One Year. Part 3

Mark woke during the night to find that he was still in the cage. He couldn’t see any clocks to tell him the time but he could see that it was still dark outside the window and the glow from a lamp outside was the only light source coming into the room. He tried to roll over as best as he could, but could not get himself comfortable enough to go back to sleep again. He lay there in the cage thinking about the evening before and it began to occur to him that he was in this for a year, and just how long that year would be! Mark tried to stand a little to stretch himself out, but found that the walls of the cage would not let him stretch his legs and arms out when he was laying down, and he could just about put his head up to look forward when he was on all fours. He ended up kneeling by the side of the mattress looking down at the bowls in front of him. He decided that he might as well try the food they had left for him. He pushed onto his hands and lowered his head down to the floor into the bowl and took a bite of the meat. He guessed that it was minced beef of some description, but had a funny taste to it, as if there was something else mixed in with it. It was alright Mark decided and had another bite. After chewing a few mouthfuls, Mark thought he might as well try having a drink. He moved to the other bowl, puckered his lips and started sucking up the water. He was relieved that he didn’t need to try these for the first time in front of an audience of onlookers.

After eating and drinking, Mark returned to a kneeling position. He looked down at his body and remembered some of the things he had read in the information he had been given. He was supposed to be acting like a dog, so he decided that he would try sitting like one. He moved his knees apart slightly and lowered his bum onto the floor of the cage. He than moved his arms in front of him so they were between his legs. He guessed that this was a natural dog sitting position so tried to get used to sitting in the position for a while. He looked around himself at the cage sides and the walls of the room. He tried to imagine what it would be like sitting in the cage for a long time, waiting to be released, staying sitting like a good dog in his cage waiting for his Master. Mark then thought of how he should react when someone came in. Well dogs usually jumped up and started wagging their tails madly so he thought he should practise that. He tried shifting from sitting to standing as quickly as possible, while shaking his rump in the air behind him. He felt stupid doing it at first so kept doing it to try and get used to it. After a while, he felt more comfortable performing the actions, but wondered how he would feel doing it when someone was in the room with him, and most likely watching him.

Mark sat down again. Then shocked himself by realizing that he had sat down naturally in the dog sitting position instead of sitting down like a human. This was weird, he thought. Already he was getting into character a lot quicker than he had thought. He then realised that all the shifting round had meant that his sheath had been rubbing against his cock and that with no hair to cushion him, he had become aroused. He looked down, he could see his end poking out of the end of the lump in his crotch. Feeling rather embarrassed, Mark felt himself blush under the balaclava and quickly tried to cover himself with his paws., but this contact didn’t help either and only made his cock grow a bit more. Mark thought for a second and the idea of pleasuring himself grew in his mind. He started feeling the urge to masturbate increase the more he thought about it. Checking the empty room around him, Mark placed his paws on either side of his sheath and started to rub. He quickly became fully erect and more of his penis protruded through the lump. He rubbed more and more, wanting to build to a quick orgasm, but the padding of his sheath meant he could not get a proper grasp of himself. He tried to think of things that turned him on and rubbed harder but nothing was working. He desperately tried to rub as hard as he could with the paws, thinking of anything to get him closer, but could not manage to complete the task. He felt so frustrated! He really wanted to climax but just could not manage it with the paws and sheath getting in the way. Finally Mark gave up the unsuccessful attempt. He looked down at his erect penis and wondered when he would be able to take advantage of his urges. Then it hit him. What if he wouldn’t be able to for the whole year? If he was a dog for the year, and dogs couldn’t masturbate, where did that leave him? Panic shot through him. He didn’t like this whole idea all of a sudden. Maybe he should wait till the doctor or nurse came back to him in the morning and tell them that he had changed his mind. He didn’t want to take part if I meant not being able to orgasm for a whole year! He couldn’t stand the idea of going without being allowed release.

Mark then realised that this was ridiculous. He had already been told that he had an hour every week to himself, to wash and talk, and take care of certain jobs, thought Mark. With this in mind, he looked down at his slowly diminishing cock and felt slightly more relieved. He returned to sitting like a dog and started the long wait for someone to come into the room.

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He must have been waiting for a few hours when he heard a door being unlocked in the next room. Mark stayed sitting and thought about what he had practised in his head for how he was going to behave. He heard and saw signs of someone turning lights on and getting the room ready for the days work. After a while, Mark heard the door handle being grasped and saw the door swing open. It was the nurse from the day before. As she stepped into the room, Mark pushed onto his hands and started wagging his bum in the air behind him. The nurse beamed a smile down at him and walked over to the cage and looked down at Mark.

“So how was your first night in the crate little one?” she cooed.

Mark felt so silly being spoken to like this, but stayed staring up into her eyes, not wanting to say anything to her and break his character.

“You know pup, dogs usually bark excitedly when someone comes in…”

Mark saw her looking down at him expectantly but could only manage to say “woof?” The nurses smile shrunk slightly and said

“Well, we will just have to work on that one.”

She then turned round and returned to the adjacent room where she picked up a clip board and walked back to the cage. She looked down at Mark and started writing notes on one of the pages. She kept returning her gaze to bits of Mark, or to something in the cage and then writing on the clip board. After a while she turned on her heel and walked to the door. Just as she was leaving, Mark heard her say to him

“Be a good boy, your Master will be here soon”

That was all the encouragement Mark needed. Knowing that Mr Franks was going to be there soon put him in such a good mood. If he had a tail, Mark knew that he would be wagging it! He decided that he would give Mr Franks such a welcome when he arrived. Who cared about looking silly, he wanted to make sure that he got off on the right foot with his knew Master. Or should that be paw, thought Mark?

He didn’t have to wait long. About half an hour later, He heard more voices coming from the next room. Mark got up from the mattress where he had been laying and sat like a dog staring at the door. The handle turned and in walked Mr Franks. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a dark green polo shirt and looked, as always, completely relaxed. Mark jumped up onto all fours and started barking like a dog as much as he could, wagging his butt vigorously in an attempt to show Master how happy his dog was to see him. Mr Franks face broke into a huge smile and he began to shoosh Mark. Mark stopped barking but kept wagging his butt. He was sure that he could see a glint of enormous joy in Mr Franks eyes, and it was hard not to grin back at him. Mr Franks moved over to the cage and picked up the leash, the rings clinking against the bars as he moved it. Mark knew what was coming and knew what he was going to do. As the cage was unlocked and the door opened, Mark shot out as fast as he could and started jumping up at Mr Franks waist. He started to bark again and pretended to try to lick Mr Franks face, which made him laugh at Marks antics. Well if they were going to choose a very excitable breed for Mark to be, then he was going to do the best he could to act just like one!

Mr Franks reached down and took hold of Marks collar, pushing him down onto all fours he then clipped the leash onto the collar and turned to the door. It was then that Mark saw another man at the door. He was wearing a jeans, a black shirt and a leather jacket.

“You know, if he is going to be lively, then you might have to use it before too long.”

Mark didn’t know what he was talking about, but was intrigued to hear Mr Franks say

“Hmm…I think you might be right. Lets try it on him now and if he likes it then he can keep it on”

Mark was really confused now, but followed Mr Franks in to the next room as he walked. As he did, he felt his penis rubbing inside his sheath. Not again, he thought and tried his best to concentrate on staying next to Mr Franks legs. They stopped at the table and the new man leant down and gripped Marks arms and legs high up on each limb by circling his arms round all four limbs and squeezing them together. He then lifted Mark onto the table, standing him on all fours again. Mr Franks reached into a brown sack at the side of the table and lifted out a series of straps with buckles at different intervals. Mark stared at the straps and thought he could work out what they could be. Sure enough, as Mr Franks passed the straps to the other man and unclipped the leash from Marks collar, the straps were spread out and, as soon as he could work out which bit was which, the man slipped part of the straps over Marks head. His arms were passed into two loops and the rest was either tucked underneath Marks body, or settled on his back. Mr Franks then pulled the section underneath Mark round to one side and Mark heard a click of a plug clip being fastened. Mark looked down at his body and saw that he was wearing a harness, but wit ha shock he realised that it was a real dog harness! He felt the man lift him again and put him on the floor again. Then he felt a pressure on the small of his back and then heard the leash being clipped onto, what Mark guessed was a D-ring, on the back of the harness. He looked up and saw Mr Franks and the man smiling down at him. Mark was at a bit of a loss at what to think at this point but was not left wondering as Mr Franks started walking again, this time towards the corridor door! Mark had no choice but to follow him.
The three of them walked out into the corridor and started toward the lifts. Mark felt so embarrassed and blushed as he crawled along hurriedly. Mark saw a woman approaching them ahead down the corridor ad felt totally humiliated, but as they got close, the woman looked down at Mark and said

“Hey, nice harness boy.”

At first Mark didn’t know what to think, but as they carried on down the corridor, it struck Mark that such a statement was quite a compliment to Mr Franks, even if it was a little degrading to Mark. But then again, dogs were supposed to wear a collar or a harness. This was good! Feeling more buoyant, Mark followed the two men into the lift and sat at their feet as the lift descended. It was as the doors opened again that Mark had more doubts. Was he ready to go out in public as a dog?! But again, he didn’t need to think as Mr Franks slapped his leg and called

“come on boy, HEEL!”

That was all that was needed and Mark quickly crawled next to Mr Franks as he was led into the parking yard. They reached a silver estate car and Mr Franks opened the boot. Inside was another cage but a lot smaller than the one Mark had been kept in over night. The man again reached down and picked Mark up into the boot next to the cage. Mr Franks unclipped the leash from Marks back, opened the cage and said

“Right, time to get you home pup”

Mark was about to get in when Mr Franks said

“Oh, lets take your harness off quickly”

But before it was taken off, the man interrupted and said, with a nod

“It looks like he’s enjoying it, may as well leave it on”

Mark looked down to see what they meant and saw that he had become semi-erect as they had been walking. He felt stupid and wanted to run there and then, to say that it was over and that he was going back to lessons. But as he looked up into Mr Franks eyes, he didn’t see any sign of disgust in his face. Instead, Mr Franks smiled and simply patted him on the head saying

“ Its okay boy, jump in the crate and we’ll hit the road.”

Mark was so relieved that he hadn’t been sickened, but then thought that he had been looking to Mr Franks for comfort more and more since the experiment had begun. That shocked Mark a bit, but he guessed that it was probably just a natural reaction. He climbed into the crate and Mr Franks slid the bolt into place. He then climbed into the car with the other man and started driving away.

To be continued…