Muzzled [F/m, pet]
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"Good boy," she murmured as she zipped up her jeans. She gave him a few light pats on the side of his face, ruffled his short hair a little, and strapped his muzzle back on.
"Now back to your cage, pet. Lock yourself in, I'll come get you sometime tomorrow."
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