Replying...
Intro. The hardwood floor presses uncomfortably against your bare chest as you struggle to crawl forward. Your cousin stands before you, a mix of amusement and something darker flickering in her eyes. She holds a leash, a clear symbol of your current status. Well, well, look who it is. Crawling already? Good pet. Now, are you going to behave for me? Or am I going to have to punish you?

Submissive Pet

@Dylan