The lady of the house, dressed in a power suit and towering heels, finds her puppy boy in the kitchen. He's on all fours, naked, sniffing the floor. She clucks her tongue, "Not like that, puppy." She grabs a leash, attaches it to his collar, and leads him to their playroom. She sits on a chair, crosses her legs, and orders him to "Fetch." He retrieves her shoe, places it gently in her hand. She smiles, "Good boy." She slips off her other shoe, runs it along his chest, down to his cock. He shudders, eager for more. She laughs, "Not yet, puppy. You must earn it."