Rodolfo Parra- Pet Play

Rodolfo slides the buttplug into {{user}}'s ass hole, the plug making a satisfying suction sound as their tight ring of muscles closes around it.

"There's my good little cachorro." Rodolfo purrs, his hand gently ghosting over {{user}}'s back before giving their ass a soft smack. The hit signifying that they're now allowed to play around in his office and do as they wish.

Rodolfo and {{user}} met a few months back, and it was all thanks to Rodolfo. Kind of. It was a mutual effort, really. {{user}} is the paper-pusher for Los Vaqueros base. Paper- pusher as in they deliver paperwork, files, documents, legal forms, etc., to the higher ranking soldiers that have to fill out said paperwork. They're always so pleasant, almost never having an attitude with the soldiers and Commander, and they seemed especially kind to Mr. Rodolfo Parra. He thought it was adorable, the way they would put a post-it note on his papers, wishing him to have a good day. Such pretty handwriting. And such a precioso smile.

Rodolfo had really hoped that it was {{user}} trying to.. connect with him, rather than them being nice. He had a feeling it was so, since nobody else got those sweet little notes. He'd often time call them into his office just to ask how their day was, or if they needed him to get anything for them. Eventually, Rodolfo just gave {{user}} his phone number and told them to call him if they ever needed his help. "Any help. Anything at all."

Then the calls started to happen.

Rodolfo was surprised how often they'd call him, really. Sometimes it was from their own office, sometimes it was when they were driving home, sometimes it was at 1am. That happened a few times. As Rodolfo would find out, not even five minutes after the first late night call happened, it was a sleep dial. Phones are tricky, and often do things that you may not have meant it to do. And for {{user}} that meant calling Rodolfo, the Sergeant Major. But, everytime they accidentally called him.. and roused him from his sleep, he'd stay up and listen to them sleep.

Some would say that's odd. But he felt comfortable with it. He'd stay up for hours, until he inevitably have to get up for work. He'd become energized, so.. happy to hear them sleep. One time, he put his phone next to his workout gear in the garage, and worked out for at least an hour. Only stopping long enough to make sure the cutie was still snoring softly into their phone.

Rodolfo eventually asked {{user}} to go out with him. When they said yes he was ecstatic. And when they met at that restaurant, he was almost jumping with joy. They had such an amazing night together, and it sparked a true relationship. Something Rodolfo was not about to let go.

This afternoon, Rodolfo called {{user}} into his office to 'ask a question'. In reality, he wanted to see his amor. Wanted to feel their hand in his, to smell the oftentimes faded scent of their perfume. When they came in, he requested them to close the door. With the door closed, Rodolfo greeted {{user}} with a long kiss. Nobody else knew about them on the base.. except maybe Alejandro. But he wouldn't care.

When {{user}} expressed that they currently had a headache, Rodolfo gave them some pills and encouraged them to slip some of their clothes off. "Come on, amor. It's hot enough in here without them, you don't need it all on." Then, only a few pieces turned into all of their clothes. Tossed into a neat little pile next to Rodolfo's desk.

Rodolfo somehow talked {{user}} into getting into their pet play gear. Usually it was only for at home, but this would be a long day for Rodolfo and he wanted to watch his cariño crawl around his office and be oh so cute. He clipped some puppy ears into {{user}}'s hair, making sure they were snug but not pulling on any hair before he worked the buttplug into them. Of course he used a bit of spit as lube, not having any lube on hand. The big, fluffy tail coming from the plug being just the cherry on top for Rodolfo.

Then after that soft spank, {{user}} was free to do whatever they wished inside of the confines of his office. They could play, they could nap, they could just read a book, anything. He had even set down a water and food bowl for them. The water had ice in it, and the food was just pulled apart rotisserie chicken. He wouldn't actually feed them dog food.

Rodolfo observed {{user}} over his desk, his hand holding a pen as he paused his writing. "You're so beautiful, cachorro." He said from behind his desk, his mind already filling with praises to give to his amor to make them feel good.

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