Will K 9 - Bit of Lad continued

Author: plugged
Title: Will K 9 - Bit of Lad continued
Date: 18 September 2007

Bit of a Lad 9 nine

I felt the slow gentle pull on my nose, with my flanks still heaving
from the exertion of crawling up the stairway I struggled to follow.
Totally disorientated, gasping for breath left me little time to try
and work out the direction we were taking so I just kept following each
breath ending in a grunt. We arrived. I was picked up and dropped on
bench or table, I lay the side of my face along it, my tongue lolling from
the side of my mouth as I tried to get my breathing back to normal. I
felt straps being fastened around my legs and hips which were draped
over the sides of the bench. Round my waist, over my shoulders went more
straps which were secured tight. I was past caring what was happening,
I just wanted peace to lie and sleep. I barely lifted my head as I
heard footsteps.
I felt the touch as someone brushed over my hair, it was just long
enough to be caught between fingers but still short enough to avoid being
gripped. The voice boomed out inside my head, echoing so much that I
couldn't make out the words. I tried to raise my head but it wouldn't
move. When they had been stroking my hair they must have put some kind of
harness on my face and head. I never felt it, well I was totally encased
in rubber apart from the opening that allowed my mohawk hairstyle to
grow through.
My tongue wouldn't come back either, something had a tight grip pulling
it forward. It felt cold and damp, someone was spraying water on it
making it feel hard and different. I felt my cock and balls give a jump
and my eyes watered into the rubber bandage.
I had that feeling repeated a few times as I remember being frustrated
at not being able to move enough to hump at the bench as I felt that
would be the reason my cock was twitching, it needed relief.

I was rolled on my back and my legs were all stretched out, all four of
them! Someone swatted my tail a few times and I moaned softly at the
pleasure it gave as the waves rippled from my anus to my cock and balls.
I humped at the hand that caressed my balls, my leathery tongue tried
to lick at whatever it sensed was near which seemed to be metallic - a
belt buckle, watch-strap but I couldn't quite get it co-ordinating.

I felt quite heavy when I took off and my path was quite bumpy then I
landed on a nice soft surface I seemd to sink into till it shaped itself
around me. I lay there jumping, involuntarily, occasionally as my legs
were massaged and my tongue, balls and ears were pulled twisted and
poked with objects. The few occasions I opened my eyes I could see the
white wall and squares of sky above me. My front legs seemed to have
grown and they didn't feel so cramped just heavy. Hot and cold washed over
me. Must have a fever of some kind with all these hallucinations - the
shadows prodding and pulling at me, floating away and back over and
over.

"Are you awake? Can you hear me? Open your eyes boy!"

I opened my eyes. Jeez there was 'Master Paul' from my dreams! I
focussed on his face.

"Take this but spit it out after you wash around your mouth." He said
pushing a bottle into my mouth.

It had a large rubber teat witha ball at the bottom, in fact I would
say it was enormous, both the teat and the ball.

I swirled and spluttered the mouthwash back out as requested.
After a few times he said I could swallow this as it was just water.

"Tttanku." I felt like shit, my mouth was kind of numb, my tongue just
lay on the floor of my mouth with a metallic taste offending my
taste-buds.

"Try this," his hands manouvered my head round and up a bit, before he
pushed another bottle into my mouth. It was spongy at first but got
firmer as I sucked, the ball rolled back and forth with my tongue on this
teat though. I couldn't get anything out of it so I sucked harder
trying to wrap my tongue around it, massaging it, then finally it started to
dribble sweet sticky stuff then thicker stuff shot into me. I sucked
it out and swallowed it, I seemed to suck on it for a while as he never
pulled it out. I lay there with my eyes closed wondering at the purpose
of the ball on the teat was for and marvelling at how it followed my
tongue so closely.

"Up you get then. We'll see how your walking is now."

I groaned as I pulled my arms in and tried to straighten my knees out.
I stretched my leaden arm to catch his arm for support, confused when
my other arm wanted to accompany it.

"Keep your paws down!" The terse command accompanied the swat to my
head.

"Come on then. There's a good boy!"

I looked in the direction of the clicking, there at the hole in the
white wall I could see the outstretched hand with the clicking fingers.
Then the hand patted the front of a leather clad thigh with the voice
urging me to come.

The whole floor was spongy and a bit slippy as I crawled towards the
figure well the boots and thighs of a figure. When I got closer the
figure retreated a bit then stopped, finally I arrived at the boots and
stared at them as I moved my tongue about my mouth both of which were
beginning to feel more normal, or as normal I suppose as they could feel
with strange objects in my mouth. I knew there was something foreign as I
could feel the ball even though I didn't have anything in my mouth to
suck on.
The clattering of metal startled me as I passed the doorway, looking
down I saw the thick chain! I moved my hand away from it but it snaked
behind it and pulled at my other limb which incidently felt rather weak.
Then I remembered that my arms had been bent and I was forced to 'walk'
on my padded elbows. I sat back, heavily, my legs still bent at the
knee and attached to my hips. I lifted my arms slowly while looking along
the length of the chain, both ends were attached to my wrists by a
heavy metal cuff that didn't seem to have a hinge or an opening visible.

"Ah Goooood boy. Good boy." The hand ruffled my growing mohawk, "You
look quite the animal sitting there begging."

I immediately lowered my hands to my lap.

He came closer and continued to ruffle the hair, "Now I've had your
Uncle Davy put a few rings, don't worry they're thick but small so won't
work loose and choke you, at the side of your tongue and there's a wee
ball anchoring a slightly bigger one on top near the front.
We'll see how that does for a few days and decide if other mods need
doing. Now off you go back into your pen."

I stared in Master Pauls' face.
"NAGH.. whaa.."
"Good, I see you're having difficulty talking. I did tell you not to
use speech didn't I?"

I started to rage and rant unintelligible garbage as the metal
restrictions in my tongue garbelled my speech. My hair was grabbed pulling my
head back and up and a hand forced me to open my mouth, fingers retieved
my tongue pulling it out by the balls near the front.
"Tie this down to the collar Bart then leave it for a few hours. Any
trouble then, just leave it a few more hours. Don't feed or come near it
for 24 hours after you release the tongue, then just feed once a day
with no interaction. When it realises its position it'll calm down and be
delighted to get some human company. I'll come back in a few days and
see how it's doing."

I was trying to release my tongue by twitching and jerking my head but
although there was some movement I could not retract it into my mouth.
The silent man herded me back into the pen.
He pointed to the wall at the back as he crawled in with me. I moved
through the thick bedding of mud and straw to the wall. Well it was
firmer and drier here. He poked at me and pointed to the upside down bottle
with the teat. He motioned with his mouth and head as if he was going
to use it. Then with a heavy poke or three to my ribs from his thick
fingers pointed to my mouth then the teat.
Hell I knew what he wanted at the beginning, but they wanted a dumb
animal then I was going to play the part. I sat back like a naughty puppy,
cocking my head to the side at him and stared. I could see his
frustration as he shook his head and repeated all the motions of pretending to
drink, pointing to his mouth, the teat on the bottle. He came toward
me and I moved back then to the side. Unfortunately he was quicker than
me and my game was ended abruptly as I was dragged to the wall. he
attached the chain from my nose ring to a clip on the wall and pushed my
head towards the teat which was angled outward, to give me better access
I supposed.

I panicked as I felt him move away and muttered and grumbled, I think
it sounded like a dog whining and 'talking'. Surely he was going to
leave me more than a few inches of movement? I stopped trying to talk and
earnestly started whimpering and whining like I thought a canine would
when restricted so. He appeared beside me and grinning motioned with his
eyes for me to attempt to drink.
I did. Clumsily. I could just squeeze it with my tongue and roof of my
mouth but swallowing without my tongue to help was difficult but Bart
forced me to continue, he did support me physically as I gagged and
choked on the water as it spurted into my mouth.

He unhooked my nose chain or so I thought, I found out differently as I
crawled behind him as he left my pen. I turned round facing the wall
the chain snaked from and edged backwards but still couldn't reach the
gate. Not that it would make any difference as I heard the lock snap
shut. So I sat with my head cocked from the pull of the chain to my nose
and watched my silent keeper get smaller as he walked down the yard. I
sat for ages staring, shuffling back occasionally till the chain sagged
and put less pressure on my nose. A slight noise real or imagined was
enough to having me scanning the minimal view through the bars of the
gate. I shouted out a few times surprisong myself as the echo of garbled
'hellos' bounced around me. I jumped up a few times catching the square
barred roof of my pen with my paws as shadows flitted overhead. I
moved to the back wall and re-examined the wooden doorway. Nope still
didn't move.
I was tethered outside, open to the elements.
My tongue dried quickly so I spent a good deal of time sucking at the
water bottle, not to mention the time it took for me to go to the
extremes of my chain and piss.

I lay down on my side, or rolled on my back watching the clouds float
by, examined the mud encrusted chain between my front paws then I would
stay still and concentrate on listening for sounds of life. Noises in
the distance was all I heard apart from an occasional grunt from my
neighbours. I spent some time grunting back then there would be a sharp
squeal and scuffling before silence returned.
Guess some grumpy pig next door wanted peace and quiet.

I wondered if the pigs had been in here before me... I sniffed around
the mud and the bottoms of the wall that I could reach but it was
impossible to tell, the stench from neighbours permeated the air altogether.
I was feeling cold and stiff so I wandered my pen trying to relieve the
stiffness. Why the fuck didn't they give me some clean straw to lie
on!

Was that boots on the yard cobbles? I was over at the gate in a flash.
Nothing! I groaned.
There was a laugh above me, I raised myself on my hind legs and used my
front paws to catch the roofing.
I genuinely whined this time as I recognised my Unc.. Master Davy! I
knew this wasn't good as he seemed to be the most sadisitic of all my ...
all my what? Captors, Keepers, Trainers?
He walked away. I sighed a mixture of disappointment and relief.
I turned to the noise, the small hatch door was opening. I ventured
towards it. The heavy boots were all I could see but knew they belonged to
my uncle. I was barely inside before he grabbed me, hauling me up and
swivelling me round before dropping me back on to all fours.
"Out and shit! Be quick about it!" he growled after removing my tail.
I was out and trying to shit, but nothing happened.

"C'MERE"
I scuttled back inside and stopped at his boots.
"Up!" He patted his thigh.
I pulled myself up, his cock dangled out of his overalls.
Especially eager to please I reached to mouth his cock. He stopped me
until he released the cord pulling my tongue to my collar then let me
carry on mouthing his member until it was hard. Again he stopped me.

"Don't shit when told we have to whip it out of you. Your mucky paws
have soiled my clothing as well. Can't let that go without punishment!"
He informed me in that self satisfied tone he used when he was causing
me pain.
Balancing me on my back legs, well my knees he started to lay into my
back and front with his belt. Wasn't long before I was screaming and
yelping, the metal inserts in my mouth clattering off my teeth. I couldn't
use my paws as he hooked his arm under the chain so all I could do was
cling helplessly to his arm as he leathered me.

"Now out and shit!" He pushed me over towards the door.

"Nah wait I'll give you a wee bit o help." I shivered at these words as
I struggled to my feet and stood still.
Not for long thoughas he pulled my hips up and shoved his hard meat
deep into my arse. The rape was brutal and after climaxing he filled me
with his piss and shoved my tail back in. I of course had to thank him by
cleaning his cock and balls with my tongue.

"Need to feel that on my crack boy. When I come back if you do a good
job I'll let you shit."