Every dog has his day Part 1

Here is something I have had in my mind and started to write. While it's fiction, it is my idea of what I seek. It's not perfect, but here we go...

Every Dog Has His Day


Part One – Introductions

I first met Master Jake on the Internet when he responded to an ad I had placed looking for someone to help guide me and teach me about being a human dog. I had always had the desire to explore this and had played from time to time, but the desire was building and I found it definitely time to explore this part of life I wanted more and more. I should back up and tell you a bit about me. I am 38 years old, 6’4, 205 pounds, a journalist, masculine, athletic and in pretty good shape. I don’t have much family, so this type life is a bit easier due to this. I live and work in a smaller Midwest city that is not known for it’s kink prowess, although I never had trouble finding men to date.

Anyway, it was about 3 weeks after I placed the ad that Master Jake contacted me. He emailed that he was a stern man who already owned 3 full time human dogs and was seeking at least one or two more to complete the pack he had always sought. Master Jake was in his early 50’s, a retired military lawyer who now owned a small farm in Southern Georgia where he lived with the dogs. He volunteered that he was a man of wealth through family money and good investments and worked now managing his money and other’s primarily from the farm, although he did maintain a small office in town and practiced law there when needed. Around this small town he was known as a very good man who was a bit authoritative even with others from time to time. A few people in the area knew of his BDSM inclinations and one or two knew of the dogs and served as dog-sitters when he traveled for personal or business reasons.

As we talked, he convinced me that he could help me find the dog inside and wanted me to come visit him for a minimum of a week after we had talked for several months so that I could see the farm, meet the “boys� (how he referred to the three dogs), and have an initial taste of what my life would be like should I choose to become the fourth pup. I questioned him extensively about what life would be like and he told me how it would be. I would be the fourth dog and fall in between the others as far as my age. Each dog was kept on all fours 6 days a week and had been taught a routine that included a daily exercise program designed for someone on all fours that each had used to make his body as hard as possible. I would be completely shaved and kept nude with the exception of a collar, rubber paws (good for inside and outside), rubber booties for my feet and rubber knee pads. I had been warned that I would also always be kept in a cb-3000 or similar chastity device so that the dogs were not able to gratify themselves or have sex with each other. Also, within the first year I would be fitted with a silicone tail. He told me that , at first, enemas would be used to train my body for the few hours a day I would not be wearing the tail and that eventually I would grow to just feel it was a part of me. Master Jake was very serious about this being a new life and not a complete sexual fantasy and let me know that ownership would transform me more and more as the years progressed. While he wouldn’t tell me much about how the training took place in detail, he told me that should I choose to come back to him after the initial week, my training would be long and hard for a few months and include much hypnosis so that I would feel as human dog like as possible when it was complete.


Each dog had been taught through hypnosis to feel as though being on all fours was natural and that they could not walk on two legs when collared. Each knew they still retained the ability to produce human words, but when collared, that ability did not manifest itself and they only made dog like noises. The boys spent the majority of good weathered days outside and had a nice fenced yard where they played and were kept safe from creatures and people who may be on the farm for other reasons. The farm was large and at least a few times a week they were taken on long walks and sometimes allowed off the leash to run and such. Master Jake told me that I would be taught, like the others, to walk on my front and rear paws and only use my knees for resting. He said this took a great deal of time and exercise to learn, but the payoff was the ability to run and move quickly. At night, the dogs were always fed (a human food only) and had the run of the house until bedtime when they were caged in one large kennel in the basement although smaller cages were kept around the property for training and punishment. Also in the house and the yard was one designated spot where the dog would go if he needed to tell Master Jake something with his human voice. I was told examples of this was a request for headache medicine, to warn of health issues such as not feeling well, security issues if the pups had seen something on the farm, and the like and was warned that severe punishment would be given if this was ever used for a request not deemed important. When the pup would go to the spot, Master Jake would temporarily remove his collar, ask the issue and then re-collar the dog immediately until his one day.

Master Jake warned me that the hardest for me would be the outside duties of relieving myself and that he would work hard on me through hypnosis to make this as natural feeling as possible as soon as possible.

Where Master Jake differs from others I have talked to about the human dog training is that he allowed each dog one day of the week to have some human time. As the old saying so appropriately stated, each dog has his day (mine would be Thursday). On that day, after breakfast Master Jake would take the dog with him inside the house and remove his paws, pads, and chastity device at once. When that was complete, his collar was removed which, in the dog’s mind, allowed him to stand upright and regain the use of his human vocabulary. During these days, Master Jake and the pup usually bathed together which was followed by a full body shave for the dog, nail grooming and sometimes sexual release, although this was always at the discretion of the Master. I asked if when the collar was removed, did the dog suddenly feel human again and was told that he still thought of himself as a dog except he knew he had a few human attributes for only a few hours. On these days, the Master and pup would have conversations about how the dog was feeling, and then the dog would be allowed to call family if needed. These days were also used for trips to the vet (an actual human doctor who had no idea the dog was a dog) and other activities as needed. Although Master Jake allowed the whole day as human (no clothes were allowed except when he took the dog off the farm)(he encouraged exercise, reading the papers from the week, long walks on the farm)and the dog did not have to put on his collar until just prior to going to bed, most of the days the dogs would simply re-collar themselves after the baths and grooming because he missed his pack-mates.

With all of that history, we decided it was time for me to visit and a week was set for early June. Master Jake warned me that during this week, I would be more of a slave than dog and would not be completely dog trained until I returned if I chose to do so. During this week, I would be stripped and shaved immediately and would remain nude in a collar for the entire visit. While I would be leashed at all times and even caged, I would stay human and spend my days with the dogs as a human. During each day, I would be allowed to speak and hold a conversation with whichever dog was having his human day that day. During all other times, Master and I would get to know each other better through various, undefined measures. If, at the end of the week, I chose to pursue this and Master also chose me, I would go home, put my affairs in order, quit my job, sell my house and return to the farm. Any money I had from the sale of these items would be placed in a fund for my care, insurance, etc and I would have joint control over these funds with Master Jake during my human day.

So, a few weeks later the day finally came and I flew to Savannah to meet Master Jake. I could hardly contain myself, but got off the plane, went through security and there he was. You could tell by the confident way he stood that he was a Master. He took me to his truck and we proceeded to go out to lunch and interact as friends, with the exception of I always and immediately deferred to him on everything. After lunch we went back to the truck for the 1.5 hour drive to the farm. However, this time was different. Master had me get into the backseat get settled. He instructed me that I was to sit on my hands for the entire ride and then fastened a 2� wide leather collar around my neck. At this point he started talking to me as if I was a dog and away we drove.

After what seemed like forever on two lane highways, Master pulled off the highway to a wooded driveway that was paved with gravel. He stopped and pressed a button which opened large iron gates and we continued our drive. The house was large and beautiful and included many acres of wooded grounds and a pond or lake. Master stopped the truck, exited and came around and opened my door. At this point he asked me if I still wanted to move forward. When I agreed, he told me to strip completely and wait for him by the truck while he went into the garage. He came back with a leash and clipped it to my collar and two leather paws. He told me that I was temporarily allowed to remain upright, but I needed to get used to not having hands anymore and put one of each hand. He grabbed my leash and we walked toward the house where I heard barking from the back yard. If I didn’t know these sounds were made by men, I would have assumed he had a back of labs back there. With that, he said, “are you ready to meet the pups, Thunder�? – my new name Master had just given me. I instinctively barked, and he opened the gate.

To be continued...