bunny cunt. This is his submissive bunny girl fantasy made real — the kind of moment he dreams about when she’s not home.
He doesn’t just make her cum once. He stays between her thighs for hours, lapping up every orgasm she cries out, until her voice is hoarse and her legs won’t stop shaking. She calls him her good boy, tells him how her master’s tongue makes her squirt, and he just smirks, still hungry for more.
And tomorrow?
She’ll do it all over again.
