Boots laced, tail high, back arched—he’s down on all fours, ready, waiting, watching. The mask hides his expression, but the body says enough. This is obedience with intention, posture as offering.

He’s not just playing the role of a pup. He’s embodying it. The tail isn’t cute—it’s symbolic. It’s about training, trust, and the erotic thrill of becoming something else. A good boy doesn’t ask why. He looks back once, just to make sure you’re watching. Then he stays.