A puppy learns its place

Author: izogman
Title: A puppy learns its place
Date: 11 September 2005

“Naked puppy...” demands the owner

Pup looks at the floor and reluctantly replies

“Yes”
“Yes WHAT pup?”
“Yes sir”

The pup obediently strips for its owner. The owner takes time to fold the pup’s clothes up and place them in a small box in the corner of the yard.

“Good boy. Now you lay down on the floor boy”

The pup now stripped naked lies on his back on the cold stone of the yard floor. His legs apart slightly, arms at his sides. He hears a rattle of metal from where the owner is standing.

“Now, know what straight bar ankle shackles are pup?”
“No sir”

Having never been chained before the pup only knows or rope bondage and although he has seen pictures from the internet has never seen what the Owner is referring to.

“…it is an iron bar...with wide cuff like grips at each end that lock on the ankles. Keeping the legs wide and immovable”

“Yes sir”

The Owner proceeds to clamp a pair onto Jake’s ankles. He spreads his feet about a foot apart, opens the shackles, pushes them shut with a click and locks with his keys

“Hey they are quite tight on my feet sir”
“Ooh yeah jakey. Used to be used to transport criminals...only way to get you feet out boy is to chew them off”

Pup tries to move his feet but can only wiggle them in the shackles and it is not easy with a steel bar now keeping his feet apart.

“Now you roll over on your belly Jake”

Pup roles over on to its front, albeit with some difficulty with his feet now locked together and separated by a steel bar.

“Very nice puppy...now you bring your hands back behind your back puppy”

Pup starts to move his hands behind his back. He stops and hesitates for a moment as he hears more metal behind him.

“Just bring your hands back boy, that’s it”

The owner’s voice is gentle and so the pup dose what he is asked to do. He places his hands on the small of his back and waits.
The owner takes his right hand and the pup feels cold metal against hid wrist. Something is closed around it and ratchets. pup hears the click and realizes his hand has been cuffed. He tries to pull away but his right hand is held tight in the cuff. He makes a move to pull his left hand away before it is cuffed. It is too late, the owner swiftly takes the pups hand and it is speedily locked into the other cuff.
The puppy struggle against the cuffs as he feels his feet lifted and being pulled towards his cuffed hands. He struggles to push his legs down and fight the owner but his cuffed wrists are speedily padlocked to a ring in the centre of the steel bar.
Wrists and ankles cuffed tight. Secured by the iron bar the puppy struggles to find what is holding them there. He feels around to find a padlock holding the chain in te cuffs to the centre of the steel bar. The owner standing above the puppy looks down to the floor chuckling at the puppies futile attempts to escape. The pup struggles but its feet only waggle in the air helplessly as he tries to search for a way out of the restraints.

The pup looks up to the owner, he squints as the sun blinds him as he stares up “please sir....let pup go, it isn’t fair sir, how am I going to get loose from this sir”

“Hmmm I think puppy is going to be muzzled as well”

Muzzled? Thinks the pup. What is a muzzle? He continues to struggle as the owner produces a leather thing that looks like several small belts buckled together. The owner carefully unbuckles each strap and moves towards the pup with this strange device. Soon he has it around the pups head and despite his struggles it is soon being buckled up tight. The soft leather pad covers the pups mouth, a buckle is tightened and it stays there, another and another strap are buckled in place until finally the last strap is pulled tight and buckled. The leather pad presses tightly against the pup’s mouth, he cannot open it and is now only capable of small grunts, growls and mpph’s as he tries to speak.
A length of chain attached to the D ring on the tope of the pups muzzle and it is only seconds before the muzzle is chained to the bar as well so puppy has his head raised and secured.

“And I know how good a little Houdini you are jakey so I am also going to make another small addition so you can’t worry the cuffs” smiling at the pup

The pup struggles and grunts into the muzzle as he sees what look like gloves with no fingers being produced. They are placed over his hands and he hears 2 small clicks as the pad locks lock the mitts on. Now realizing his hands are useless locked inside these mitts the pup thrashes around shouting at the owner to let him loose.

“Good boy...you are gonna stay there boy...all day”

The pup begins to panic as he realizes he can’t get loose, he struggles and begs to be set free.


“Hmmmpphh!!”
“Mmpphhh!!”

“That’s right boy...all day. You gonna be a good boy for your owner now aren't you jakey. You are gonna stay like this boy, you are gonna stay like this till I get back on to play with you.”

“Mmpphhh!!! (Don’t leave me like this!!)”

The pup struggles hard again his mitted hands and bare feet waggle helpless in the air as he fights the restraints.
Watching puppy struggle helplessly briefly the owner reaches down and slaps the pup ass. He stands over puppy and holding the bar securely...so he can’t move...but his mitted hands bare feet waving reaches underneath the puppy and playfully tweaks his nips. He lets go of the bar and gives the pup a pat on the head

“STAY BOY!!”

“Hhmmpphhh (please!!)”
Puppy looks up at u brim behind the muzzle grunting and begging the owner not to go. Pup struggles and mmpphs behind its muzzle trying desperately to get its hands out the mitts or pull its feet loose from the shakes.

“And you will stay muzzled .Whining and struggling all you like boy you are just gonna hurt yourself”
“Mmpphh hhmph!! “
“That’s right jappy jakey ....struggle all you like but you be careful not to pull too hard those ankle shackles cut into the skin if you pull too hard with your feet or your hands. Now boy I need to get ready for work. Might check in on you during my lunch break.....might now...but hey boy you are gonna be right here
“Mmpphh!!”
“Mmpphhh!! (Plleeeassee!!)”

Grinning at his pup....”you STAY!!”

Still mmpphing and struggling pup begs as he sees the owner approach the door
chuckling as he opens it he turn to see pup on the yard floor struggling and grunting ...but realizing the more he struggle the more uncomfortable the shackles get the more his head is jerked by the restraints on the muzzle attached to the bar. He opens the door. And with a final order

“AND YOU ARE GONNA STAY LIKE THAT TILL I GET BACK”

“Mmppppppppphhhh!!!”

The only noise that the pup can make as he watches as the owner walks through the door, closing it behind him

Terrified that he has be really left alone and helpless for the day, pup struggles hard its mitted hands and bare feet still locked up and useless. After an hour of struggling pup realizes it is helpless and going nowhere fast but still it grunts hoping for the owners return.
Looking through the window of a room in the house. The owner sits watching the pup struggle in vain. Chuckling to himself as he does “now that is exactly how a puppy should look...muzzled, hog tied and resigned to its fate. The odd grunt or ear pricking up when he thinks maybe the owner is coming back...but a long day”

Jake lies naked shackled and muzzle in its owners yard. he calls out but all the noise it makes is almost silent mmppphh's it hopes wiggles its mitted hand and waggles its feet but they are locked in and of no use to him at all.

“Mmpphh”

Pup lays naked chained, hogtied, muzzled and useless in the middle of the yard. Helpless he still looks for ways to escape his hogtie and muzzle he rolls from side to side mmpphing and trying to get the muzzle off. Jake has an idea! This might be the one that saves him! If he could get the muzzle loose he could call for help. Sure it would be embarrassing but it has got to beet being kept here chained up all day.
Rolling onto his side again he tries to undo the buckles on the muzzle by rubbing his head on the ground trying to pull the buckles loose with the friction of the concrete ground

“Mmph mmppphh”

He grunts and he tries with all his effort to press the strap down hard on the floor and wrench it out of the buckle

“MMMPHHH!!!!”

Finally a shout of pure desperation as he hears the sound of the metal on the ground, he dose it again to check, he is right. His heart sinks as he realized the metal sound he hears is a set of padlocks. All neatly and securely fastened to the straps of the muzzle. Not only is it strapped on good and tight to his head but padlocked shut!
He rolls back helplessly onto his front he tries shouting and desperately trying to shake the muzzle off him

“Mmpphhhh!!! (Hellpp!)”

Pups bare feet wriggle again in the shackles and he tries to shake the locked mitts off his hands. Alone and helpless in the yard the puppy is desperate. The owner sits in his chair inside the house, indifferent to his cries. The owner grins knowing he will learn

Pup strains to look and see how the cuffs are holding his hands and feet so helpless
He grunts in anger as he tries but cannot with his head chained to his feet
Puppy can only roll from side to side...his muzzle padlocked to the bar
Pup rolls onto his back to try and reach his restraints, he lies there with his shackled bare feet on the ground, is then he realizes it is no use with his hands locked up in the mitts. Is fingers strain to break them but they are held tight into small fists, just two useless stumps now

“Mmpph”

Puppy lets out a pitiful grunt for help and struggles to make any noise he can to alert someone that he is trapped here his bare feet make only soft padding noises on the stone yard, and he grunts again but no one is going to come to the pups rescue. He slowly comes to realize he is stranded and helpless. No one to hear, or help. He rolls onto his front once more. His hands locked in there mitts and his feet chained up wave uselessly in the air.
He thinks back to the morning. He realizes that today was the last time he was to wear clothes, to speak or know what it like to be with out his hands and feet locked in chains. he realizes from this moment on, no matter how much he fights he will never be free again.
The owner sits back in his chair as he sees the realization that Jake has become his new puppy. Soon he will have completely morphed into his new puppy life, but for now all he knows he is forever captive and owned.

As he lies naked and hogtied he only occasionally mmpphs and hears the chains rattles on its hands and feet…rattling chains. The music of his puppy existence