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Theresa paused in her cooking, the spatula held to her lips as she sucked some of the cream sauce from it to taste. "Well...You can call me Theresa, if you'd like. Otherwise, Master or Mistress should suffice, don't you think? What about you? Do you want me to call you Rio?" She turned, grabbing some plates from a nearby cupboard and scooped some angel hair pasta onto it. She moved over to the frying pan and put a large steak on top of the pasta, gently ladling the cream sauce with oysters and eel over top. She deposited the plates onto the island counter between them and grabbed two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine. Sitting on a tall bar stool, she poured herself a glass and held the wine out for him, asking with her eyes if he would like some.
 
"Rio would be good. I like my name, Father let me choose it from a list." He says, watching her cook. 'Father' was really just a speaker in a wall next to a touch screen monitor. He never had any contact with anyone, she was the first. He had to be absolutely untouched except for her, genetic coding did the rest for most things. When she'd finished cooking and she sat down to eat, he walked over to the bar stool. Sitting down and taking the wine from her, he smelled it, jumping. "Bleh.. what's this?" He asks, pointing to the wine, alcohol being foreign to him.
 
Theresa smiled, biting her lip, completely taken with his naivete. "It's wine. It's alcohol, made by fermenting the juice of grapes." She held up her glass. "Would you like to take a sip of mine?"
 
The wolf looks at her, then to her wine. Feeling in the mood to be adventurous, he takes the wine from her. Taking a sip of it, he shakes his head, putting it back down. "I think I'll stick to my milk, thanks Master." Dogs had masters, gender didn't come into the equation.
 
Theresa smiled, taking her wine back and taking a sip. "To each their own." She grabbed a knife from the counter and cut her steak into small pieces. Swirling it around on her fork, she picked up some pasta, a small chunk of oyster and eel, and drew it to her mouth. She closed her eyes, chewing, loving the taste and different textures of the dish. "So, tell me, Rio, what are your likes and dislikes? Food, color, clothes, anything."
 
The wolf imitated everything she was doing, from the way he cuts his steak, to the way that he eats the dinner. At her question, his ears go up. "I don't really have any. I just kind of pick up the signals from you. Father said I would learn by doing, and that I'd learn from you." Rio gave a shrug. "So, I suppose you'll be telling me what I like."
 
Theresa smiled, liking the thought and how much power she really had over him. "What about mating? You do like that, don't you?" She smirked as she slowly sucked a cream covered noodle into her mouth, licking her lips once it had disappeared.
 
Rio gives a laugh at her question, nodding. "Very much so. It's because Father says I was designed that way. Most of my brothers are like that, although some smaller brothers are not as pleasure-centric as I am." He says, his tail swaying happily. "Why? Did you want me to mate?"
 
The wolf gives a shrug. "I guess not that much. I didn't even know how I was supposed to put it in you like that upstairs until you did it. Father just showed me images of a female on her back and how to put myself in that way. Beyond that, nothing."
 
Her eyebrows rose and she chuckled lightly. Forgetting about dinner, she stood and walked to the end of the island, jumping up onto the short side. "Would you like to mate now, Rio? We can mate as much as you like, whenever you'd like. Feel free to ask questions and, if you get any ideas in your head, make sure to tell me about them. Mating entails many different things, ways, positions, so I encourage you to explore."
 
The wolf walks over to her as she sits on the table. Standing before her, his tail sways behind him. Putting his paws on her knees, Rio looks up into her eyes. "Well, what do you like? I mean, if there was something that I could do to make you climax really, really quickly, what would that be?"
 
Theresa barked in laughter. "Do you know anything about anal sex, Rio? Because it's my favorite. Your cock in my ass and your fingers on my pussy should do the trick."
 
Rio looks up at her, confused. He stands there, unmoving as she speaks. Obviously, he didn't know the first thing that she was talking about, except for the part about his fingers in her pussy.
 
Theresa giggled at the confused look in his face. She leaned forward, kissing his furry face gently as she reached out and stroked his sheath. Shifting slightly, she slowly managed to pull off her underwear, letting it slide down her legs and onto the floor.
 
Feeling her touching his sheath, he shivers, letting out a soft moan. As she gets her panties off, his large canine cock gets fully aroused for her, just from her light touch.
 
Theresa plays lightly with the angled, slitted tip of his cock, teasing her fingertips over and around it. "That's something we can get into more detail about later." She lifted her legs, putting her feet on the edge of the counter, and spreading them wide. She reached down between her legs, spreading her labia, showing her twitching hole to him. "This is a cunt and that's where your cock goes...Well...most of the time." She smiled, laughing at her little joke.
 
Rio sits there and looks down at her pussy, his tail swaying. His cock throbbing as she touches it while explaining to him, he moans softly. "I know about that part, Master." Rio says, his fingers brushing over her clit, obviously knowing where to find her sensitive spots.
 
Theresa let out an involuntary cry, throwing her head back as he slid his hard padded finger over her clit, squeezing his cock tightly in surprise.
 
He shuddered, moaning deeply when her hand squeezes his dick. "Father did teach me all about your pussy, Master." Rio says, his fingers curling around her clit, rubbing and caressing it. Smirking devilishly, seeing himself as gaining some control as he rubs her clit, he licks his lips. "Tell me I'm a good dog."
 
She shuddered as his fingers slid over her clit teasingly, almost whimpering. "Rio, you're such a...a good dog!" She shuddered again, reaching for his hand, wanting his fingers inside her.
 
He keeps rubbing her clit with his right paw's fingers, using his left to bury two fingers into her pussy. Watching her expressions, his tail sways behind him. "Mmm, now tell me that the money you spent was well spent on me, and that you never want another male."
 
Theresa squealed as his fingers pumped into her, his other hand vigorously stimulating her clit. "Oh God! Yes!!" She thrust against his fingers. "Well spent! Never...Never with another man! Oh, God, fuck!"
 
The wolf looks at her, grinning. "Get off the counter and bend over the table like you were earlier bent over the bed." Rio says, taking his fingers away from her, waiting for her to move.
 
Theresa whimpered as he removed his hands, her wet pussy dripping onto the floor. She complied with his request and slid down from the counter. Turning, she bent, her chest against the cool marble of the island, grabbing onto the sides of the counter.
 
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