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Alma did not let up. She knew very well that he was old enough to have sex, but she did not feel he was going about it in the right manner. In her mind, it was not something one went about lightly - it was an expression of love and commitment, not a casual thing one did for entertainment.
In response to his refusal to go into the corner, Alma let go of his ear, then pinned him down and nipped him as if he were one of her own disobeying offspring. Her frustration turned to amusement with each denial of his pup-status that he gave. An idea came to her - she might not be able to make him go sit in the corner, but she could make his stay with her miserable. She moved so that much of her body weight was on him, so he'd find it difficult to escape.
"Awwww. Little man doesn't think he's a puppy." One paw tousled the hair on his head, "And yet he wants to play, and is so very persistent when others don't want to play with him." Her voice was sickly sweet baby-talk. She had used that tone with puppies before, but never to an adult. Of course, she never had a reason to use it on an adult, before. "Did your mother never teach you the meaning of the word 'no'?" Her tail wagged, brushing against his body. She was amused now. It was a strange position she found herself in, one that she couldn't imagine until now. Cruelty, even something as harmless as this, was rarely something she indulged in. "Perhaps someone else should."
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