pets at play

we sit on the floor both chained to our master slowly i run my hands over your arms your shoulders your back softly i kneed your muscles your quiet moans like music to me gently at first then harder i run the spikes of my cuffs over your skin now i feel your nails dig into my back you run your claws firmly upwards now the moans escape my lips you reach my neck your hands close around my throat the darkness closing in I dig my nails into your back our moans now louder mingle together a beautiful symphony our master is pleased