Playing Dog

When I was a teenager I had a good friend that loved to play bondage games.
We would tie each other up and see if the person could escape. We would also
play games where one of us was a slave or prisoner of the other. We lived near
some woods so there were lots of places for us to play. The "slave" would often
be striped naked and be put into long-term heavy bondage.

One day my friend suggested that we play "dog". I said yes and also that I
wanted to be the dog. Little did I know that was exactly what he wanted.
We went to the hardware store and bought a leather dog collar, a choker chain
collar and a chain leash. We also bought some heavy leather gloves, some wide
leather belts, some rubber tubing and several padlocks. At home we stitched the
gloves fingers together and then back down to create paws. The paws were then
locked on me with leather cuffs and padlocks. We then used the leather belts and
the rubber tubing to create a harness with a dogtail. This was also locked on me
with padlocks. He then put the collar, chain and leash on me and ordered me down
on all fours. I was now to be his dog until he released me.

Well I must admit it was fun being a dog. He taught me how to walk on all
fours, bark and wag my tail. He would leed me around by the leash and also
make me do tricks. We would go into the woods and play fetch with a stick
or ball. We would do this for hours before he would release me. We played
this "game" for several weeks until one day he insisted that I always be his
dog whenever we were together. I complained each time, but he would always
force me into the dog collar, paws and tail. After a few days I just stopped
resisting and became his dog totally. Now from the minute we came home from
school until I had to go home I was stripped and he would lock the dog collar,
paws and tail on me. I didn't have to be home until six or seven, so I often
spent four hours a day as a dog. On the weekends I would be a dog for ten or
twelve hours.

Over time he stopped treating as a boy and began treating me as a dog. He would
only call me "dog". In public and even at school he would force me to get down on
all fours when we were alone. He kepted a dog chain locked on my neck and even made
me go down and register with the city for an official dog license which he attached
to my chain. He wouldn't even let me speek to him, only reply in barks.
Sometimes he would lock the dog collar on me and refuse to remove it for days. I
would have to wear a turtleneck sweater to cover up the dog collar at school.

One afternoon we were playing in the woods as usual and after a game of fetch he
took the leash, walked me over to a tree and locked the leash to it. He ordered me
to "stay" and walked off. He was gone for a long time and I was thinking of getting
up and going home, but I realized that I couldn't. The paws and tail were locked on me
and I was naked except for my dog collar. There was no way I could go home.

He returned with a sack full of stuff. He took out a metal dog bowl and put itdown at my paws. He then removed a box of dog biscuits and a can of dog food. He told me that my next lesson would be to eat like a dog. I barked no at him, but he said that I would spend the entire night chained to the tree if I didn't finish the dog food. There was nothing I could do, and my heart sank as he
opened a can of dog food and scooped in into the dog bowl in front of me. I though he
would let up after I took my first bite of the dog food, so I bent down and took a bite,
chewed and swallowed. He just stood there and I soon realized that I would have to lick
the dog bowl clean. That night I skipped dinner, nothing really tasted that good. From
then on he would feed me eat dog food daily and after every trick he would feed me a dog biscuit
as a reward. After a while I actually enjoyed the dog biscuits though the dog food was always
hard to finish.

My parents were going on a month long vacation and they had planned on having me stay at my
friend's while they were gone. When my parents had dropped me off and we had finished dinner we
went to his room which was over the garage. Before I had time to settle in he took me down to
the garage and behind a wall and some tall boxes he showed me a steel dog cage. "This is where
you will sleep while you stay here"
he announced. He made me strip and locked the collar, paws and tail on me and then put me into
the dog cage. He then locked the cage door with a padlock, turned off the lights and when inside.
I couldn't believe it. I thought that he was just joking, but he never returned and I spent the
entire night in the dog cage. Early the next morning he woke me up with a bang on the cage bars. He placed two dog bowls down, telling me to eat my breakfast before school.

I spent the next month sleeping in that dog cage every night. He would let me out with just enough
time to get ready for school. After school he immediately locked the collar, paws and tail on me
and I would be down on all fours again. Many nights he would get his parents to let us "eat out",
which ment I ate dog food that night. He would keep me locked up as a dog every free moment I had. On weekends I never got released and I would spend all day long as a dog and all night long locked in the dog cage. During the rest of the summer I spent every day as a dog and most nights because my parents would often let me "sleep-over". I began to forget that I was a boy and really believe I was a dog.

A new school year finally came, his parents moved away and we never saw each other again. It took
some time to get back to feeling like a boy again and I actually miss those days. I wore the locked
dog chain on my neck or almost a year after that. I wonder if he is "playing dog" with someone today.