Scritches (Patreon)

You give your submissive some head scritches.

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You watched their eyes roll back as your hand brushed through their hair. “Awh, does that feel good?” You asked, looking down at them in the chair. They nodded softly, their eyes closing, just savouring the sensation. “Good, because you’re such a good pet.”

As they shivered in delight at the praise, you took your hand away, still looking down at them, taking them in. They looked wonderful like this. “And good pets deserve good scritches.” You said. As they heard the last word, they let out a soft gasp. Your new trigger was working.

“That’s it, My good pet. Scritches.” They bit their lip as the phantom sensation of hands in their hair intensified. Their body shivered at the feelings on their scalp. Their eyes opened again, looking up at you, lost in the wonderful feelings. “Scritches, pet. More and more.”

Their little gasps became a soft “Yip.” Their mind slipping so easily into a pet headspace. Your hand returned to their head, joining the phantom ones massaging through their hair.

“Good scritches for a good pet. You’re doing so well for me. And it feels so nice, right?”

You paused, as they began nodding, still letting out gentle sounds of bliss, before continuing. “So nice to let your thoughts get scritched away, isn’t it?”

Their eyes focussed on yours for a second, before going glassy again, as the scritches massaged their thoughts away.

They looked so cute, the way their mouth hung open slightly, the way their body slumped down as their mind went blank and empty.

“That’s it, pet. Scritches pulling you deeper, as they get more intense. You just want to sink deeper for scritches, don’t you?” You asked, your other hand joining your first in their hair. “That’s it. Good pets get good scritches, and you’re such a good pet, aren’t you?”