Chapter III: Puppy Training

    “Puppy! Sit!”. I try to balance myself to make myself sit on my feet. They are visible because the crawler does not hide them. “Good dog”. She says while sitting in front of me. My mistress placed her feet on my laps. I moan into the dildo gag as she moves my cage with her toes on the right foot. I can’t look down due to the restraints but I would love to see her gorgeous feet.

“We will set a few rules of the house, first is that you obey me, always. Disobedience will be punished in two ways, light and heavy. The first one, light will be punished with ball torture”. And that one is light? Now I understand why they call her “Sadist”. “The heavy one will be one month to the chastity sentence, but if you will keep disobeying me after that, well. You will be fitted with a permanent chastity cage, the one you can’t cut through, unless you have a propane torch, it’s made from titanium. It will be easier to just castrate you, trust me”. She laughs while making me breathe faster while teasing my cage with her nylon coated toes. “The second rule is that you do not speak, unless I give you the permission to, do you understand?”. “Mhm”. I nod while being very aware of the thick cock in my throat and the butt plug in my arse and the fact that I am so sensitive makes it a living hell. All the tightness on my skin, plus her gentle touch. “Good doggy”. She is patting me on the head, gently. My right ear is being scratched, I love it. “The punishment for this one will be a few hours of deepthroating a dildo, so you better keep your mouth shut or your tongue out, after all the only thing you will need to use it for, is to lick my feet”. She says it while putting her left foot onto my face. I take a few short sniffs and take a glance at her eyes. The woman is taking off my gag slowly, with her head risen, she is piercing my eyes with her dominant gaze. Suddenly, I feel how the big fake cock slides out of my mouth. I gasp for air while looking at the strings of saliva landing on her legs. “Thank you mistress”. I said confidently. My mistress is examining me. “Lick”. I pull my tongue out and slide it across the soft material coated with her sweat. I like her scent, it’s very arousing. “Puppy, you just broke the second rule, but to be honest. It was just an expression of your gratitude, so I will allow it, but shhh”. “The third rule is that if you have any bodily needs, squeal to me. If you want to poop or take a piss”. That made me uncomfortable. I feel so pathetic and vulnerable. The fact that I am totally dependent on her makes me shiver. “Do not feel shy about it, if you will piss on the floor then I will make you drink it, do you understand?”. “Mhm”. I nod. “About pooping, do not ignore it because you feel shy about it, other pups did that and had to go to puppy hospital because their stomachs hurt. I will give you an enema twice a day. One in the morning and the second during the evening”. “Do you want to drink or eat?”. “Yes”. I say while I forget about the second rule. She gasps and walks to one cabinet. “Now I have to punish our little puppy, but don’t worry, it won’t be rough”.

    “Heel!”. She says while kneeling near the cabinet. I am crawling towards her and the black dildo in her hand. “Now, open your mouth and lick the tip”. I inspect the artificial dick and think if it’s a new one or an used one. I pray in my mind that it’s a clean toy”. “What’s wrong?”. I squeal to let her know I want something. “Is it too big?”. “Mmh”. I shake my head. “I give you permission to tell me what you want”. “Thank you mistress, is this… toy clean?”. She giggles. “Would you like a dirty one?”. “No!”. I shake my head while smiling nervously. “Then quiet now and suck it”. I lick the tip slowly, I stuff it whole in my mouth and suck it. My mistress is pushing it slightly deeper into my throat. I feel like throwing up. It’s being pulled out. I am panting heavily as she walks away to clean the toy. “You have learned that you need to obey, but I am a bit good to you, it’s your first day after all, but don’t fuck with me, many dogs ignored my warnings and now they walk in the suits permanently glued to their skin while their dicks and testicles have been discarded, without anesthesia”. I get aroused at the thought of being forced to be fitted in the dog suit for the rest of my life. I don’t want to lose my dick or balls either, but the idea of being castrated weirdly arouses me. “Here is your food and water, after you finish eating, go to sleep. I will wake you up for your bowel cleansing”. The sadist is going somewhere, locking the door and leaving me all by myself in her apartment. I am crawling toward the bowl, filled with some food. I could have asked her to pull out the fucking butt plug. I can barely walk, sorry. Crawl.

     The bowl is filled with a fried chicken with sesame seeds and some sauce. I try to take it with my hands when I realise that I am in bondage. My predicament only allows me to bury my face into the food. It’s sweet, juicy and tender. My taste buds definitely enjoy it, the side dish is made of some veggies with garlic sauce, a salad to be exact. I can see lettuce, little tomatoes, radish, cabbage? I don’t like veggies, but I decided to eat it because she may get angry. I could be as well starved. I don’t want to be ungrateful, especially to her. I squeeze the sour, watery tomato with my teeth and chew it with the urge to spit it out.

    I crawl onto my puppy bed and spread my limbs anyhow to rest. It’s very soft and warm. The latex suit makes me pant from heat as I slowly drift away to Morpheus’s embrace