Rugby Pup Part 7

Rugby Pup Part 7

I came to a little later curled up in a ball on the floor. I wasn't in any pain just a little dazed. I felt for my neck and the big metal collar was gone replaced by a thin metal chain. The type most dogs wore. My cock was still locked but by a different device. One that didn't seem as tight as the first and made of plastic resin with more ventilation holes and my cock somewhat visible. He appeared over me bending down and started stroking my hair.
Was this freak trying to comfort me now after zapping me like that?
He looked into my eyes and said
"The worst is over now, I know that was harsh but it was necessary to keep you here in the beginning. I want you to know you are not a captive prisoner anymore you can leave whenever you like. You can also stay and see if you are up to the challenge of becoming my dog-slave.
I looked into his eyes studying him and wondered what he meant by that. Was he crazy, why would I stay here of my own accord and try to be a good dog? This had to be a trap.
What could possibly be challenging about any of this? I thought.
I stood upright cautiously and then went to the door and turned the knob. It was indeed unlocked and I was able to open it.
"See ya Fido" I heard him say as I started out the door.
"Fido?" I asked
"That will be your dog name when you are with me if you decide to stay, but there will be some rules of course" he said.
I couldn't believe the nerve of this kid thinking I wanted to continue.
He was sitting on a couch now watching me at the door shirtless with a smile on his face.
I was still a little dazed and not up to walking outside yet so I plunked down next to him on the couch.
He then explained what the challenge was. I would be his dog for a week and he would train me and my body to his specifications. There would be physical conditioning with him supervising and a little encouragement with the whip but no more zapping. I would be taught to move on all fours, eat out of dog bowls, urinate outside, fetch, catch, heel and all the proper etiquette and behavior of a good dog. There would be only barking to communicate and I would only be allowed on the furniture and in his bed with expressed permission.
At the end of the week I would be returned to my life in the city and either never see him again or continue the training on future weekends here or nights in the city when time allowed.
He then did a strange thing and unzipped his fly. Out came his large thick dick which he played with a little while staring into my eyes.
I was floored by his boldness and fascinated by this crazy idea in his head that I might actually be interested in his deal. But something held me there on his couch and made me stay and listen for a while. I was getting horny believe it or not and my cock started to swell in the cage.
I think he noticed it and then did something that I will never forget and I did something I will always perhaps regret.
He pointed to his cock and said "Suck"
And I, believe it or not, leaned over looked at it and not knowing where the urge came from lowered my head, put my lips on it and began to suck...