Career Path -- Part 6

During the night, Spike was awakened by Barry's call "Spike! C'mere, boy!"

As the CD had been playing, Spike had been dreaming about drinking water from the hose. The water was warm because the hose had been lying in the sun. But it was refreshing and satisfying.

"C'mere boy!"

Spike rose and bounded into Barry's room.

"Up"

Spike jumped on the bed. Barry was naked and uncovered.

"Let's see if the lesson took, boy. 'Drink!' "

Spike immediately placed his mouth over Barry's pisshard, sealed it with his lips and settled down for a refreshing and satisfying drink of warm water. Barry released himself, slowly at first to make sure Spike did not spill any on the bed, then allowing the stream to flow harder, until it was flowing full force. Spike felt the water flowing into his mouth, and gulped it down as fast as it came. Soon, too soon for Spike, the hose was turned off.

"Good boy!" Spike felt happy because Barry was happy.

"Sleep in here for the rest of the night, boy."

Spike wandered to the foot of the bed, sniffing the spot of his choice, circled it three times and settled down, soon fast asleep. Barry covered himself and was also soon fast asleep.

The next thing he knew, Spike heard NPR Morning Edition playing from Barry's clock radio, the sky outside was light and Barry was moving, stretching. Spike moved towards Barry, pulled the covers off of him with his teeth, saw the hard cock, sniffed it, the balls and the crotch, and started lapping the balls as he knew he was supposed to do. When they were wet, he started to lick the cock, up one side, down the other. He used his tongue to tickle the slit, and then used his tongue and lips to stroke the length of the cock.

Barry began to moan. "Good boy!" he huskily said. "Good boy!" Spike felt happy and continued to use his lips and tongue to stroke Barry's cock until he erupted, while Barry gasped in pleasure. When Barry's balls were emptied and the cock was again limp, Spike heard "Eat cum!" Spike moved to Barry's torso and licked the spent cum where it had landed -- just below the neck, the right nipple, a trail down the belly, a pool in the belly button and a large amount in the pubic hairs at the base of the cock.

When Spike finished, Barry rubbed his head "Good boy!" With that, Barry got out of bed, put on his robe. "Heel!"

Spike jumped down on to the floor and followed Barry to the back yard. "Don’t take too long, boy."

Spike wandered out to the grass, sniffing for just the right place. He went up to a tree, sniffed all around it, then lifted his leg and let go of his piss. He then continued sniffing, found another spot, moved forward and squatted down and released his shit. When he was done, he sniffed it and then bounded back to Barry.

"Good boy! Let's go shower. Heel!"

After Barry had turned on and adjusted the water, the two got in. While Barry soaped himself up, Spike sat on his haunches watching, periodically leaning over and lapping up some of the water falling to bottom of the shower or he leaned forward and lapped at the water as it flowed down Barry's body and dripped off his cock.

Once he was washed, Barry turned his attention to Spike, washing his entire body. As he washed his head and face, Barry told Spike to keep his eyes closed because the soap might hurt them. Spike scrunched up his face as he closed his eyes as tight as he could.

They finished. Barry dried them both off and then they went to the kitchen for breakfast. Barry made his food, then poured some Kennel Ration along with a healthy amount of oatmeal into a bowl. He added some warm milk and stirred it, then placed the bowl on the floor. Barry stood and ate, while Spike had his head in the bowl, eating what he thought was the best breakfast he had ever had.

Barry and Spike returned to the bedroom where Barry got dressed. The two then left the house, Spike jumped into the backseat of the car and Barry drove them back down the winding hill roads, right on to Sunset Boulevard and back to Mongrel Inc. While driving, Barry informed Spike that he and the other partners would be meeting and then would have Spike's first performance evaluation as an employee.

Spike spent the first couple of hours in his office with the chain link gate closed. He watched the computer intently as he had been told to do. Each of the partners came in and as they passed, they wished him good morning, told him he was a good boy. Spike was happy to hear that. Jerry and Rick each stopped long enough to replenish his water tube before going into the conference room, where the five partners were meeting.

After a couple of hours, Spike went with the partners to the exercise room where he was ordered to two feet and he helped the five with the exercises as he had been trained to do. In the shower, Spike was back on all fours and lapped at the water on the floor and as each, in turn, called him over and said "Lick" he did what he was trained to do, being rewarded with "Eat cum" as each released their passion into their hand. Spike would lap all that was in each man's hand and then he'd be called to another, where he repeated the same thing until all five had been serviced.

As they left the shower, Spike heard "Two!" And then he heard "Lunch!" and Spike walked to the kitchen where he prepared the lunch. As all five sat at the table eating, Spike was on the floor, eating out of his bowl.

"When you are done cleaning up, Derek, come into the conference room."

Derek cleaned up the kitchen area then walked to the conference room. The door was closed. He knocked. "Come in Derek."

"Have a seat. Would you like a drink?"

"Thanks Barry. That would be good."

Steve stood up, took a glass and pissed in it, placing the glass in front of Derek. "Thanks, Steve."

Then Barry spoke.

"Derek, you've been with us a few weeks now. We met this morning to discuss your progress and whether we think you are a fit for this company."

Derek gulped to himself. This did not sound good, he thought.

"As we went over your assignments and your progress in training, we have decided you have potential and we'd like to keep you with us. We need to know, though, what are your career plans now that you have gotten to know us."

Derek sighed with relief audibly. He was glad he was not being fired.

"First of all, Gentlemen, thank you for the vote of confidence. I am really relieved.

When you first interviewed me and then offered me the job, the position intrigued me, as did your company. I felt here was a place I could use my education and my skills. I was hoping I would find a career here, but knew both you and I would need to see how things went once I was on the job.

To be honest, I had no idea how I was going to enjoy working here and how satisfying this work would be. It seems as if the time has just flown by. In fact, there are times I don’t even know what time it is. I expected a lot of pressure, but you guys have a way of making a guy feel good about himself, happy to be doing his work. I really don’t know how you do it, but I feel at home here, like you have each taken me under your wing, have made me so comfortable, care about how I am doing and wanting me to succeed.

I couldn't be happier. I'd like to stay around, learn some more and become as integral part of the team. I think I could be happy here my entire career"

The five all gave each other knowing looks and smiled. Rick reached over for a bowl of Kibbles 'N Bits that was at the end of the table, slid them towards Derek. "Here have something to nibble on while we talk." "Thanks Rick," Derek said.

As Derek took a handful and started snacking, Jerry spoke,

"That's good to hear, Derek. We want you with us for a long time as well. We are prepared to make a significant investment in your training, but we needed to know how you felt first. You remember Greg from the bar?" Derek nodded yes.

Jerry continued, "Greg runs a training facility in Montana. We had flown him down so he could meet you and give us his expert opinion as to whether you were good material for his program. He was very impressed.

Tomorrow, we are going to fly you to Montana for an extensive period of training. All on the company dime, of course. I can't tell you how long it will take. This depends on how quickly you learn. But it is likely to last at least a couple of months. Are you willing to make the commitment?"

"Am I?" Derek exclaimed! "Guys, you don't know how much your faith in me means -- that you are willing to invest that amount of time and effort to make me the best I can be! Of course I'll make the commitment. And I'll work so damned hard and learn everything Greg has to teach me. It won’t take any longer than two months -- maybe less. You'll see!"

"That's what we needed to hear," Barry said. Then it is off to Montana with you tomorrow! I want you to go home and pack. Gather together anything you may need. I'll pick you up after I leave work and you can spend the night with me. I'll take you to the airport in the morning. This way, we can get an early start and you can leave your car secure at your place."

"Great! Yes Sir! Really -- thank you all very much!"

An elated Derek left, went to get his clothes, put them on and drive home to pack. The partners all congratulated themselves and the management meeting broke up.

Barry went back to his office, sat behind the desk, opened his email, clicked on "Write" and a new email appeared. From his address book, he clicked on the group "Mongrel Inc Auction Customers" as the addressees. In the space for the Subject he typed "Mongrel Inc. Auction: Inspection of Merchandise." Then he began to write.

"Gentlemen:

As we informed you a few weeks ago, Mongrel Inc had obtained a potential property for auction that we thought would interest some if not all of you. The property has undergone preliminary testing, training and evaluation. It has been found as desirable as we had expected and we think you will all be pleased and want to bid on it.

PROPERTY DESCRIPTION
Nationality: American
Gender: Male
Ancestry: mixed, predominantly Northern Italian in appearance.
23 years old
5 Feet, 9 inches. 170 pounds. Good body structure. Good health.
6.5 inches cut.
No discernible marks or scars.
No tattoos or piercings.
Education: Bachelor of Science, Marketing, Emphasis in Internet Marketing
University of Southern California
Temperament: Submissive, compliant, eager to please
Personal relationships/connections: None Parents dead.
Sexuality: When found, his experience had been minimal and all heterosexual. Under training he has readily adapted to oral male/male sexual activities.

The property is being sent to the training facility beginning tomorrow. As you were informed when you first contacted us and made payment to become a Mongrel Inc. Auction Customer, you will be able to watch the entire training process from your computers via the system of webcams set up throughout the facility. In addition, you will be able to hear everything as well from the microphone the property will wear on the collar around its neck. You will be able to see it and/or hear it 24/7. This should give you maximum time to inspect the property.

The trainer will maintain a blog which you will have access to via the Mongrel Inc. Auction website, using the same password we will send you for the 24/7 webcast. Further, every two weeks, the trainer will answer any questions any of you submit via the website about the training.

Thirty days from now, you will each be asked to deposit $5,000 in an escrow account if you intend on bidding on the property when the training is completed. Those who do not deposit the funds will have their access to the website denied at that time. Those who deposit the funds will be able to continue watching the training and participating via the website.

When the training is complete, we will have a three day on-line auction. The three highest bidders will then be invited to Los Angeles to spend a week living with the property, evaluating it and testing it. Each will be guaranteed one day alone with the property. At the end of that week, there will be a final live auction among the three. The winner will take title to the property immediately.

If you continue to be interested in participating in our auction, please email us back, using the code we had sent you when you first signed up. We will then send you an individual password to the auction site.

We here at Mongrel Inc. thank you for your patronage. We look forward to an interesting and ultimately successful auction process.

Barry Huntington
President.

He re-read the email, cleaned it up and clicked on "Send." Twenty-four different email in-boxes in all parts of the world announced "You have mail."