My instructions were very explicit - part 3

Author: boyjoe
Title: My instructions were very explicit - part3
Date: 12 December 2006

Part 3

I had been turned into a dog. Once again I was in my one piece rubber suit this time with doggie hood, tail, paws, arm binders, knee pads and my cock & balls held in a tight rubber sheath. A lead was being attached to my collar and I was being lead out across the dungeon and shown the smaller of two dog cages. I was turned around and made to crawl in backwards, then the doors were shut leaving my head sticking out through the neck hole in the doors. My paws and boots were quickly pulled to the corners and fastened in place thus not allowing me to move much. The guy attending to me moved out of sight then I felt him clamping something around my balls followed by him pulling them back and attaching them to the cage high up behind me. “have fun boy, your master will start your training later”

I strained to get comfortable (without much success), I watched the guy walk to the door, turn and look back and give me with a dirty smile and a wink. He was dressed in very tight leather jeans and an equally tight leather short sleeved shirt open to the chest over a fantastic body. As he had caged me I had noticed he was also wearing boots and a locked studded collar like mine. His is head was shaved and had a pierced septum, and realized that my attempt at a hard, only foiled by the tight rubber sheath was because I really fancied him and rather hoped he would want to play with me at some point.

The dungeon was not that brightly light, except for a spot light over my cage turned on by the guy as he had left the room closing the door. I could feel a quite intense heat from the light in this otherwise cool place which made my position a little more comfortable while I waited. I was able to look at myself in some of the mirrors seeing a sexy, shinny, caged doggie waiting for his master. The cage and restraints had force me my posture on all fours with my back curved. Wow, I though, this should be great, although I didn’t know what it would be, but was sure it would be demanding and fun, well fun for master Simon at least!

As I waited I started wondering who the guy who released me from the sleep sack, helped me to the bathroom, then collected me and had transformed me into a doggie was. He must be another slave, no, house boy as he was wearing that collar as well. He must have been one of the two leather guys at the club that I had been collected from. My cock strained against the rubber sheath again as I realized he must have already have fucked me at one end or the other, and presumably been the expert cock sucker that had relieved me in the sleep sack a few hours ago. I felt myself pulling on my balls and rotating my arse to get a sensation from my tail plug to relieve my desires towards him. I only wished I was still gagged so I would have had something to suck on to help me imagine his cock in my mouth. I was drifting off into a day dream imagining having the most fantastic sex with this guy when suddenly the dungeon door opened.

Standing in the door was an even more spectacular sight, much larger guy, well over 6’ tall, with a slim waist and powerful upper body silhouetted in the door. He was also in tight a short sleeved leather shirt, tight leather jeans but tucked into a pair of tall boots highlighting his muscular legs. Was this Master Simon? I hoped so because if so I had already gone to heaven! This blond cropped beauty walked in, shut the door and came over to inspect me. Remembering my earlier training I knew to keep silent until given permission to speak and thought it best to keep my eyes down like any good slave.

How wrong can one be! He produced a cop’s long baton from behind his back and used it to raise my chin uncomfortably high forcing me to curve my back more, lift my shoulders and pull hard on my balls. “That’s better boy, your first lesson is to learn the correct your posture for a thoroughbred dog” he said. The other guy was sexy, but this guy was sexy, ruthless and was taking what he wanted without asking. I held the position as best I could as he walked around the cage inspecting me. While he was behind me the stick was inserted between the bars and my right leg forcing it outwards, then the same done to my left leg. This forced my buttocks down stretching my balls even more. “ not bad he said” as he continued to walk around my cage looking to pick fault.

I was desperately trying to hold the position he had expertly manipulated me into with a couple of prods of the baton but soon started to falter. The stick came in again, this time pressing my lower back down accompanied by his hand on my hood pulling my head up. I strained to recover my posture as I heard him say “if you continue to disobey me boy, you will be punished”. As soon as I uttered the works “sorry Sir” I realized I had made a big mistake. With no warning my cock, balls and arse were set on fire by a bolt of electricity designed only to inflict pain teach me the errors of my ways. “dog’s don’t talk boy, they bark. Let me hear you bark boy” . “Woof” I shouted, but only to get another bolt of electricity, “Woof, Woof, Woof” I howled desperately trying to please my master, but again the jolt came. I needed to attain the right posture as well as bark properly to please him I though, so strained my body back to how he had positioned me and barked loudly again, but again. But again the bolt of pain came. What was I doing wrong I though as I continued to strain and bark. Another 3 or 4 jolts later I heard “so finally you get it right then boy” and the shocks stop. He came around to my head and forced a chocolate sweet into my mouth and patted my head “good boy” he said.

I couldn’t believe how fantastic this felt, to be trying so hard to perform and please but not really knowing what one had to do to achieve the required result while receiving such immediate punishment for even the slightest error then receiving reward and praise for achievement. Master Simon moved away and continued to circle my cage watching me intensely, I suppose waiting for my posture to change. Unsurprisingly only a few minutes went by before I slouched, which was immediately followed with another jolt and the cycle of barking loudly and regaining my posture started all over again. After 3 or 4 shocks I got my reward and praise again, but again he moved away out of sight. The stick was shoved in a couple more times changing my position slightly, and to an even more demanding posture. I knew I couldn’t hold this for long, but noticed Master Simon had walked away for a moment.

He was soon back and started releasing my restraints, attached a lead to my collar, un-padlocked the cage and lead me out. “now to end this first session I am going to teach you how to walk to heel.” I must say I was quite please to hear this as there had been very little opportunity for exercise since my collection from the club and I was starting to stiffen up, particularly after the last ordeal. He walked around the room with me on the outside track so having to travel further. Almost immediately I found it hard to move fast enough and got encouragement on my ass from a riding crop he has obviously swapped for the baton. I speeded up as best I could, encouraged by the crop until in only a few minutes I was feeling tired. With no let up however, I was obliged to continue to avoid harder and harder strikes with the crop. After about 20 laps of the room I got the command “stop boy” followed by ”come here boy” and with relief I trotted the few steps back to my cage on which he was now sitting.

“That’s enough for now” as he fed me my treat and caressed my head. As I gazed up admiring him I could think only that I wanted more than anything else just to please this wonderful Master. Unwittingly I dropped down to sit just like a real dog between his masters legs and muzzled my snout against his cock. “good boy” he said, “you are learning, so after your feed, I will let you have a special treat”. He squeezed me between his powerful legs and caressed my head then bent down and kissed me. I how I longed to be able to return the kiss, but my muzzle wouldn’t allow it, so I contented myself with a whimper. I am glad to say this moment lasted quite a while until I heard the door to the dungeon open.

I started to turn my head to see what was happening, but master Simon held me hard against his crouch so I could not see. Next thing I knew was my doggie hood was being removed, and as I wondering why he said “feeding time now boy”. He stood and turned me on my lead when to my surprise I saw two sets on bowls on the floor. I was lead over to the left hand set where Master Simon leant down and secured my paws to two rings on the floor followed quickly by my feet being similarly secured. “you had betted eat that up quickly boy, before our alpha dog gets here and steals yours”. Not really knowing what he meant I lowered my mouth to the food bowl to find a very pleasant pasta and meat meal and noticed water in the other bowl.

This wasn’t the first time I had eaten from a dog bowl, but to be honest I had never really mastered it and was making a terrible mess. But this was the first food I had been offered since my arrival so I chased every morsel around the bowl and across the floor. I had been concentrating so hard of my food, it was only when I moved over to the water bowl that I noticed a second doggie was next to me eating from his bowl. It wasn’t long before I realized he wasn’t tethered like me and once he finished his he came over to try to eat my food. I said “oye that’s mine” only to get a massive bolt of electricity in my cock, balls and asshole again. How stupid I was, and quickly changed tack and started growling instead. The other dog backed off and went back to his bowl.

Once we were finished and new master, again in the same leather outfit came into view holding the lead to the other dog. “lick his face clean boy” the guy said and the alpha dog moved towards me and obliged. Not wanting another jolt I let him expertly lick around my face and under my chin followed by his pierced tong forcing its way into my mouth. The French kiss only lasted a moment before his master yanked him clear by his lead, but I got to stare into his eyes, admittedly through two pepper pot eyed rubber hoods, but I knew it was the house boy. With that knowledge and once his master let him near again, I reciprocated by licking his face clean, but didn’t dare chance another kiss.

Master Simon slipped on my doggie hood again, un tethered my paws and feet, then me lead over to the larger cage, un clipped my lead and beckoned me in. “this is going to be your treat boy” Master Simon said as he reached in and gently removed my tail plug. I was a little disappointed then I noticed the alpha dog, in rubber like me, but not wearing the paws, arm binders, knee pad shorts or doggie hood enter the cage behind me. The cage was locked and the two masters left us alone. “what you have to remember boy is that I am the alpha dog and you are my bitch, and as such I get my way, ok?”. I was just about to answer when I remembered that my cock & balls were still in that electro sheath and I didn’t know who had the remote. “woof” I said, remembering reading somewhere that one woof for yes and two for no. “good boy” he said as he proceeded to mount me and force his cock into my ass hole.