Just a quick thing

I was chatting in Discord, talking with a patron and discussing this piece of art of Amber from Leashed:  https://www.furaffinity.net/view/39438029/

We'd talked about how she'd been tied up because she'd gone out in public in her human form but wasn't able to hold back, reverting back into her hybrid form.  After being rescued, she would be bound as punishment.

So I wrote a little bit about what could happen after that.  If you're a fan of foot play...

Bound and unable to move.  Can't even look around when he stands behind her.  Fingers through the fur of her ass, massaging her taut body.  Hmmm.  Maybe cleaning her feet slowly.  Old fashion bowl of warm water and soft cloth, detailing his finger tracing around the large pad on her forefeet and between her toes.  Trembling in the restraints, laughing but also panting because, beneath the ticklish sensations, there's pleasure and not being able to move is adding a strange new dimension to all of it.  And he's just going so slow, cleaning her glossy fur and the skin and then patting her dry.  And then nothing.  Silence.  Trying to look behind but she still can't.  Calling for him.  She knows he's there but he doesn't answer.  Sitting behind her.  She jumps when he gently touches her foot, holding the tops of her toes with one hand and her heel with the other.  She squirms but is still held so tight.  His breath puffs against the bare skin over her arch and heel and between her toes.  And then there's lips against her padding - the broad, rounded triangular leathery black skin.  She gasps and pulls against the straps.  Still holding her foot, he kisses the bottom of her big toe and then each toe in turn, pausing between.  He would tell her, then, to remind her, that she was changed.  That she couldn't hold her human form because she'd embraced her new side so well.  'Physically' he'd say, stroking down her back before lightly circling the base of her tail with his hand to give a firm tug.  'And mentally' he'd say before bending to kiss the inside of her rounded, furred ass cheek - so close to her swollen, folded pussy lips.  She'd whine and then blush, realizing what'd she'd done.

He'd stroke her ass, clawing his fingers into her fur and muscle before clenching his hand against her pussy, leaning in to her long ears to whisper 'just like a dog' before opening his hand to caress the soft lips... and then pulling out his cock to rub the head against the padding.  Stroking her slowly as he swept the head back and forth, forward and back over the strange flesh.  Her toes trembling and curling as if she could grip his dick while pre-cum smeared against the dark padding, shining in the light.  And then between her big toe and the one next to it, leaning forward to push his cock down, sighing as she moaned.  Feeling the blunt tips of her claws tapping him as he thrust slowly.  Her whines growing louder and louder until he pushed a finger inside her pussy and she crushed it.  But focusing on the contrast of the fur covering the tops of her toes, the skin on the side and the bulbous padding covering the bottom - the contrast between all of them against his smooth cock as he slid back and forth between her toes.