Come Wag Your Tail Anytime
“You can come wag your tail anytime~”
“B-Banana…!! Bananaaa!!!”
My cracked voice echoed desperately through the living room.
The magic word that Ye-eun Seo had promised—the one that could end this horrific yet sweet roleplay.
Shouting it was the only way out of this situation.
But even after crying it out, I couldn't be sure.
Would Ye-eun, who had been toying with me like a pet, rummaging around inside me, really stop just because of this one word?
“……”
“B-Banana…”
“Yeah, no helping it~.”
At that moment, the fingers that had been about to plunge into me froze in place.
And then, they slipped out just as cleanly and anticlimactically.
“Haa, ah…”
I exhaled my trembling breath and cautiously opened my eyes.
In the mirror, I could see Ye-eun's face behind my back.
In her eyes, which had been glaring at me like she wanted to devour me moments ago, a thick, chilling regret flashed by.
A predator's gaze, eerie in its coldness, like a beast watching prey slip away right in front of it.
But that chill vanished in less than a second, replaced perfectly by her usual playful demeanor.
“Aw~. Looks like our Seo-jin really hit her limit, huh?”
“U-Uh-huh…”
“That can happen~. A little disappointing, but if Seo-jin says it's too much.”
Ye-eun's face returned to its usual gentle warmth as she let out a light laugh.
She stepped back from behind me, grabbed a wet wipe from the table, roughly cleaned her damp hand, and reached for my neck.
Click.
With the sound of the buckle unfastening, the cold leather collar that had been choking my neck slid smoothly to the floor.
“As promised, we'll end it here. You did great, Seo-jin.”
“Ah…”
“I'll clean up the floor, so go wash up in the bathroom over there. You sweated buckets.”
Ye-eun shed her pet-treating attitude like it was a lie, reverting to her usual flirty tone.
With her help, I stood up, and that's when I noticed the puddle soaking the floor.
At her gesture—like she was saying she'd handle it, so hurry up—I averted my eyes and headed to the bathroom.
She really stopped.
I still couldn't believe it, but she had kept her promise and ended the roleplay.
Her cool adherence to the agreement left me flustered, unable to say a word.
“Whoa, she actually kept her promise.”
“Eek?!”
“Isn't that obvious? It's a promise between friends~.”
“Yeah, fair enough. Don't worry, Seo-jin. I'll keep my promises too.”
Hye-won Kang, lounging sideways on the sofa and watching, drawled in a bored tone with a smirk.
She set down her phone, picked up a ruler from the table, and lightly tapped it against her palm.
“Of course, it might not be so easy when I'm holding the leash?”
“Hiiik…!”
“Why are you scaring her, Hye-won~? Seo-jin, ignore her. Go wash up quick.”
“Uh-huh…”
I clumsily covered the fluids trickling down between my legs with my hand and staggered toward the bathroom like I was fleeing.
Only after closing the door and locking it did my pent-up breath burst out.
“Haa… haa… What the hell just happened…”
Everything that had gone down felt like a dream.
The weird SM tendency test, the pet roleplay, me begging like a slutty bitch in heat.
And the mind-melting pleasure pushed to the brink until I finally managed to spit out the safe word.
Shwaaaah.
“Eut…”
I turned on the shower, and warm water poured down.
In the bathroom mirror, my reflection was still flushed from the afterglow, panting heavily.
It's over. The safe word worked perfectly, as promised.
Whenever I say it, she'll respect it and stop the roleplay immediately.
Experiencing that with my own eyes—no, my own body—wrapped me in a strange sensation.
First came relief. This was just roleplay, nothing more.
No matter how intense Ye-eun got, the safe word made it safe.
But then came an inexplicable unease and regret.
What if she ignored it someday?
Or worse, what if I got so lost in it that I couldn't say it?
“Heut…”
Even as I washed the mess between my legs under the warm stream, my lower belly throbbed hotly at my fingertips.
My neck felt oddly empty without the collar.
Ye-eun's cool fingers filling and scraping inside me kept flashing in my mind.
Regret.
I should've held out just a little longer. A bit more, and it would've felt even more incredible.
“Ah, no…! Are you insane, Lee Seo-jin? What kind of nonsense is that?!”
Horrified by my own lewd thoughts, I clutched my head and sank down.
If I hadn't said the safe word then…
Would I even be here, sane and showering?
Imagining what came next sent chills over my entire body.
Forget it, Seo-jin. Just forget.
To escape that bizarre pet experience, I scrubbed my body vigorously.
“Phew… ueut…”
“Oh? All done washing, Seo-jin?”
“Uh? Y-Yeah…”
I cautiously opened the bathroom door after rinsing off, and Ye-eun turned from the sofa with a smile in her eyes.
That gaze briefly reminded me of her as my owner, making my skin crawl, but she just glanced at her phone, ignoring me.
Seeing her treat me like regular old Seo-jin, I let out a sigh of relief.
I'm human again.
“Come to think of it, you must be hungry. We didn't order lunch. Mala tang okay?”
“Mala tang…?”
“Mala tang again? Let's eat something else for once.”
“You love that stuff too much, Hye-won. Girls gotta have mala tang sometimes.”
“That's not 'sometimes,' you bitch.”
As the two bickered over lunch, I cautiously scanned the room.
The living room looked utterly peaceful.
No trace of the chaos where I'd been naked on all fours, squirting and gasping.
The floor was spotless, the mix of alcohol disinfectant and my fluids aired out completely.
The full-length mirror that had faced me was back in the corner, and the leather collar was nowhere in sight.
Just an ordinary girl's hangout spot.
Hard to believe I'd been howling like a slutty bitch here moments ago.
“Oh, right~. I folded your clothes in my room, Seo-jin.”
“Huh? Oh, uh… thanks.”
“Go change in there~. And think about what you wanna eat on the way back.”
Ye-eun smiled and pointed to her bedroom door. I headed there slowly.
My brought and worn clothes were neatly folded.
While drying my hair, I hesitated, then picked jeans over the tennis skirt I'd worn here.
No real reason. Maybe a last-ditch effort to hold onto something masculine.
“Phew…”
Before putting on my hoodie, I eyed the bra clinging to my chest.
The plain one I'd left home in, and the black lace one I'd packed for here.
After a moment's thought, I grabbed the black lace bra.
“It really is… pretty.”
I checked myself in the mirror, then pulled on the hoodie.
Back to plain Seo-jin, and Ye-eun's lips curved in fleeting regret when she saw me.
But she quickly switched to her usual playful grin.
“So, decided? What're we eating?”
“…Let's just do mala tang. Honestly, I've been curious what it tastes like.”
“See? Told ya, Hye-won. Seo-jin would pick this.”
“What the hell, Lee Seo-jin. You… turning into a real girl?”
“She's already a girl, you bitch.”
I sighed and sank onto the sofa.
A totally chill, everyday after-school vibe for high school girls.
The extreme shift made that horrific-sweet training feel like a hallucination.
But the persistent throb and emptiness between my legs kept reminding me it was all too real.
It hurts… but damn, it was intense…
Soon the mala tang arrived, and throughout the meal, I sat in a weird tension, unsure if the spice was burning my nose or mouth.
Was my face red from the heat, or from the sticky arousal seeping nonstop under my panties? Couldn't tell.
By the time we finished, hours had flown by.
I was supposed to be at cram school, but I'd faked sick for early dismissal.
Couldn't linger too long at a friend's without raising suspicion. Time to go.
“I-I should head out now. Gotta time it right…”
“Aw, already? Stay a bit longer~.”
“Can't risk suspicion from staying too long. See ya…”
“Yeah, bye. Show me that cute puppy next time.”
“Y-You…! Whatever, I'm going.”
Hye-won, sprawled on the sofa with her phone again, waved dismissively without looking up.
No comeback for that. I grabbed my bag and stood.
Just wanted to get home fast.
As I slipped on my sneakers at the entryway, Ye-eun followed and spoke.
“Want me to walk you?”
“N-No! I can go alone.”
“Okay? Be safe. You worked hard today.”
She opened the door with her usual kind smile.
How can she do this now, after what she did earlier…?
I stared at her face a moment, then looked away.
As I stepped out—
“Oh, right. Seo-jin.”
“Eut?!”
Ye-eun lightly tugged my hoodie sleeve, leaning in close through the open door, her face right by my ear.
Her fresh shampoo scent mixed with the faint alcohol disinfectant that had violated me earlier, tickling my nose.
“How was the treatment today? Itchy spots any better?”
“Y-Yeah… thanks to you…”
“Good.”
Her lips nearly brushed my earlobe.
“So, Seo-jin.”
“Heut…”
“Next time that spot gets too itchy to bear…”
She continued with a smile.
Her everyday friend voice blended with the owner's tone that had dominated me moments ago.
“You can come wag your tail anytime~. Got it, my pretty puppy?”
“U-Uh-huh.”
“Hee, good. See ya~.”
Clunk.
With that intimate whisper, the door shut firmly behind me.
Alone in the chilly hallway, I froze like stone.
Her final words echoed in my brain.
Come if it itches too much again.
It foreshadowed that this roleplay wasn't a one-off deviation—it would continue.
Of course, it was nonsense.
Asking rational human Lee Seo-jin to shatter again was illogical.
But.
“Haa… aa…”
The slutty bitch awakening inside me twitched my crotch in response to her mocking words.
It's safe with the safe word. And above all, it felt good.
For these absurd reasons, deep in my secret heart, I was secretly anticipating the next round.
“Sh-Shut up, you bitch. I'm… never doing it again.”
I cupped my burning cheeks, ignoring the lewd voice in my head, and forced my feet to move.