Victor Chapter 10

Chapter 10
As time went on I realised that it had made a difference. We all loved one another and we had a wonderful sex life with any combination at any one time. I had learned not to speak except dog, and indeed I had come to associate that with the pleasure of sex. All well so far.

What I began to notice was that the other two tended to talk over me, to chat to one another as I were not there. When I joined in they included me, but increasingly I felt like a junior partner, especially when they sat chatting and stroked me as I sat by their feet.

There was something else I noticed. One evening as I climbed on to the couch where Harry was sitting, he said, without thinking “Down boy. Not on the furniture”, just as he would have spoken to Labby. He apologised immediately, but it made me uncomfortable.

Then, too, the occasions on which I talked pup were increasing. Any kind of sex now meant doggy talk and I had ceased to worry about it, but both my lovers would sit at their meal table and pass me some titbit, and if I said ‘thanks’ they asked me just to give a little bark or lick the giver’s hand. Too often, though, nowadays they would simply throw something down for me to retrieve and they expected me to take it from the floor and enjoy it. On one occasion as this attitude developed Colin even put his dessert plate down for me to lick since he said I had been such a good boy that I could lick it clean.

During our evening training runs I was told only to bark, and the television that Colin had set at my level on the treadmill seemed only to have pictures of dogs on it. There were dogs in every conceivable activity, including mating, but it was dogs all the time.

I grumbled to the others one evening that I was feeling left out of things, and Colin said “You are right. Our relationship has become unbalanced and we are being unfair to you. We both love you very much and we believe that you love us.”

I agreed, then realised with horror that I had agreed with a bark.

“We want to confirm how precious you are to both of us, as we are to one another, so we shall order three rings – wedding rings if you like. Ours can be conventional finger rings, and since you don’t have fingers, yours can be a collar. It will be gold like ours and all three with the same design engraved on them. Three wedding rings for the three of us. Does that seem OK to you?”

It did, and a few days later they showed me the suggested design for the rings. They were beautiful but I queried the cost of the neck-ring and Harry told me that it would be a gold shell over a metal core so as to save both cost and weight. They also suggested that the three of us should sign a formal contract to bind us together.

A few days later Harry appeared with the rings and the contracts, and for the first time in months he removed my front paw and replaced it with one of my artificial hands. He also suggested that we should video the signing and since it was a special and formal occasion, Colin helped me to dress.
It seemed oddly formal. They had invited my lawyer to attend, and when the contracts were to be signed, he asked me “Are you quite sure that you are entering this contract freely and of your own free will? Have you read it and do you agree to its terms?”

I hadn’t read it, but I knew I could trust the others so I said ‘yes’ to both his questions, and very clumsily signed it. We all three signed and he signed as a witness then we did the same thing for the other two copies. Their contracts seemed shorter somehow. We discussed various technicalities about my affairs and the lawyer left. All this had been videoed.

After he left, I returned to normal as quickly as I could, then Harry brought out the rings. I was wonderfully excited about the whole thing, especially when they asked me to participate in the sharing. I held each of their rings firmly in my lips whilst they slipped them on then the two of them offered me my own one. It was a perfect circle and I could see no way in which it could be attached until Colin pulled it apart and I realised that one end was hollow and the other had a tongue that would slip inside. They asked if I was sure I wanted it, then with difficulty pulled the two ends apart so it would go around my neck and pushed it shut. I heard a slight click as they did so.