Once upon a time part 4

Chapter 4.

I woke up with my bottom - ass - feeling sore. I knew exactly why. I slipped on my shorts, and when I went to the kitchen, breakfast was waiting, Master at the table and my dish on the floor. Suddenly it came home to me what I might be letting myself in for.

"Jon," Master said. "Did I really hurt you last night?"

"A little, Master"

He held out a strange device. It was pear-shaped and narrowed to a neck at the fat end, then a sort of plate on the end.

"Slip your shorts down, please". I did so, and he pushed this device, which he had oiled, against my ass, inserting the pointed and and pushing slowly. I thought I would split open, then the fattest part went in and I clamped around that narrow neck. It felt very strange.

"I want you to wear this today, please. It will get you used to having something in your ass. We call it a butt-plug, and you will come to love it."

I doubted that I would ever love it, and suddenly I was glad that I would not have to sit on a chair for my breakfast. Later, as the day went on it seemed even stranger, for whenever I moved I could feel it, but I knew that Master knew best.

It was another day of swimming, lying in the sun, and rejoicing in Master's presence, another of the best days of my life so far.

After dinner I stripped as Master liked me to, and sat at his feet. I licked him with tender gratitude, then ventured to speak.

"Master, you said yesterday that you loved me. Did you mean it?"

"Yes, Jon, I did."

"Then please, Master, may I be your dog?"

"Not yet, Jon. I want you to taste what it will mean before you decide. You're not ready yet. Lick my cock, please."

I did so, feeling very privileged that he allowed this, then he took me through the Gym into the yard. He showed me a hole in one corner that I had not noticed before and told me that this was my doggy toilet. to be used morning and evening. He told me to bend over and removed the plug which had been there since breakfast, and to my great relief I was allowed to squat over the hole and relieve myself, then Master showed me a button on the floor to push and flush this toilet.

"I've tried to think of everything" he said.

"He turned serious again.

"Tomorrow I have to go to work; the few days vacation I could take have ended. If anyone comes to the door, ignore them. Don't answer the phone. You are not here. Stay in the house and this yard, and I forbid you to read or watch Television. Is that OK? Oh, and by the way I don't think it's safe for you to swim until you are better at it."

I nodded. It didn't seem too much to ask

"Good, now I want a fuck."

Master was right - this time it was much easier and felt wonderful and I went to sleep in a warm glow of love and excitement.

When I awoke, I went out to the yard to use the doggy toilet, then went through to have my breakfast; Master put my butt-plug in place and said goodbye. This was the first time I had seen him in a smart business suit, and I was overcome once again by a wave of love and devotion.

"Remember what I told you. Get used to waiting for Master to come home."

It seemed like the longest day of my life. I did a short workout, lay in the sun for a while, and realised that only two hours had passed. Eventually, after an age of waiting, it was time for lunch, but all that Master had left me was a handful of dog-biscuits in my bowl in the kitchen. I tried one - a rock. I dipped it in my water bowl - softer but still a rock and not to my taste. However, I knew that Master would not be pleased if I left them so I persevered. It filled half of that long afternoon.

Eventually I heard a car outside and went to look out of the window. It was Master. As the door opened I leapt out to greet him, kissing and licking his hands, his face, and anything else I could reach.

"Down, Boy, Down. I've only been out for a day. Have you missed me?"

"Oh, Master, It was such a long and empty day!"

"That's why I said we must take time. Days like that will be part of your life. Can you cope? I love you too much to force you if you aren't happy."

He had said again that he loved me. I was ecstatic and danced around him. He was my master and I worshipped Him.

"Jon. Go to your room. You are being a nuisance."

My life was in ruins. He didn't want me there. I went to my room disconsolate and on the verge of tears. Soon, however, He called me and was standing at the kitchen door waiting for me.

"You're a GOOD boy for eating those biscuits. Now, do you want the yard?"

He removed the plug and sent me outside, then we had dinner and I sat at His feet adoring.

"Master, PLEASE may I be your dog? Today didn't matter so long as I can see you now."

"Something else tomorrow that you may not like. Don't rush things."

We had wonderful sex, then I went to bed wondering what might be next.