A Perfect Specimen - Part 4

Author: DogSlave
Title: A Perfect Speciman - Part 4
Date: 04 September 2009

Please note that all the stories contained within are fiction. This story is meant for this site only

Part 4

Jason spent many months getting used to his permanent bounds and realizing that he will never again be free. After his seventh month as my slave he began to give into his bondage and life as my slave. Jason was provided with daily chores. He would start each day by ironing my shirt and pants. At first it was hard for him to grab the iron with only the use of his thumb. I remember when he burnt one of my shirt because he could not pick up the iron. Jason was severely punished. He was given four doses of fiber followed by dry dog food. He was kept on all fours and in a cage. He was walked once a day in the backyard to relieve his blatter but his ass plug was not opened for a straight week. I must say that I really loved Jason as my dog slave and he will be spending many more long months on all fours for his one year anniversary. By the end of his punishment / sentence Jason was crying from the pain in his stomach from all the backup. He gradually got used to ironing and now does a great job. Following his morning ironing, Jason was required to make me breakfast. I never wanted to eat the same thing two days in a row so Jason had to make sure he prepared a great meal to my liking or he would be punished. Following breakfast Jason was required to clean my shoes with his tongue and make sure they were spotless. Once all my clothes were prepared for work Jason was taken down to the dungeon where he would be place on all fours and either locked in his cage and his neck would be chained to the wall if I was in a good mood. Upon my return, Jason would be released to start preparing my dinner. While I was eating my dinner I would attach Jason to an electric box. I would run a lead to the metal cylinder covering his penis as well as the one up his ass. Finally I would place two leads, clamped on his tits and slam a huge penis gag in his month so he would not be a bother during his evening training. We started Jason at an electric shock strength of 3 but he is now worked his way to an 8. I crank on the box and it randomly sends electric shocks to Jason’s parts for a full hour every night while I eat my dinner. This helps him remember who is boss. Another fun night was only two weeks ago when I decided to have a dinner party. Jason worked for two straight days with no sleep to prepare our meal. It was a seven course meal wonderfully prepared and to thank Jason for his hard work we decided to have him wash the dished by hand. Imagine the challenge of washing all the dishes from a seven course meal by hand without the use of your fingers. I knew it would take Jason hours but to further the challenge I attached a special muzzle to Jason mouth. It was a penis gag with a hole through the center. I attached the hose from a Hookah (a peace pipe). I mixed a bowl of tobacco and hashish. And attached it to Jasons gag. With every inhale he breathed a large dose of tobacco smoke mixed with Hashish. It was not long and he was totally stoned and there was nothing he could do but finish the dished to avoid a severe punishment. We all watched with great amusement. After about an hour and a half my guests had to leave and Jason was about half way through the dishes. Just after they left, a plate slipped out of Jason hands and crashed on the floor. I was almost proud of Jason for doing such a good job but now I was required to punish him. Unable to talk, I saw the fear in his eyes for what just happened. I told him to finish all the dishes while I thought of how he was going to be punished. About an hour later Jason was finished and exhausted from not having slept for 48 hours and being totally stoned out of his mind. I told Jason that I thought of the perfect punishment. I reached into my chest and pulled out a cow bell. I attached the bell around Jason collar. Then slammed him on all fours and locked his feet to the back of his thighs. I removed the hose from the Hookah and inserted the dog muzzle. I then attached a long chain to one of his collar rings, told him to get on all fours and I then attached his feet rings to the back of his thighs and let him outside into the back yard. Jason was attached to a wire about five feet off the ground that ran the length of the yard. Jason was instructed to crawl back and forth throughout the night. His movement caused the bell to ring. I told Jason that he was to pace back and forth for the next eight hours while I got some sleep. I would check on him from time to time throughout the night and if I did not hear the bell he would be severely punished. I woke up around four in the morning to hear the bell ringing in my back yard. Sure enough Jason was still pacing back and forth in the yard. He was unable to lay down because of the length of the chain attached to the metal wire was just long enough to keep him upright but if he laid down he would likely suffocate. What a good slave he was but his punishment was just beginning. Four the next two weeks Jason would remain on all fours except when ironing my clothes or preparing my breakfast and dinner. He was locked in his kennel every night and only allowed to relieve his bladder once during the two week period. I was nice enough to allow him to relieve himself right in the middle of his punishment. After his crying for a full day before I relieved his bladder, I could see Jason begging, by the look in his eyes, for mercy. I congratulated him for finishing his first week and told him he had only one more week to go to complete his punishment. He started to cry as he thought it was over since most of his punishment was only a week long but this was some of my favorite dish ware so I extended the sentence. Upon him finding out that the sentence was for longer than a week he began to weep. There is nothing I hate more than a week slave so I threatened to extend it for another two weeks. He stopped crying and decided to man up and live up to his sentence. I noticed that Jason began to get used to sleeping in his kennel cage so I decided to break the news.

“Jason your sentence is now over however I have decided to always keep you locked on all fours and you will never again feel the comfort of the floor in the dungeon as you will spend the rest of your days in your cage.”

Jason eyes again began to water and I reminded him that any further crying would result in a two month sentence of the worst punishment he has ever experienced. Jason immediately stopped and kissed my shoes to show his acknowledgement and appreciation of my decision. What a great slave he is.

It has now been over seven months of Jason life sentence and he is turning into a great slave. I know we will always be happy together and I just want to personally thank his “friends” Peter, Teddy and James for such a brilliant specimen. Give him a few more months to get used to his new life as a slave and I may let him right a little diary piece, for all of you, about all of his wonderful experiences and his ultimate acceptance as my slave.