With his paw dangling just above your face, you knew you were in a tight spot. He could easily smush you into the ground with very minimal effort. There wasn't much you can do at this stage and the crazy thing was, you actually had to decide now if you wanted to massage his paws or not. Sure, you could refuse to submit to the whims of this big brown dog but that would probably mean choosing to suffer a fate worse than whatever Chase wanted you to do.
There was only one rational option here. Knowing deep down that you couldn't disobey him, you started to rub between his paw pads, putting all your strength in massaging them. It felt really weird kneading your hands into the soft sweaty fur and it felt even weirder getting soaked in his paw sweat. You try to wipe away the sweaty fluids building up around his paw pads, but no matter how much you wipe, there is no end to it. The sweat just keeps on coming, and you find it harder to fight through.
Meanwhile, Chase was making a bunch of weird noises, occasionally cooing whenever he felt a tense muscle from his aching paws start to loosen.
"Ah, that feels so good little human!" he says in a mockingly friendly tone, "But I'm bored now, let's try something else."
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