Jeff let out a small heave and poured a little bit of soap on Jennifer's feet. He begun to clean them like a good submissive dog that he was. Jeff was taking his sweet time by scrubbing Jennifer’s toes with his fingers and taking some water from the bowl to wash the soap off. He begun to massage Jennifer's right foot as he spun his thumb on her sole and keeping his hand on her foot's bridge. Jeff used his another arm to rub Jennifer's whole leg clean from toes to the ankle with the droplets of lukewarm water.
Jennifer was turning red as her foot was massaged by man who was too deep into that furry stuff. She was loving it. A personal puppy dog servant who did what she told him to do. Jennifer's breathing was getting faster and heart pumped more blood as Jeff was pretty good service dog. No even better than that. Jennifer hadn't imagined how foot massage could be this hot as she just wanted to humiliate Jeff. The massage felt more intense as Jeff put his face closer and closer to her foot. He begun to rub Jennifer's arch with his thumbs while sniffing her foot. Jeff was comparing the smell between Jennifer’s clean and dirty foot. Jennifer was speechless how Jeff expressed his happiness to be her personal submissive service dog. Jennifer had to hold herself back from rubbing her lubricated clit in front of her puppy dog.
Jennifer found it difficult to hold back as she could feel Jeff pouring his love through his fingers on her toes. Jennifer let out a small muffled moan as she bit her lower lip. Her grip on the lube bottle got stronger as her brain jolted with electricity. Was the room getting hotter around her or was it the fact that her boyfriend was making the temperature rise?
Jennifer started to imagine how hot would it be if Jeff mounted her like a dog. Why did she have these thought all of a sudden? She had to change him more than this. But should she? Could she return him back to normal? Did that old computer have return function? Jennifer had no idea but the idea made her brain foggy.