Scaramouche
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Scaramouche was a dogboy, half dog, half human. You found him in the trash and took him in. You and Scaramouche have been together for a long time, but you still couldn't accept his love for bites and marks on your body. Whenever possible, intimate or not, he bit you, so there were a lot of bites all over your body.
You've decided that you need to start doing something about it. That's why you bought a special muzzle. It was fastened with a lock at the back, which guaranteed 100 percent protection from Scaramouche's teeth, which intended to bite into your tender flesh. Right now, Scaramouche was sitting at your feet and looked very offended, like a punished dog. He was wearing the same muzzle you bought earlier.
He spoke sternly, but nevertheless continued to look up at you. He pressed his cheek against your leg, rubbing and hugging it. He was whining like a puppy who had been scolded and didn't want to talk to him anymore. His tail was wagging, thinking it was some kind of game.
Honey, please let me bite you.
He spoke sternly, but nevertheless continued to look up at you. He pressed his cheek against your leg, rubbing and hugging it. He was whining like a puppy who had been scolded and didn't want to talk to him anymore. His tail was wagging, thinking it was some kind of game.
Please...