Makima once again was humming along to the soothing and beautiful words of the music that her MP3 player was providing to her.

She was familiar with the artist but had been told by her "business partners" that the song hadn't released yet in her timeline. A concept which sounded funny to Makima, like she had her hands on something precious that only she possessed. And she did love her possessions.

Speaking off…

The door to her office once again open and she saw her loyal boy Denji walk in, his head down and staring at the ground. Makima paused the music and pulled the earbuds out of her ears and gave Denju a good look. Her loyal pet was feeling down it seemed.

"Aww what's wrong Denji?" she asked softly. Denju muttered something inaudible, still not looking at her and keeping his eyes firmly towards the ground. "You have to speak a bit louder" Makima said with an unflinching smile and expression.

"I uh….could you uhm….could you do again what you did a few days ago…"

It had only been three days since she gave him a little "treat" which she felt was appropriate at the time. She eyed him slowly, her expression emotionless and her arms crossed.

"Oh well this is unexpected. Does my dog think he can ask something of me?" Makima asked rhetorically. Denji's face immediately sunk and he quickly tried to apologize "no! no! I didn't mean it like that I promise I'll leave now…"

Makima raised her hand, signaling him to quiet down. Denji gulped and remained silent as per her demand. She then beckoned him with her finger and the ever loyal boy stepped forward until he was a few inches removed from her.

"Sit boy"

Without a single peep Denji dropped down onto his knees. Makima smiled and glided a hand through his hair like she was petting him.

Taking a few steps backwards, Denji watched in awe as Makima began undoing her belt, placing it on the desk behind her. Followed by an almost slow motion movement as she proceeded to slowly pull her pants down, with Denji, still on his knees getting a prime view at her black lace panties and the outline of her butt which he had lusted after for so long.

Followed soon by her panties, which where dropped in one fell swoop. Makima bend backwards and sat upon her desk, her legs wide open and her glistening womanhood on full display. Needless to say Denji was in awe.

"So are you going to be a good boy and listen to your owner?" Makima said. Denji nodded his head and barked at her request.

"Very good," Makima said as she grabbed her earbuds and placed them back into her ears before she beckoned Denji to come closer and told him "now pleasure me like a good boy."

Her legs where spread wide open as she on the disk. Her wet pussy was right in front of him. On all fours Denji crawled towards her and the moment he was close enough, Makima's left hand grabbed him by the hair and forced his head in between her legs.

As soon as his mouth made contact with her pussy, she pressed play. Her favorite song playing in her ears as her loyal pet got to work pleasing her.

"Come, come, come into my world."

As expected, Denji was sloppy and untrained. His tongue was all over the place, just licking the outside of her pussy and very sloppily going inside of her, barely trying to find her clit. Makima wasn't fazed, her standards weren't exactly high when it came to Denji, a boy who grew up with no education to speak off, so any form of sex ed or anything besides pornography was all he knew. He had no idea how to please a woman.

But that's why he was her dog, so she could train him.

"Take these arms that were made for loving.

And this heart that will beat for two.

Take these eyes that where meant for watching over you."

After a good minute Denji seemed to get hang of things and his tongue reached her clit. Makima couldn't help but lightly moan, giggling as she did as she held a tight grip on Denji's head, keeping him firmly into place.

"Hmmm right there….hmmm yeah right there good dog."

Denji's efforts increased upon that spot and Makima began to shiver slightly, pleasure began coursing through her body at a slow but incredible pace. Her grip on his hair became even tighter as she made sure he kept his head right there at the spot.

"I need your love.

Like night needs morning."

"Hmmmm" she moaned softly as Denji continued to flicker his tongue at her clit at a consistent pace. It always felt so incredible when a good dog tried so hard to please its owner, and that was exactly was Denji was to her. Her pet to do as she pleased and in this case, he was pleasing her.

"Such a good boy Denji….hmmm….if you do it good you get more treats" she promised. Immediately at this point Denji began to lick incredibly faster, nipping and sucking at her clit with such vigor which took Makima by surprised as she began to hum along with the rhythm of the song she was listening too as Denju pleased her.

"Take these lips that were made for kissing

And this heart that will see you through

And these hands that where made to touch and feel you."

She was close. Makima was impressed by Denji's tenacity and willingness to go this far. But just like dangling a treat in front of a dog, they will do just about anything.

"Hmmm yes…." Makima softly moaned in pleasure as she came. Her orgasm overtaking her and spilling right over onto Denju's face as he took it all in. He quickly and greedily lapped up her juices as she came, salivating in the taste just like she had done with him.

Once her orgasm subsided she released her grip on Denji's head and he staggered backwards and fell down on the floor. Makima looked at him, her legs still wide open and her juices running down her leg as she observed Denji with a sweet smile and a possessive look in her eyes.

"Come, come, come into my world."

A/N: So I decided to continue the story and make it a bit more interesting then just simple smut without a plot. There will be more happening very soon so I hope you will all stay tuned for this story.