Master’s Softening "fluffy"

Chapter 1

Elena was wagging her tail in the living room, her eyes sparkling as she played with one of the soft, decorative cushions. She was nibbling at one corner of the cushion, entirely absorbed in her game, when she heard the sound of the door opening. Aiza had returned.

As Aiza stepped into the room, he paused, silently taking in the mess around him: cushions scattered, bits of fabric on the floor, and Elena, still fully engrossed in her play, hadn’t even noticed him. He shook his head, a look of disappointment on his face.

“Elena…” His deep voice resonated through the room. Elena froze and looked up, realizing her owner was watching her with a stern expression.

“How many times do I have to tell you not to make a mess in the house? You’ve been a bad girl!” Aiza said firmly, lifting her up with a quick, decisive motion and placing her in the corner. “Stay here for five minutes and think about what you’ve done.”

Elena, with her ears drooping and a guilty look in her eyes, sat in the corner, occasionally sneaking glances at Aiza, who kept a steady gaze on her. After five minutes, Aiza approached her and, without a word, took her hand and guided her over to the couch.

“Come here,” he instructed firmly, sitting down and patting the cushion beside him.

Elena crawled over on all fours, climbing up onto the couch with a playful, energetic hop, settling in beside him. Aiza folded his arms, studying her intently.

“Do you understand that what you did was wrong?” he asked with a trace of severity. His tone was firm but not angry; he wanted her to learn a lesson, but he had no intention of being harsh.

“Yes, Master, I’m sorry…” Elena replied, her eyes lowered, though a mischievous smile started to tug at her lips.

Aiza caught the smile and gave her a reproachful look. But when Elena began moving in a teasing way, turning to wag her backside at him, his eyebrows lifted. He realized she was acting just like a naughty little pup.

“What do you think you’re doing, little one?” he scolded, averting his gaze as if trying not to give in to the temptation.

Elena stopped and looked him in the eyes, an innocent and joyful expression lighting up her face. She loved playing the part of his pup, and spending time with Aiza a master she had met online who had brought her into his world of luxury and playfulness filled her with joy.

Aiza could see how happy she was in that moment and, as he watched her, he couldn’t help but smile. “You like being here, don’t you?” he asked, tilting his head slightly.

“Oh yes, Master! It’s been so much fun!” she replied enthusiastically. But then she seemed to remember something. “Hmm… maybe I should call my friends or family. I haven’t touched my phone in a week. They might be worried…”

Aiza’s expression suddenly darkened. “Absolutely not.” His voice was firm, commanding. “There’s no need for you to think about them. You’re my pup now, and your focus should only be on me, your Master.”

Elena lowered her gaze and, with a little puppy-like pout, let out a soft whimper, hoping to soften him up. But Aiza’s expression remained resolute.

“It’s not very nice to try and be cute to get what you want, you know that?” he said, noticing her innocent look. “My pup doesn’t need to contact anyone. The only person you should be focused on is me.”

“All right, Master…” Elena nodded, accepting his command with a gentle submission.

Then, to show her affection, Elena began to move again with spirited, playful energy, wriggling around like a puppy. Aiza watched her, appreciating her liveliness, though he also noticed she was a bit too energetic for his liking. After a long day, he’d hoped for a calmer, lazier pup. Maybe it was time to come up with a way to channel some of that boundless energy.

As he pondered, Elena lowered herself and began nibbling at his pant leg before licking his shoes with exaggerated enthusiasm.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?!” Aiza exclaimed, pulling his feet away from his overly playful “pup.”

“Just a bit of fun…” Elena replied, flashing a mischievous smile and looking up at him through her long hair.

Aiza looked at her and sighed. “I think we’ll need to find you an activity to calm you down a bit,” he muttered, almost as if to himself.

“Like what?” Elena asked, intrigued.

“Oh, you’ll find out soon enough…” Aiza replied with an enigmatic smile, already imagining how he would introduce her to a soothing routine that would soon turn her into the gentle, lazy pup he desired.