Dogslave training 1-6

By Lewis.

Chapter One

The dogslave sat on on the floor in front of its Master doggy-style, a couple of feet away from His black leather boots. It had known its Master for six months and had been to His house almost every weekend during that time for the dog training it had so craved since it was old enough to remember. The previous week Master had given the dogslave an envelope after the weekend of training was over and told it to think about it and bring it back with it the following week. Once the dogslave got home it quickly opened the letter and found a note and a slave contract typed up inside:

'Dogslave,

Over the last few months I have enjiyed training you as My dogslave very much and find that weekends are no longer enough. I want to fully own you. If you sign this contract, lasting 5 years, you will become My property. You will quit your job and live as My slave 24/7/365. Sign the contract and bring it with you next week if this is also what you want.

Dogslave contract:

1. Dogslave does not own anything. All its money and property will belong to its Master.
2. Dogslave will no longer communicate to its friends/family.
3. Dogslave will follow all of Master's commands instantly
4. The dogslave must submit sexually both to its Master and any of Master's friends any time they wish to use it.
5. The dogslave will remain on all fours, at boot level, all of the time. It will not be allowed on furniture or in Master's bed, unless it is explicitly stated this behaviour is allowed.
6. The dogslave will piss and shit only when ordered to by Master. It will always piss and shit outside like the dog it is.
7. The dogslave will eat and drink whatever it is given. It will either eat out of its dog bowl or directly from the floor. The dogslave must completely empty the contents of it bowl/clean the floor entirely, with its mouth.
8. The dogslave will undergo toilet training such that it will become a full toilet slave for its Master and all of its Master's friends.
9. The dogslave must never stimulate itself without the express permission of the Master.
10. The dogslave will be completely naked at all times apart from its dog collar which will be locked on.
11. The dogslave's body may be altered in any way the Master desires. This includes tattooing, piercing etc.
12. The dogslave will follow all rules immediately or will be disciplined hard by use of the whip, extended periods of chastity/bondage or any other methods the Master may consider.

Signed_____________________________________________

Dated______________________________________________

After reading the contract, dogslave's cock with throbbing and oozing large amounts of pre cum, such that a wet patch was forming on his jeans. It grabbed the nearest pen and signed. A week later it was sitting doggy style in front of its new Master.

Master's muscled arms held two objects: a leather 2” lockable dog collar and a thick metal leash. He took a step towards the dogslave in front of Him.

“Once this dog collar is locked on, it symbolises that I own you boy,” Master drawled in His gorgeous Southern American accent. He bent down, buckled the collar around His dogslave's thick neck and then locked it in place with a small brash padlock. Next He clipped on the leash. Underneath the Master's leather chaps His massive 8.5” dick was also hard as a rock and dripping. He unzipped the fly and pulled out His thick cock. It jutted out from underneath His toned abs at a 45 degree angle. He tugged slightly on the leash.

“Suck!” The Master commanded.

The dogslave instantly got onto all fours and ran the short way over to its Master's cock. Thedogslave took the giant tool fully into its mouth as it had been trained to do, and the Master could see His dogslave's throat bulge as it struggled to accommodate His cock head. The dogslave caressed the cock head with its throat muscles and felt warm pre cum slide down its neck. It pulled back and began to worship its Master cock with its mouth, sucking gently, tonguing its Master's piss slit and then deep-throating Him again.

At 23 years old, Master Andy could last a long time before He had to cum, and He fully intended to make the dogslave wait for that great honour. For a full hour the dogslave sucked and licked its Master's dick. It took both of His balls into its mouth – each easily the size of a large egg and gently sucked on those, before returning its tongue back to the swollen cock head and the rest of the rock hard shaft.

Eventually Master Andy grabbed His dogslave by the collar and began to hump its mouth as He pumped hot cum down His new dog's throat. The Master spurted at least 10 loads of cum down the willing dog's throat, and it greedily swallowed it all, not wanting to waste the tiniest drop. When the Master had at last finished cumming, He released His hold on the dog collar and the dogslave began to clean the cock head of any residual semen, as it had been trained to do. Beneath the dogslave's rock hard dick, a large pool of pre-cum had formed.

“Clean!” The Master ordered and pointed to the puddle on the tiled kitchen floor.

The dogslave immediately dropped its head to the pre-cum and began to lick it up with it's tongue.

“Good boy.” The Master patted Him on the head and ran His hand through his dogslave's short blond hair. “Cage.” Master Andy order. The dog immediately began to walk on all fours towards a wooden door in front of it. This lead down a short flight or stairs into the Master's basement. Master Andy followed, holding the leash. The dogslave descended the stairs and walked across the small room, filled with S/M equipment. At the opposite end one corner had been barred off. Thick metal bars were screwed into the bare concrete walls and a small 2 foot by 2 foot door set into them. This resulted in a triangular cage that was just big enough to accommodate a dog basket and a dog bowl. The dogslave immediately lay down its dog basket.

Master Andy still had His cock hanging out from His chaps, although His erection had subsided. He put His dick through the bars and aimed at the dog bowl before starting to piss. Quickly the dogslave's bowl filled up with golden liquid until it was almost over flowing. Eventually the Master stopped pissing, and the last few drops ended up on the floor.

“Thought you might be thirsty after all that hard work,” the Master joked. “Lap it up, and make sure you clean the floor up too!”

The dogslave crawled out of the dog basket and put it's head to the stainless steal dog bowl. It inhaled deeply, catching the scent of its Master's piss, and then stuck out its tongue and began vigorously lapping up the acrid liquid. More piss spilled out of the dog bowl and onto the concrete floor as the dogslave drank.

“Good dog.” The Master said. His hard-on had return. “The only drink a slave should have. Certainly the only one you'll be getting, boy.”

After a few minutes, the dogslave had managed to completely empty the metal dog bowl of piss, and was starting to lick the floor clean. Once done, Master gave it another order:

“Present your arse to the door of your cage, boy.”

Quickly the dogslave turned around and spread its legs wide so that Master had full access to its shaved hole. Master Andy took a medium sized metal butt plug from a shelf, coated it in lube and then proceeded to work the device into His dogslave's arse hole.

“You will always sleep with a butt plug shoved up your arse. You will be punished if I find it has fallen out in the morning. Now, LAY DOWN.”

The dogslave once again resumed its position, curled up in its basket, and the Master padlocked the door of the cage shut. His slave was going nowhere, that was for sure.

“Night boy. Remember, absolutely no touching yourself. I'll know. Sleep well. I've got a hard day's training planned for tomorrow.” A wicked grin spread across the Master's face, and then he turned around and walked up the stairs. The light in the basement went off, and the dogslave heard the door being locked.

It was cool in the basement, and the basket was too small and uncomfortable. On top of this, the dogslave's dick was rock hard, and its cock head was swollen and had taken on a deep purple colour. It wanted nothing more than to reach down with its paw and stroke its cock. Even once would be enough, but he dared not, remembering what its Master had said to it. Eventually the dogslave got to sleep, and woke to the sound of the Master opening the door at the top of the basement stairs.

“Morning boy!”

Quickly the dogslave got out of its basket and began woofing loudly. Its head was pressed to the bars of the cage, desperate for release.

“Okay, okay. Quiet down boy.” The Master said, though really he enjoyed the way His dogslave sounded. Over the last few months he had got it to sound almost identical to a real dog.

Master bent down to unlock the cage door, and as soon as it was open, the dogslave rushed out and began licking the Master's black leather boots as it had been taught to do. Master held the lead in His hand and clipped it onto His dogslave's collar. After a few minutes of boot licking the Master turned and led His dog upstairs to the kitchen, and then proceeded to open the back door, which looked out onto a very large field. Large trees lined the bottom end, about 200 meters away. In fact, this was only a small part of the land Master Andy owned. He had inherited the remote thousand acre ranch from His late parents, and intended to put it to very good use.

“Come on boy.” Master said, talking down to His slave. He began walking over towards the line of trees, and the dogslave followed, doing its best to keep up on all fours. The Master kept a tight leash to encourage the dog to walk faster. After a minute they reached the trees, and the Master reached down and gently pulled out the butt plug that had been stuffed up the dog's arse all night. The slave felt empty without it, but suddenly in its absence, realised that it desperately needed to shit, as well as piss. It began barking loudly at its Master. Master Andy grinned and patted His dogslave's head.

“Okay boy. Go and find a tree and do whatever you need to do.” He unclipped the leash from the dogslave's collar, and watched as the dog scampered off to the nearest tree and sniffed the base. It then cocked its leg and a jet of piss suddenly erupted from its dick, splashing against the tree trunk. Once done pissing, the dog returned to the all-fours position and then began to squat – its arse a few inches from the base of the tree. The dogslave farted a couple of times, and then a large a large piece of shit which must have been over a foot long fell out of its arse hole and made a pile on the grass. When the dogslave was finished shitting, it ran back over to where its Master was standing.

“Oh no you don't. Go over there and give the mess you've just created a good sniff, slave.”

The dogslave reluctantly walked over to the large pile of shit, and dropped its head to it. It then proceeded to properly investigated the mess it had made, rapidly inhaling and exhaling through its nose as a real dog does. It moved around, sniffing the entire base of the tree where its piss and shit lay. After a minute of so of investigating its own waste with its nose, it ran back over to its Master.

“Good boy. Smell good?” The Master asked, with an evil grin spreading across His face.

“Grrrr!” The dogslave replied negatively.

“Well your gonna have to get used to it slave. Now, clean this!” He presented the shitty butt plug to the dog, and held it close to its mouth. Large chunks of brown shit clung to the metal plug. The dogslave instinctively pulled back, but the Master grabbed hold of His dog's collar and forcibly inserted the butt plug into its mouth for a cleaning. The dogslave retched slightly, and then got on with the task of cleaning its plug. After 5 minutes of sucking on the plug, the Master pulled the plug out of the dogslave's mouth and inspected it. No shit remained. Master Andy then inserted the plug back into its arsehole.

“Good job, boy. Now come on, let's get you some breakfast.”

Master Andy jerked on the leash and dog and Master walked briskly back to the house. A large stainless steal dog bowl was placed in the corner of the kitchen, and the dogslave sat by it, doggy style, waiting for its Master to feed it. Master opened a cupboard and took out a can and a very large bag with a picture of a real dog on it.

“You will be fed on the cheapest dog food that I can find.” The Master said matter-of-factly. “I'm not wasting good money on you. Remember, you're to clean your bowl completely!”

With that the Master open the tin and dumped the brown mushy contents into the dog bowl and then pour a little dry mixer in. He the proceeded to mix the ingredients together with a fork. The dog bent its head to the bowl, but the Master quickly swatted it on the arse coupled with a loud “NO!”.

“A dogslave will eat only when it is told to eat. Got it?”

“Woof!” Apologetically. The dogslave looked at the floor, not wanting to anger its Master further.

“Firstly, I'm gonna eat.”

With that the Mater set about preparing Himself a delicious breakfast of bacon, eggs, sausages, mushrooms, beans and toast with a large mug of coffee on the side. The smell of the cooking meat made the dogslave's stomach growl.

Once the Master had prepared His meal and was sat down at the breakfast table He gave the command to His dog:

“Feed!”

The dogslave lowered its head to the metal bowl and began to take bites of the foul smelling dog food. It felt the urge to throw up with every mouthful, but continued regardless with its meal, knowing it would be severely punished if it did. Eventually the slave managed to force down the contents of the bowl and it sat in front of it, looking at its Master's feet as He sat at the table, leisurely eating His breakfast whilst reading the newspaper, apparently ignoring His dogslave completely. He turned the page, then glanced down at His slave sitting in front of the bowl.

“Lick it clean so it shines, slave!”

The dogslave immediately followed His order, vigorously licking the remaining brown pieces of dog food from the metal bowl. Once it has completed this its Master gave it the order to heel. Immediately the dog ran over to His side. The Master pulled the dogslave under the table and proceeded to unbutton his fly. His large cock flopped out. The Master grabbed His dogslave's collar and pulled its mouth onto His tool. A few seconds later hot piss began to fill the slave's mouth. It gulped it down as quickly as it could, not wanting a drop to spill onto the floor. Once the Master had stopped pissing down His slave's throat, His cock began to harden.

“Suck.” The Master ordered.

The slave complied instantly, and began licking at the swollen cockhead and tonguing the piss slit, before deepthroating His dick whilst its Master moaned with pleasure.

“Good boy. Keep it up slave.” The Master used the collar around His dogslave's neck to push and pull its mouth up and down His cock at the desired speed. Soon wads of cum were being fired down the slave's throat. The slave licked its Master's cockhead clean, and He then put His dick back into His chaps.

“Now, go to your cage, slave.” Master Andy commanded it. Reluctantly the slave turned around, and crawled away on all fours to the door to the basement, nudged it open with one paw, and then descended down the stairs case and got into its basket in its cage. The Master cleared away the breakfast items and the Himself went down to the cage.

“Heel!” The Master said, and the dogslave immediately crawled out of the cage and sat by its Master's left boot, as it had been trained to do. The Master put a hand around the back of its neck, and gripped tightly.

“Punishment time for doggy,” he said sadistically. “You took much, much too long eating your breakfast boy. Dog's attack their food, as if they were on the verge of starvation. I demand the same from you. Lie down!”

With that the dogslave lay face down on the cold basement floor, and the Master went about locking wrist and ankle restraints to it, which it then attached to rings in the floor via padlocks. The end result was the dogslave tied down to the floor, spread-eagle with its back and arse vulnerably exposed. Despite this, the slave was rock hard.

The Master went to a draw and selected a leather flogger with around 20 tassels, each ending in a knot.

“This should do nicely boy.” The Master smirked. On the floor, the slave began to whimper. “Silence!” The Master yelled. He walked over, so His boots were in front of the slave's head. “Lick my boots in gratitude for the punishment you are about to receive slave!” He ordered. The slave struggled to lift its head up from the position it was in, but soon got its tongue to work, polishing the black leather boots until they gleamed.

“Don't forget the soles boy.” The Master tilted His boot slightly to give His slave access to the underside. Bits of mud were stuck in the tread from when the Master had walked His slave to allow it to take a piss and shit, but the slave licked on regardless. It had been given an order, and was not going to risk increasing the punishment it was about to receive by not obeying it properly. After the boots were spotlessly clean, the Master ordered it to stop, and walked around to position Himself behind the slave.

“How many lashes do you think boy?” He asked rhetorically, knowing the slave could not speak, and had no influence over its punishment, even if it could. “I'm thinking 30 strokes should do it. Yes, 30. That's also the number of seconds I'm going to give you to clean your bowl of dog food from now on. If any food remains after 30 seconds, it will be discarded, and you will go without food for 48 hours. We'll see how quickly you can eat after that. Got it?”

“Woof.” The dogslave barked.

With that the Master raised the flogger high and brought it down onto the dogslave's back. There was a loud thwacking sound as the leather tassels laid into the dog's back followed shortly after by the dogslave yelping in pain.

“1.” The Master said.

Again, Master brought down the whip hard onto the dogslave's back. It yelped again, this time a little louder, as the whip increased the stinging and heat it felt over its back and arse.

“2...3...4...5...6...” The Master kept count.

After 25 strokes the dogslave's back and arse was completely red and welts had appeared all over its skin. The dogslave was now howling in pain after each stroke, although its doggy cock was of course still rock hard against the dungeon floor.

“26...27...28...29...30. There that should learn you to be more grateful for the food I provide you, boy. Now remember, clean your bowl quickly like a good dog. I can tell you, the pain I can inflict upon you by starvation will be much worse than this. Now, lick my hand in gratitude for the punishment you have just received, and then start on my cock!”

The Master leaned down and placed His right hand near the dogslave's mouth. It instantly began to lick it eagerly until His hand was dripping with saliva. The dogslave was then released from its position tied down on the floor and its Master's cock was promptly shoved into its mouth, The dogslave's sucked and licked at its Master's hard, thick cock which was oozing pre cum at an alarming rate. Giving His dogslave a good whipping always made Master Andy especially horny, and within a few minutes of cock sucking He was pumping load after load of thick, creamy cum down the dogslave's throat. It continued sucking, greedy for more of its Master's cum, until He pulled His cock out of its mouth and told it to go to its basket. Master Andy, having no more need for His dogslave at this time, locked it into its cage and then walked upstairs, turning out the light as He went. It was always good to give any slave a few hours alone to think about its punishment He thought. Besides, He had several phone calls to make to arrange that nights entertainment...

Chapter Two

Master Andy's dogslave lay in its basket for the remainder of the day, locked in its cage. Its doggy cock remained hard for almost the entire time, and it wanted nothing more than to cum, but it dared not think about the punishment it would receive for that offence. Around 9 hours after its whipping at breakfast for not cleaning its bowl fast enough, the dogslave heard its Master unlock the basement door and walk down the steps in order to release it. As soon as the cage door was unlocked, the dogslave rushed out and began to lick its Master's black leather boots, as it always did.

“Good dog,” Master Andy told it after a few minutes of frantic bootlicking. He clipped the leash onto its dog collar. and then proceeded to lead the it up the stairs and into the living room, where it was given the “SIT” command. The dogslave promptly complied, sitting doggy-style on the floor with its hard cock sticking up in the air.

“I've got a few mates coming round in a bit,” Master Andy informed dogslave. “Treat them just the same as you would Me, or I'll give you one hell of a fucking punishment. Got it?”

“Woof!” dogslave confirmed, keeping its eyes focused on its Masters boots, still wet and gleaming with its saliva.

“Good boy.”

After half an hour the first of Master Andy's friends arrived. Dean was around 6 foot, a little less muscular than Master Andy, but extremely attractive, with blonde hair, and light stubble that defined his square jaw. He was wearing a leather biker outfit, and the dogslave immediately ran over and began cleaning his biker boots with its tongue.

“Nice dog you've got Andy,” Dean commented. “You've got it trained well.”

“Not half as well as it will be trained in a few months, believe me! Anyway, come in man. Want a drink?”

The two men both grabbed a beer and sat down whilst the dogslave continued cleaning Dean's boots with as much enthusiasm as it had licked its Masters'.

“Your slave is making me fucking horny Andy.” Dean said. “I've never known such an enthusiastic boot licker. Can we have a little fun with it before the others get here and put its tongue to some other uses?”

“Sure, why not? What've you got in mind.” Master Andy asked.

“Well my arse always gets so sweaty when I ride my bike.” Dean said.

“I'm sure my dog can help you out with that,” Master said with a smile of His face. With that Dean stood up and took off his leather trousers and T-shirt which left him standing in a black lace-up jock strap. Dean then turned around and bent over, presenting the dogslave with a beautiful, muscular arse.

“Clean Dean's arsehole of any residual sweat, or any other dirt you may find dogslave.” Master Andy ordered. The dogslave didn't hesitate for a second before it burried its tongue in Dean's arse and began licking like its life depended on it. Dean's hard-on swelled even more, revealing a 7” dick that was very thick.

“Fucking hell that feels good!” Dean said.

About 5 minutes into the rim job, there was another knock at the door. Master Andy opened it and let in Jason and Zack. Jason stood around 5 foot 10, but very muscular. He wore an army T-shirt, khaki trousers and black military looking boots. Zack on the other hand was taller and thinner with dark features that made him look like he originated from Italy or Spain. He was wearing a “nasty pig” T-shirt and black jeans.

“Wow, looks like the party's started already Andy.” Jason commented on the rimming Dean was receiving from the dogslave.

“Hey guys.” Dean said. “Get in here and try this thing. Its amazing!”

“Don't mind if I do.” Jason smirked. He walked over to the dogslave which was still eagerly licking out Dean's arsehole and grabed its head. With the other hand Jason pulled down his khaki trousers, releasing his 8" dick which he promptly shoved down the dogslave's waiting throt.

"Yeah suck my cock!" Jason moaned. He kept a tight hold on the dogslave's collar and used it to force its mouth up and down his shaft at the required speed. The dogslave had no choice but to try its best not to gag, and kept licking at the swollen cock head to give Jason the most pleasure possible. Zack meanwhile had started to kiss Dean and they had begun to jack each other off over the hot scene in front of them.

Master Andy said: "I think the dog's got another hole to offer. Ff you don't mind me going first guys?"

All the others shook their heads. "Course not. It's yours after all." Replied Dean. With that, Master Andy got up, grabbed a bottle of lube from the table, pulled down His trousers and then worked the butt plug out of His dog's arsehole. As soon as it was free, He lubed up His cock and then pressed the head to His dogslave's shaved arsehole and pushed. Slowly He slid His hard dick in, and then He pulled out again, until only the cockhead was left in the dogslave's hole. With one quick movement He rammed His dick back inside the dogslave's arse, causing Him to moan with pleasure and the dogslave to wince in pain. This affected the rhythm of the blow job it was giving Jason which earned it a slap round the face and a loud "suck my dick, slave!" from Jason, who was clearly displeased at it.

This scene continued for sometime, with Master Andy and Jason leaning over the dogslave to passionately kiss each other. Dean and Zack meanwhile continued to jack each other off. After 20 minutes or so of Andy fucking His dogslave senseless and the dogslave sucking off Jason to the best of its ability, Master Andy threw back His head and announced: "I'm gonna cum!" As He began to pump spurt after spurt of cum deep into the dogslave's arsehole, Jason began to feed the slave his cum too. As the two men groaned in pleasure, Dean and Zack also started groaning, and then they too shot load after load of cum into the air. It landed in several puddles on the wooden floor.

Master Andy pulled His cock out of His dogslave's hole and then said: "Clean that mess up!" pointing to the puddles of cum on the floor.

"Woof!" the dog barked, and immediately dropped its mouth to the floor and began to eagerly lick up the spilt cum.

"So where do ya keep the beer Andy?" Jason asked.

"I'll go get some for you guys," He replied, and a few moments later came back carrying a box of cold buds. He cracked a few open and all the guys sat down, tired after their orgasms.

They talks for a couple of hours - about work, what men they'd like to fuck, sports, etc. There was a natural lull in conversation, and then Zack said: "I'm really horny again. Mind if I use your slave, Andy?"

"Course not dude. Do whatever you want with it." The dogslave, which had been told to sit in the corner pricked up its ears, realising it was about to be given a command. "Thanks. Really gotta take a piss first though."

"Yeah, me too!" Said Jason and Dean at the same time. They'd both had 5 beers each.

"Okay, wait there a sec guys." Said Master Andy, and He went off down to the basement, leaving the guys with mildy puzzled looks on their faces. He came back a minute later carrying an object they all recognised, and Dean grinned.

A minute later the dogslave had a piss funnel strapped to its head, and the guys crowded around it with their cocks aimed at the opening. Dean began pissing first, followed by Master Andy, then Jason and finally Zack. The dogslave struggled to cope with 4 men's piss flooding down its throat, and took huge gulps, fearing that if it did not drink quickly enough it would not be able to breathe. The flow of piss continued for a least a minute before Zack started to slow down, and after a first minute all the men had stopped. The dogslave had swallowed literally pints of piss, and its stomach looked distended from all the liquid.

"If you want the use of its mouth I can take off the piss funnel," Master Andy told Zack.

"Nah its okay man, I'll use its arse."

Zack's cock grew to a massive 10" in length and the dogslave seemed scared to look at it, knowing that it would soon be forced into its hole. Zack grinned. He loved having such a massive cock - who wouldn't?

With the dogslave on all fours, Zack knelt down and rested his cockhead on its arsehole. In one quick motion he forced his massive tool into the slave's gut. The dogslave let out a howl of pain, and its Master grabbed a whip and stared to lash the slave's back.

"SILENCE!" He yelled. The dogslave put its head down submissevely and took its punishment, whilst at the same time clenching and relaxing its arsehole in order to give Zack's cock the most pleasure possible. He moaned in delight as he fucked the slave's tight arsehole. Zack rested his hands on the slave's hips and roughly ploughed its hole - slowly, then rapidly, then slowly again. Master Andy finished whipping the slave who remained hard throughout, and then turned and sat down next to Jason and Dean to watch Zack fuck His dogslave. Dean and Jason were both naked and their cocks were as hard as a rock as they watched the display. Dean started to kiss Jason hard, and then the two men started exploring each other's bulging muscles. Still kissing Jason, Dean rolled ontop of him so that their massive chests and cocks were touching each other. Master Andy grabbed both of their dicks in one hand and began to wank them off, slowly at first and then faster as they continued to get more and more horny.

"FUCK. YES. YES. YES!" Screamed Zack as he dumped his cum load deep inside the slave's gut. He threw back his head in pleasure and let out a deep sigh before collapsing ontop of the slave. After a minute of rest he withdrew his still rock hard cock from the dogslave's hole.

"Heel!" Commanded Master Andy, and the dogslave instantly ran over to its Master's leg and sat by it. Andy was still wanking off Dean and Jason, who were passionately kissing and feeling each other's bodies.

Jason moaned he was going to cum soon. A minute later both he and Dean blew their load over each other. Dean collapsed ontop of Jason and wrapped his arms around him. Once recovered he rolled off the hunk. Both their stomachs and chests were covered in spunk. Master Andy pointed to this and commanded "clean these men!". Quickly the dogslave began to lap up the cum from Dean and Jason's bodies. Cum had pooled in the grooves of their well defined abs, as well as their navels and the dogslave took great please in licking up every precious drop from the two hunks. Jason stroked the dogslaves head, telling it "good boy", whilst Dean ran his hand over its arse, causing it to lick up the split cum with even more enthusiasm.

After the dogslave had cleaned the men's bodies, Zack said: "Sorry to be lame, but its getting late and I have work tomorrow." He worked as a mechanic, and his shift started early. "Yeah I should probably head off too," Jason added, who worked as a personal trainer at the local gym.

"Make that 3 of us," said Dean. Like the dogslave had done, Dean worked at a construction site. The foreman would have his balls if he turned up late again.

"Okay guys, hope you had fun. Swing by again soon. Maybe we can arrange to meet up at The Pound some time?" The Pound was a leather club specifically for Masters and dogslaves where Master Andy, Jason, Dean and Zack had all met. The other three men nodded, and Dean said: “Sure, that'd be great Andy. How 'bout this Saturday?” The others agreed and the date was set. The Master saw them off, and then ordered the dogslave to the kitchen. He took a can opener from a draw and began to open another can of dog food. He dumped the brown mush into the steel dog bowl, where it landed in a heap. The slave was forced to stay sitting by it, motionless, looking at the brown heap of cheap dog food and taking in the meaty smell for 15 minutes while its Master went off to tidy the house after the evening's activites, waiting for the command to feed. It knew that if it did not empty the bowl in 30 seconds it would be in big trouble.

Eventually the Master returned to the kitchen and gave the "fed" command. The dogslave lowered its head to the bowl and attacked the food. It was starving, having last been fed 16 hours ago at breakfast. The dog food still tasted foul, but the slave tried to swallow as quickly as possible, as this allowed it to eat faster. Master Andy kept a close eye on His watch.

Once all the brown chunks of food were eaten the slave began to lick madly at the bowl, wanting to leave it clean and shiny so it did not have to face more punishment.

"Stop!" The Master ordered. The dogslave pulled its head out of the bowl. Master inspected it.

"Not bad slave. I can still see some brown stains, but it was much better than this morning's effort. Only a minor punishment for you tonight I think. Let's take your for a piss first though." The dogslave looked relieved - it was desperate to get rid of the 4 loads of piss it had drank previously. Master clipped on the leash to the dog's collar, and led it to the clump of trees at the bottom of the field as usual. It was dark and cold, and the dogslave soon began to shiver. .

"Okay boy, go and piss." Master Andy said, unclipping the lead. The dogslave quickly found a tree, cocked its leg, and let out a huge jet of piss. After, it sniffed the puddle, and then returned to its Master, who reattached the leash and led it back to the house.

"Cage!" the Master ordered when they got in.

The dogslave quickly ran down the basement stairs and lay down in its basket. Half an hour later the Master came down and ordered it out. Since the Master was not wearing any boots, the dogslave licked His feet instead.

"Since you made such a fuss about Zack's large cock, your punishment tonight will be to wear an extra large butt plug," the Master informed it. He went to a shelf and picked up a metal plug 7" long and 10" in circumference. It was very heavy, weighing over 1kg. Master Andy applied a little lube to it and then shoved the massive plug up His slave's hole. It did its best to keep silent.

"Lay down." Master said. The dogslave went to its basket and did as ordered. “That plug better still be burried in your arse tomorrow morning boy, or I'll lock it up there for a week!” With that, the Master padlocked the cage shut, and walked out, turning out the light.

The dogslave found it difficult to get to sleep with the huge plug stretching its arsehole. It was also incredibly horny, wanting desperately to stroke its rock hard cock. Yet it knew it was a dogslave now, and it was not allowed to do such things. it only hoped that its Master would let it cum soon.

Chapter Three

Master Andy walked down into the basement the following morning wearing nothing but a black leather Master's cap and His boots. He walked to the bars of the cage which contained His dogslave, which was standing on all fours, panting with its tongue hanging out, giving out excited little barks because its Master had come for it.

Master Andy's rock hard 9” cock protruded through the bars and the dogslave's eyes were fixed on it, waiting for Him to give a command. Instead the Master unlocked the cage, reached in, looped two fingers through one of the D-rings in the dogslave's collar and pulled it roughly out. He then proceeded to force His enormous cock into the dogslave's mouth and moments later began pumping a massive quantity of strong morning piss down the slave's throat. He sighed with relief. The dogslave obediently swallowed the entire contents of its Master's bladder, not spilling a single drop of the precious liquid. Once the Master had relieved Himself, He pulled His cock out of His dogslave's mouth and then ordered it to turn around.

The large plug He had inserted into the dog's hole the night before was still securely lodged in place.

“I see you haven't lost your plug. Good dog!” He stroked the dogslave's arse briefly, which gave it a huge feeling of pride. It wanted so much to please its Master.

The Master grabbed His slave's collar again and pulled it around so its head was next to His errect cock.

“Well boy, I've got the whole day free, so I think some serious dog training is in order for you.”

“Woof!” The dogslave replied excitedly.

With that, Master Andy clipped His dog's lead to its collar and lead it out of the basement and down to the bottom of the field. It was a warm day, so He didn't both to dress. Once both dog and Master had reached the clump of trees, it was let off the lead as usual.

“Go on boy. Go piss!” The Master commanded. The dogslave scampered off, sniffed a couple of trees before deciding which one to water and then returned to its Master a couple of minutes later.

“Okay boy, time to take this plug out.” Master Andy grabbed the circular end of the plug and began to pull the plug out of His slave, which did its best to keep silent. The dogslave felt relief that the huge piece of metal was no longer jammed up its arse, but at the same time it felt hollow and empty, and part of it wanted Master to replace it. The Master brought the tip of the plug, which was coated in small chunks of the dogslave's shit, next to its mouth for cleaning. The slave complied more willingly to clean up its shit from the toy than the previous morning, although it was still a long way from doing the task enthusiastically. This, the Master knew, would all change with training.

“Good dog!” The Master praised His pet once the butt plug was clean and shiny again.

“Now shit! Right here.” The Master pointed to the piece of grass directly below the dogslave's arse. It did its best to comply instantly, and a few seconds later a large piece of shit lay on the grass in a stinking heap.

“Lick that mess you've just dumped slave. Go on. I want you to taste it.”

The dogslave turned around and lowered its head to the shit pile, its tongue hanging out, but it stopped short of the stinking mess.

“LICK IT OR ELSE!” The Master shouted. The dogslave didn't hesitate any longer, and began to slowly lick its own shit. It was still warm, and tasted raw and bitter, but not as bad as the dogslave had thought it would. The dogslave continued licking its own shit pile for a minute, until its Master ordered it to stop. The surface of the mess was slick with its saliva.

“Good boy. Good dog,” Master said, patting its head. Master Andy led the dog back to the house and into the kitchen where He opened a tin of dog food and dumped it into His dog's bowl.

“Feed!” The Master commanded, snapping His fingers and pointing to the bowl containing the mush. The dogslave immediately began consuming the food. This time the bowl was completely clean again in 30 seconds flat. The dogslave got more praise and was then ordered to lay down under the kitchen table while the Master made His own breakfast.

The Master sat down to His food, and ordered the dogslave to lick His boots clean whilst He ate and read the newspaper. The feel of His dogslave's tongue vigorously licking the black leather of His boots quickly got Him horny.

“Suck My cock!” He ordered. In a heartbeat the dogslave's lips were wrapped around His huge dick, and it tongue went to work massaging the engorged cock head, which made Him groan. He pushed its head further down His shaft, until the dogslave's nose was pressing against the thick dark mat of His pubes. The dogslave expertly used its throat muscles in order to pleasure His cockhead. 10 minutes later and the Master erupted, injecting many, many loads of cum down the slave's willing throat. Once He had stopped ejaculating, the dogslave licked His cock clean and returned to licking His boots.

“Okay boy,” Master said. “Let's start some dogtraining. Lesson one will be how to walk on the leash I think, since you're not very good at it.” He clipped the thick steel leash with a leather handle onto one of the D-rings in His dogslave's collar and lead it to the door of the basement.

“Stay!” Master commanded. He entered the basement and came back with leather pup mitts, two padlocks and a small butt-plug. He then proceeded to lock the leather bags onto His dog's hands, which rendered them useless, and shoved the butt-plug up its arse hole.

“These will stay on indefinitely,” Master Andy informed the dog. “Wouldn't want you using your hands now.” He grinned with sadistic pleasure, thinking of the longs nights the dogslave would spend in its cage, longing to wank off, but not being able to. He led the dog back out into the garden for its training.

“A good dogslave will always stay half a pace behind its Master's left leg.” Master Andy told it. With that He began to walk the dogslave briskly down the field towards the trees. The dogslave did its best to keep up, but couldn't keep the half-pace distance up for long when the Master was walking so fast.

“Stop lagging slave!” Master yelled at it, jerking harshly on the leash. “I can think of at least one punishment to give you, if you don't keep up, judging by how slowly you complied to the order of licking your shit pile this morning.” Another sadistic smile spread across the Master's beautiful face. That threat hurried the dogslave up, and it managed to keep up the half-pace behind Master's left leg rule for a hundred yards until it got tired again, and started lagging behind. By this stage the dog and Master had nearly reached the clump of trees. Master deliberately walked up to the shit pile His dog had created early, and then slowly trod in it getting slave shit on both His leather boots.

“Oops.” The Master said. “Looks like these boots need cleaning. Stay the correct distance away from my left leg whilst walking on the leash back to the house, and your only punishment will be to clean the shit off my boots. Otherwise I'll make it much worse. Got it boy?”

“Woof.” The dogslave confirmed it understood.

The Master moved off in the direction of the house, and this time the dogslave put every effort into keeping up with His pace. it almost made it to the house, but a few yards off it tired and fell a full step behind its Master.

“Well, looks like its double punishments for you dog,” Master Andy smiled, thinking of something creative that could be used to punish the dogslave. “Firstly you can tend to my boots with your mouth.”

He led the dogslave into the kitchen, causing the floor to become smeared with shit, and then sat down at the table.

“Clean these boots up so they shine dog!” He commanded, expecting His slave to instantly starting vigorously licking the boots. Instead the dogslave remained where it was, growling softly.

“Fucking dogslave. Deify me will ya? CLEAN THEM NOW!” He bellowed. Still the dogslave remained where it was, not being able to lick up it own slave shit off His Master's boots.

“For every second you sit there, not cleaning My boots with your fucking worthless tongue you'll get an extra hour of punishment boy!” With that the Master began counting. “One, two, three...” The dogslave looked worried. It couldn't bear to eat its own shit, even from its Master boots, but it had already earned three hours of extra punishment for the delay. “...sevcn, eight, nine, ten...” Master Andy began to count faster. After “18” the dogslave finally gave in and rushed over to its Master's boots and began licking at the shit furiously. Most of it was stuck in the treads, and the Master angled the boot so to allow His dog to clean them properly.

The dogslave licked out large chunks of its stinking shit from the treads and swallowed it quickly. It tasted bitter and rank. Once the soles of His boots were spotless, it moved on to the sides of the boots and continued cleaning. Its tongue had turned brown by the time it had finished.

“Disgusting fucking pig dog,” Master Andy commented. “Don't forget about the floor piggy,” He said, pointing to the shit smears from where He had walked in. The dogslave complied quickly, running over to the nearest shit smear and licking the floor until the tiles gleamed again.

Once the dogslave had completed its cleaning duties Master Andy led it to the bathroom.

“I've decided that, in addition to My piss, you may also drink from the toilet whenever I allow it. That's where dogs like to drink from, after all, isn't boy?”

“Woof.”

“Seeing as you've got 18 hours of punishment to go for taking so long to lick the shit off my boots, and I'm a very kind Master, you can take a drink now pup.”

The dogslave crawled toward the toilet, looked down at the water. Small bits of its Master's shit clung to bowl, but the water looked clear.

“Lick that shit off first dog.”

“Woof.” The dogslave, not wanting its punishment increased further, wasted no time in sticking out its tongue and licking the toilet clean.

“That's a good dog. No go on. Take a nice long drink.” Master Andy placed a booted foot on the back of its head and forced it down into the toilet water. The dogslave began to lap up the cool water quickly, and continued drinking for several minutes until its Master pulled its head out of the toilet via its lead. its stomach felt full and bloated with all the water it had drunk.

“Now its punishment time!” Master Andy smiled sadistically, and led His pet down into the basement where it slept. By one wall Master Andy had constructed a device to secure His dog in the all-fours position a couple of feet above the concrete floor. It consisted of two platforms, one for its front paws and one for its hind legs, with a gap in the middle. Leather straps bolted to each of the platforms ensured it couldn't move from the all-fours stance, whilst a steel collar attached to a metal bar which was bolted to the middle of the front platform kept the dog's head immobile. Master Andy ordered it to get up onto the contraption and then went about locking it in place via the leather straps and collar. He then fetched a rubber cock sheath complete with piss tube and put it on His pet's doggy dick. He then attached a parachute to its balls, and then attached an empty bucket to the parachute via a rope. The piss tube attached to the cock sheath He put into the bucket. Finally He attached a funnel piss gag to the dog's front hole.

“Hope you enjoy the next 18 hours pup,” Master said sarcastically. “Every time you piss, that bucket will get heavier and heavier, and stretch your balls more and more.” He smiled at His handiwork. “And I'll make sure that you gotta piss often. See you soon boy.” He turned and left the dogslave to its punishment.

The first hour for the pup was okay, but pretty soon after that the urge to piss became unbearable. It desperately needed to empty itself of all the toilet water it had lapped up. It hung on as long as it could, before giving in, 90 minutes after its Master had strapped the bucket to it balls. It kept on pissing for what seemed like forever, and every second it felt the bucket pull on its balls more and more. By the time it had stopped voiding itself, the bucket was around 10% full and although it wasn't exactly painful, the weight soon made its balls ache after a few minutes.

Two hours after its punishment had begun Master Andy entered the basement. He had dressed now, and was wearing a muscle fit T-shirt with black, tight leather trouser gripping his thick legs. The sight gave His dogslave an instant hard-on.

“Thought you might be thirsty boy. Wouldn't want that now. So I had a couple large cups of coffee and now I really gotta take a piss.” With that He unbuttoned His trousers, took out His thick cock and began to piss into the funnel strapped to His slave's head. The dog drank the bitter piss quickly, knowing full well that it would mean it would have to piss again soon.

Master Andy sighed. After a couple of minutes the flow eased and then stopped altogether. He shook His cock and the last few drops fell into the funnel. Master Andy buttoned up His trousers and left.

4 hours into the punishment, Master Andy returned again, this time carrying a jug containing around 4 pints of water.

“Seeing as your all tied up here and can't get to the toilet, I thought I'd bring the toilet water to you pup, as I'm such as kind, caring Master.” He smirked. “Drink up.” With that He poured the toilet water into the funnel. The dogslave drank furiously. “Good dog. Don't worry I'll bring you some more soon. That bucket'll be overflowing. That'll teach you to take so long to follow a simple command.”

After 10 hours the bucket was half full of piss and the dogslave was in serious pain. The weight was stretching its balls down and they felt like they were on fire. Master Andy had visited it frequently to keep it filled up with either piss or toilet water. The dogslave vowed to itself that it would obey any command given instantly in order to avoid this punishment again.

After 15 hours, Master Andy came down into the basement to piss into the slave's funnel. By this time the bucket was two thirds full, and sweat beaded the dog's naked skin. After He had finished pissing, He went around to the rear of it, pulled out its butt-plug and began to fuck it hard. The motion made the bucket tied to its ball sack swing, adding to the pain it was experiencing. The dog whimpered, and Master Andy had to tell it to be silent. It obeyed, and He didn't hear another sound out of it. After 15 minutes of bareback rough fucking the Master exploded deep in its arse and moaned loadly as He came. He dettached the piss funnel, and order the dog to clean His cock, which it did eagerly. It tasted of cum with a hint of its own shit. After His cock had been thoroughly cleaned by its tongue, He strapped the piss funnel to its mouth again and left.

By this time, it was getting late. Master Andy couldn't be bother to stay up to release His pet from its punishment, so in the end the dogslave endured the immense pain in its balls for 24 hours. When its Master finally detached the bucket from its balls, they hung lower than they ever had before, and came half way to brushing its knees as it ran over to lick its Masters boots to thank Him for the punishment He had given it.

“Good dog. Now will you obey my commands instantly?” He asked.

“Woof!” The dog replied, loud and clear.

“Good. You better, or your balls'll be dragging on the floor by the time I'm done with you.” With that He went to the kitchen, grabbed a tin of dog food, opened it and walked back down to the basement, and then emptied its contents directly onto the concrete floor.

“Feed!” Master Andy commanded. The dogslave realised at once that it was starving, having not eaten in over 24 hours, and went to work licking the dogfood off the floor. It was so hungry it tasted delicious.

Once it had eaten all of its dog food and licked the floor clean, Master Andy made it lie in its basket and then locked the cage door.

“Get some sleep boy. I'm taking you to The Pound tonight, with the guys, and you're sure to be used hard there.” Master Andy left the dogslave, its hands rendered useless in the locked-on leather bags so that it could not cum, and went to arrange the night ahead.

Chapter Four

Master Andy came for His dogslave around 8 pm. After a thorough boot-licking, followed by being fed dog food which it had to lick up off the floor again, it was led to the bathroom, where it was ordered to clean the toilet with its tongue and then take a drink from it. The Master then filled up a large douche bag with water, hung it up high and inserted the tube up the dogslave's arsehole. He filled its hole with the entire contents of the bag and made it hold the water in for 15 minutes whilst He went to select what He would wear to The Pound that evening. He decided on black leather trousers and a leather top harness which nicely showed of His muscles. By the time the 15 minutes were up the dogslave was getting painful stomach cramps, but it had not let a single drop of water escape its arse. The Master ordered it to release the water into the toilet and seconds later a torrent of brown douche water poured out of its arse and filled the bowl. Master Andy then filled it up again and again until the water ran clear. He then ordered it to get into the bath and began to wash the dogslave with cold water from the shower. Finally He got a razor, and began to expertly shave its cock, balls, and arsehole bare.

“That's much better.” Master said. He rinsed the dog of hair and then ordered it to shake itself dry.

An hour later, Master Andy pulled up outside The Pound in His pick-up with His dogslave sitting doggy style in the passenger footwell wearing nothing but its collar. He led it to the entrance. A huge, muscle-bound hunk of a man stood to the left of the doorway - the bouncer. He was there to make sure everyone followed the strict dress code of The Pound: dogslaves wore collars (locked on if they were owned, unlocked if they weren't) and nothing else. Masters could wear what they wanted, as long as it was made of either leather or rubber.

“Evening, Sir.” The bouncer greeted Master Andy. He bent down to pat the dogslave's head and spoke to it in a belittling voice: “Hello, pup. Aren't you a good dog!” The dog woofed in agreement, and started licking at the bouncer's boots. “Nice dog you've got there, Sir,” the bouncer commented. “Please, go on inside.” He opened the door for them, and Master Andy led His dog inside.

The night was still young, and The Pound was only about half full: approximately 50 Masters and their dogs were in the main room. The Masters were either sitting at tables chatting to one another, whilst their dogslaves sat obediently by their sides, or standing sipping beers, whilst their dogslaves curiously sniffed each other out. One Master standing near the bar was holding a thick piece of leather in his right hand to which 3 leads were attached. His 3 dogslaves sat on the floor in a line, enjoying the attention of the other dogslaves, who came up and sniffed and licked at their massive, hard cocks and large balls before being pulled away by their Masters. The owner of the 3 dogs looked about 30, very muscular, very attractive, wearing biker boots, leather chaps, which exposed his beautiful, round muscular arse, and an unbuttoned leather shirt which revealed his well defined six pack and huge pecs. His dogslaves were similarly hot: all had dark hair, cropped short, with the rest of their body hair shaved. They all had a dark tan without any lines, suggesting that they spent all the time naked. Each had two tattoos on their back, one stating “Property of Master Dan” and the other stating “Dogslave 0/1/2” depending on the animal, written in large, black ink. As Master Andy approached them, He also saw that each dog had its nipples and cock pierced. He got hard at the sight of them.

“Evening. I'm Master Andy, I don't think we've met before,” Master Andy introduced Himself.

“Hi. Don't believe we have. I'm Master Dan, as you might have noticed.” He pointed towards the tattoos on his dog's backs.

“Fantastic looking animals you've got their. How long've you owned them?” Master Andy asked.

“Zero I've had the longest. About 7 years now. The other 2 I found here, I've had them about 4 years.

“Haven't noticed you in here before. You come often?”

“No not really. I live quite a way out, but it's good to meet other Masters like yourself, and their dogs. I'm always on the lookout for a stray that I can train up.”

“Aren't we all.” Master Andy said. “Can I get you a beer?”

“Sure.”

The two Masters talked for a while, about dogs they had used, training methods, gear etc. Dogslave 2 looked interested in Master Andy's pup and slowly worked up the courage to go and say 'hi' doggy style. it got up onto all fours and began to sniff and lick at the dogslave's arsehole. Master Andy's dog clearly enjoyed the attention, and its cock got even harder than it was before, and began throbbing. Master Dan let it carry on for a minute or so before pulling on the lead and commanding: “Sit!”. Dogslave 2 complied with lightning speed. Master Andy was impressed. “That's a well trained dog you've got.”

“You should come over some time, and see how I do it.” Master Dan offered.

“You bet I will. They fully toilet trained as well?”

“They sure are. They willingly eat and drink everything that comes out of my body, just like a good dogslave should.”

“I couldn't agree more. I might have to get some tips off you,” Master Andy said. “My dog is fine with piss, but its been having a little difficulty with licking up shit.”

“Well just bring it over, and we'll soon train it to be a good little pigdog.” Master Dan smiled and pulled out a piece of paper with his number on it and handed it to Master Andy.

Just then, Master Andy noticed His friends, Dean, Jason and Zack enter the club.

“Thanks for the offer. Excuse me, I've just seen my mates.” He said to Master Dan. “It's been real good talking to you. I'll be sure to swing by your place soon.” With that Master Andy went over to great His friends. They were all dogslave-less, and hoped to change it by the time the evening was over.

“Hi. You guys look like you need a dog each.” Master Andy commented.

“We so do. I'm on the look out for a hot stray.” Dean said.

“Well, looks like there are plenty of them about.” Master Andy said. It was true, lots of dogs were walking around on all fours, looking a little lost, their collars clearly unlocked.

“Looks like there are more dogs than Masters,” Jason observed. “We might end up with two dogs each!” He grinned, as did the others.

“Well hope you get lucky. Go grab some beers and get one for Me. I'm just gonna take a piss and I'll be right back.” Master Andy said. He led His dog in the direction of the toilets.

The toilets were a feature in themselves. Along one wall there were six urinals, none of them plumbed in. Instead rubber pipes hung down and led to gas masks or piss gags which could be strapped onto a dogslave to turn it into a toilet. Along the centre of the room a trough around 6 inches deep and 12 inches wide had been dug into the concrete floor and ran almost the entire length of the room. All the way along, short lengths of chain, each of which had a clip on the end, had been set into the concrete, with the floor of the trough gently sloping down at the intervals where the chains were. 2 rim chairs had been set up over the right hand side of the trough. The end result was that a Master could tether his dogslave to the edge of the trough and then either piss of shit in it. The tethered dogslave would then be required to lick up the mess. Master saw that two dogs had been left tethered by the short chains, and one was sitting doggy style by a urinal with a gas mask strapped to its face. Master Andy opened His fly and began to piss into the trough in the middle of the two dogs. The dogslave by the urinal looked disappointed that it had not been chosen to take the Master's waste. Two pools of hot piss began to form in front of the the two dogs and they lapped eagerly at it, competing with one another to see who could drink the fastest.

“Good dogs,” Master Andy said once He had finished pissing, and stroked the arse of both of them as they continued to drink.

Next to the urinals was a flap about 2 foot by 3 foot that a dogslave could crawl through. It led to a small field where they could relieve themselves, if their Master's allowed it. On this occasion, Master Andy denied His dog the option to piss, and led it back to the main room of the club, where His friends were waiting for Him, drinking beer and looking at the dogs crawling on all fours all around them.

“See any you like?” Master Andy asked, taking a bottle of beer from Jason.

“All of them,” he smirked. “But especially that one.” Jason was pointing to a young, well-toned pup who had a wide unlocked leather collar surrounding its thick neck, with a single D-ring at the front. Its hair was cut into a mohawk style, and the rest of its body was shaved smooth. It had several piercing: 3 in its ears, 1 in its eyebrow, bars in its nipples and a large ring through its cockhead. 'PIG' had been tattooed on its left arse cheek, and 'DOG' on the right cheek in large black letters 3 inches tall. It saw Jason pointing at it, and crawled over to him and began sniffing and licking at his leather boots.

“Hello boy,” Jason said, bending down to stroke its head. The pup moved round and started sniffing at Jason's arse.

“I think it likes you,” Master Andy commented.

“You wanna be my dog tonight, boy?” Jason asked.

“Woof!” The pup replied eagerly.

“Okay then. Sit!” Jason ordered it. The dog complied. “Stay. I'll be back for you.” Just going to get a lead from my truck guys, Jason said, and walked out. With Jason gone, Master Andy's dogslave walked over to investigate the pup. The two dogs began to sniff each other out, and started woofing at each other. Jason's dogslave began to sniff and lick at Master Andy's dog's arsehole and the two slaves were quickly hard and dripping.

“Okay, enough of that,” Master Andy said, pulling His dog over to Him and ordering it to sit. Its hard cock pointed straight up into the air, and Master Andy began pushing it down with His boot and then letting it flick up again.

“Lick that precum off my boot!” Master Andy ordered, and His dogslave complied immediately.

Jason returned 5 minutes later with a thick chain link lead which ended in a leather handle, and a small brass padlock. He locked the dog's collar on and then clipped the leash to it.

“I think I'm gonna try it out,” Jason informed the guys. “Getting pretty horny what with all these pups crawling around.” He grabbed his crotch and began rubbing it. Jason's dogslave licked its lips. Master Andy said: “I know just where you're going. I think I'm gonna tie my dog up in there for a bit. A rough fucking by several masters would do it good.

The Pound had a fuck room where Masters could take their dogslaves in order to relieve themselves, and that was where Jason and Master Andy lead their pups to. The room was dimly lit, but Jason could see at least 10 other Masters either pounding their dog's arseholes or getting sucked off. All were moaning in pleasure. Master Andy tether His dog by its collar to a D-ring in the way via a very short chain. A blackboard was attached to the wall, and Master Andy wrote: “dogslave for use by ALL. Fuck it HARD!” and then left the room.

Jason ripped off his clothes, exposing his extremely muscular body and rigid, throbbing 8” cock. His dogslave's cock got harder still at the sight of him.

“Suck!” Jason ordered. The dogslave didn't hesitate, and no sooner had Jason finished the word, his cockhead was being expertly massaged by the dog's tongue. “Good boy!” Jason moaned. The dogslave began to deep throat Jason's cock, its nose buried in his pubes. After a couple of minutes Jason grabbed its collar and began forcing its head rapidly up and down his shaft.

Jason wanted to blow his load down the dogslave's throat, but instead he pulled its mouth off his cock, and, using its saliva as lube, shoved his thick cock up its tight arsehole in one swift motion. The dogslave winced in pain, but quickly began clenching and releasing its sphincter muscle to provide its master with maximum pleasure as he thrust into it. Jason began really pounding his dog's hole and was soon filling it up with huge spurts of hot cum. When he pulled his cock out, the dogslave immediately began cleaning it with its mouth. After it was finished, Jason ordered it to clean up his cum that had dripped out of its arsehole and onto the floor, and then led it past Master Andy's dog who was being roughly fucked by a heavily muscled black master with an enormous cock and back out into the main room, where he met up with the other men.

“How was it?” Dean asked.

“Incredible.” Jason said. “I'll definitely be using it again before the evening's out.”

The men continued to talk and drink for a couple of hours and then in a lull in conversation Dean and Zack pointed to the floor and nodded.

“Me and Dean have both got our eye on that one.” Zack said to Master Andy and Jason, pointing to a dogslave who was sitting by itself, its long hard cock pointing straight up and its tongue hanging out. It looked to be slightly older than Jason's dog, with close cropped blonde hair, and bulging pecks and washboard abs.

“That would be a hot threesome.” Master Andy commented. I would definitely like to see that.

“I'll go and get it,” Dean said. He walked over to the dog. “Come on boy, heel!” Dean commanded. The pup quickly trotted over to his left leg and then sat down.

“You wanna go get fucked by me and master Zack?” he asked it.

“Woof! Woof!” was the excited reply.

“Okay, come on then boy.”

He led it to the fuck room and Master Andy and Zack followed. Jason said he'd be there soon, but needed a shit first and wanted to find out how much of a pigdog his animal really was. When Jason entered the toilets he saw 2 master's pissing into the urinals with the dogs attached to them drinking rapidly to keep up with the flow. No animals however were chained to the trough. Jason changed this by chaining his pigdog next to one of the rim chairs and then proceeded to pull down his trousers and jock, and sit down on the chair. He sighed, farted, and then a huge piece of firm shit fell out of his muscular arse and landed with a smack in the concrete trough. The pigdog licked its lips. A few seconds later a second piece of shit, almost as large fell on top of the first bit. The room began to fill with the heady smell. Jason then snapped his fingers and ordered: “Feed!”. The dogslave instantly complied and buried its face in the brown mess, swallowing large chunks of its as quickly as it could. Its arse with the PIGDOG tattoo was high in the air as it bent over on all fours to eat. The other 2 masters who had been using the urinals came over to watch it feast on Jason's shit.

“Quite a pig you've got there,” one commented. The dogslave continued eating for a minute, relishing the bitter taste of the shit, and the degradation it was in. it secretly hoped that its master, who was still sitting over it on the rim chair would shit on its head in order to humiliate it further, but to the dog's disappointment he produced no more shit. Soon, just a brown stain remained in the concrete trough and the pigdog went about licking it clean. When that was done, Jason bent down and unclipped his dog from the chain, and then ordered it to rim his arsehole clean. The dog turned over so that its hard, dripping cock was resting on its stomach and then slid back to give itself access to Jason's hole. Bits of shit clung to the hole, and it buried it nose in the crack and breathed in deeply. The smell made its cock harder still. It then started to lick his hole clean, and then started to tongue fuck him. Jason groaned in please, and let the dog carry on for a few minutes before standing up and grabbing its lead.

“We can carry this on in the fuck room,” he told it. When he got there, he saw Dean and Zack making full use of the blonde dogslave they had found. Dean was pounding its hole with his massive cock, making it wince with each thrust, whilst Zack had his hand on the back of its head and was forcing his dick deep down its throat. Master Andy was watching, and had His dogslave enthusiastically sucking Him off. Jason noticed cum was still dripping out of its arsehole, suggesting it had been well used whilst it had been chained up and free to use by anyone.

Dean and Zack had started to passionately kiss over the blonde dogslave. Jason went and stood by Master Andy, bent over and ordered his dogslave to resume the tongue fucking. It immediately began forcing its tongue as far up Jason's hole as possible. “Fuck that feels good!” he moaned.

The rhythms of Dean and Zack increased until Dean shouted: “I'm gonna cum!” Zack moaned: “me too,” and 10 seconds later the dogslave was being filled at both ends with huge loads of hot delicious cum. The blonde dogslave first cleaned Zack's cock of any residual cum, and then began to lick Dean's giant tool clean. “Good dog,” he praised it.

At that point, Master Andy's cock exploded in His dogslave's mouth. The animal expertly swallowed every drop, and then licked the cock head clean. Jason began wanking himself as his dogslave continued the amazing tongue fucking. Soon he was spraying many loads of cum over the floor.

“Clean that mess up!” Jason ordered his dog. The animal pulled its tongue out of Jason's hole and began to lick the cum off the floor. When it had finished Jason asked it: “You wanna go home with me, boy? We can have some more fun, and I've got a nice kennel for you to sleep in.” The pigdog woofed enthusiastically.

“I'm gonna head off guys. It's been a great night. See you all soon.” The others said their goodbyes, and Jason led his dogslave to his truck and drove off.

“I'm gonna head off too, guys,” Master Andy said. Dean and Zack said they were going to take their dog home and play some more with it. The dog looked delighted.

The 3 masters led their dogslaves out of the bar, and headed home for a night of pleasure.

Chapter Five

Master Andy woke up late in the morning the day after He had taken His dogslave to The Pound. He got up, found He had a massive piss hard-on and went down to His basement to get it taken care of. His dogslave eagerly swallowed every drop of piss that came out of His cock, despite its own desperate need to piss: it had been locked in its cage for over 10 hours, and its Master had not given it permission to relieve itself when it got back the night before, after being used as a toilet by several men. The dogslave began to whine to try and convey to its Master that it urgently needed to piss.

“Shut up!” Master Andy shouted. “You'll piss when I tell you to piss.” With that He exited the basement and went into the kitchen to make Himself breakfast. An hour later He went to fetch His dog. By this stage it was in agony and shaking slightly with the effort of holding its bladder. Master Andy unlocked the cage door, clipped on its leash to its collar and led it to the bottom of the field. From the previous days training the dogslave managed to walk on the leash well, staying the correct half-step behind His left leg.

“Piss!” Master ordered, when they had reached the trees. The dog wasted no time, and instantly cocked it leg and released a torrent of piss onto the grass. It continued to piss for a long time, and puddle began to grow in size until it reached its knee. Eventually the stream stopped and the dog went back to all fours. It waited for its Master to pull out its butt-plug and allow it to shit, but instead, He led it quickly back to the house.

Master Andy dumped some dog food into His pet's bowl, and ordered it to feed. The dog attacked the food ravenously and a few seconds later it was licking the shiny metal bowl clean. After that the dogslave was ordered back to its cage and left locked in there, hard and horny, for several hours.

When its Master came for it, He led it to the bathroom and had it lick the toilet clean. He then permitted His pet to drink from the bowl, and then led it back down to the basement. He ordered His dogslave to suck His cock, and whilst He was being serviced informed the dog:

“I've decided to loan you to Master Dan, who you had the honour of meeting at The Pound the other night. He'll be continuing your training for a few days.” Fear came into the dogslave's eyes, but the rhythm it was sucking its Master's cock did not change. It continued servicing its Master for another 15 minutes until He groaned and filled its mouth with hot cum. After the dog had properly licked His cock clean He led it to His truck and ordered it to get in.

It was an hours drive to Master Dan's ranch. Once they got to the isolated property, which consisted of a wooden building surrounded by several acres of fields, they saw the 3 dogslave's playing a game of fetch with their Master. They all ran quickly, supporting themselves on the balls of their feet, rather than their knees, so that they cold run faster.

Dogslave 2 reached the toy bone a couple of seconds before dogslave 0 did, and proudly ran back to Master Dan and dropped it at His booted feet. Master Dan praised it, and then picked up the toy and threw it in the direction of Master Andy and His dog.

“Go fetch!” Master Andy ordered, snapping His fingers and pointing at the bone. The dogslave immediately went to the toy and picked it up with its mouth.

“Go and take it to Master Dan boy,” Master Andy told it. The dogslave did as it was told, and deposited the bone at Master Dan's boots.

“Good boy!” Master Dan praised the dog and patted its head before running His hand over its muscular back and arse.

“Woof!!” The dogslave barked proudly, and then went about the task of greeting Master Dan properly, which involved licking His boots enthusiastically and thoroughly. Master Andy walked over to Master Dan and said 'hi'.

The two Masters talked for a few minutes, whilst Master Andy's dogslave continued to lick Master Dan's boots clean. Near the end of the conversation the dogslave over heard Master Dan say: “Don't worry, Andy. I'll have your dog fully toilet trained by the time you come and pick it up.” Now it understood why it had been loaned to Master Dan.

“Great,” Master Andy said. “I can't wait! I gotta run, but I'll see you in a few days. Thanks so much for this.” Master Andy drove off, leaving the dogslave in the care of Master Dan. His 3 dogslaves began to bark at it, ensuring that it knew it was at the bottom of the pack. It went and submissively sniffed at each of their arseholes, which were all filled with dog-tail butt plugs.

“Okay, go and show this new dog you kennel,” Master Dan ordered. The 3 dogs turned and ran in the direction of the house, and Master Andy's dog did its best to keep up. Master Dan walked briskly behind the pack. Dogslave 2 reached the kennels first. They were situated in a small wooden barn separate from the main building. In one corner was a cage constructed of thick metal bars, 6 foot by 6 foot by 2 feet high. A heavy padlock was attached to the door, and a thick blanket was spread over the concrete floor. The rest of the barn was kitted out like a Master's dungeon, with chains, whips and leashes hung up on the walls, and shelves containing dildo's, butt-plugs, cock rings, hoods, gags, manacles and all other manner of slave-play toys. D-rings had been set into the walls and concrete floor. The dogslave saw that a rim-chair had been set-up in the room, along with a gym horse to which a dogslave could be tied and fucked. In another corner was a small wooden box 3 feet long, 2 feet wide and 2 feet high. The dogslave didn't know what it was for. Near the main cage was an enormous metal dog bowl, and the dogslave saw that one wall had shelves containing only tins of dog food, as well as huge value bags of kibble.

The dogslave went over to the small wooden box to investigate it. The lid seemed to be on hinges, and it saw that it could be locked shut with a padlock. It couldn't quite see the top from its all fours position, but it seemed as though a smaller flap had been built into the main lid at one end of the box. Master Dan saw the dogslave looking puzzled and went over to explain its purpose.

“This is the punishment cage,” Master Dan informed it. “Bad dogs are locked in here for as long as I deem necessary. The inside is lined with thick rubber, so it's hot and cramped and you'll only have your own waste to eat and drink, along with My piss and shit if you're in there for an extended period of time.” To make His point, He lifted up the small lid at the front of the cage, which the dogslave now understood was a toilet seat. “No dog is allowed out until the inside is thoroughly clean of piss or shit.”

“Now,” Master Dan announced, “I think it dinner time for doggies.” He went about opening a couple of large tins of dog food and emptying the brown contents into the huge dog bowl. He then poured in a large quantity of the dried kibble and mixed it with a stick.

“The dog bowl is communal,” He told Master Andy's dogslave. I think it encourages dogslaves to eat faster, since otherwise the other other dogs will eat all the food, and the slow one will go hungry. He then ordered the four dogslaves to feed. His own 3 dogs instantly surrounded the steel bowl. Master Andy's dog was a little slower, and had to force its way to the bowl. It was thankful that its Master had trained it to eat quickly, as the other 3 dogs were wolfing down the food as if they hadn't eaten in a week. Master Andy's dogslave followed suit, and within seconds all the dog food had been eaten, and they were whining for more. Master Dan liked to keep His dogs slightly hungry at all times, just like real dogs were, so that they would consume anything on command.

“Dogslave 2, heel!” Master Dan ordered. The dog did as it was told, sitting doggy style just behind His left boot. He unzipped His leather trousers, released His thick cock and then gave the “Suck” command. The dogslave complied immediately, stretching its mouth wide open to accommodate His cock. Master Dan grabbed His dog's head and roughly pulled it up and down His shaft, whilst moaning in pleasure. When His cock was slick with the dogslave's saliva He ordered Dogslave 0 to heel and present its arse. It complied quickly, and Master Dan was soon thrusting His cock deep into its tight arsehole. The dogslave kept its submissive stance: arse high in the air, forehead pressed to the concrete floor, and concentrated on controlling its spincter muscles to give its Master's cock the most pleasure possible. It soon heard Him gasp, and then felt Him explode in its arse.

Finally He ordered dogslave 1 to clean His cock. It took His dick into its mouth, and sucked out a few drops of cum. It tasted of dogslave 0's arse – a taste it had experience many times in its life as Master Dan's dogslave.

“Dogslave 0, SIT!” Master Dan ordered, and it complied instantly, almost as if it was reading His mind. Just as Master Dan had intended, His cum began to leak out of the dogslave's arsehole. After a couple of minutes He ordered dogslave 0 to the cage, and then made Master Andy's dogslave lick up the pool of cum, which it did willingly, although with less enthusiasm than Master Dan would have liked.

“Cage, all of you, NOW!” Master Dan commanded. All the dogs returned to the cage and lay down, packed very close to each other in the small space. Master Dan padlocked the cage shut and left them for the night.

It got very cold in the night, and the four dogs had to huddle together to keep warm. Although they could not fuck each other because they all wore butt-plugs and had not been given permission to by Master Dan, they nevertheless sniffed and licked at each other cocks, being careful not to make the other dog cum. All three of Master Dan's dogslave's remembered the last time one of His pets, dogslave 2, had cum without permission. it had spent nearly a week in the punishment cage to teach it a lesson. When it was finally allowed out, its stomach had been distended from a week's worth of consuming its own, and its Master's, waste. It hadn't cum without the express permission of Master Dan since.

By the morning, all of the dogs were ravenous, and wanting to get out the cage to feed, as well as relieve their bladders. Master Dan came for them around 8 am, and ordered all the dogs out. He then led them outside and gave His 3 dogs permission to piss and shit. Master Andy's dogslave was quite desperate to shit by this point, having not been given the opportunity in over 36 hours, but Master Dan did not remove its butt plug, like He did with His own 3 dogs. Master Dan's dogs sniffed around, finding trees and bushes to piss up against, and then they all started to squat and produced large piles of steaming shit. They had seemingly been trained to clean each other's arseholes, since dogslave 0 began to lick dogslave 1's arse clean, and dogslave 1 performed the role of toilet paper for dogslave 2. dogslave 2 then cleaned dogslave 0's arse. Master Andy's dogslave got extremely hard at the sight of such hot dogslave's rimming each other.

Master Andy's dogslave was curious to find out why He was holding two toy bones, but it soon found out. He ordered His 3 dogslave to line up and SIT. He then threw the two bones as far as He could, and then ordered “Fetch!” All three dogs bolted off, each wanting to retrieve a bone for its Master. A couple of minutes later, dogslave 0 and dogslave 2 returned each carrying a bone in their mouths. Dogslave 1 return empty, and it was ordered into the barn, and chained to the floor by the rim chair via its thick leather collar.

“The game of fetch is a little ritual we go through each morning,” Master Dan explained to the new dogslave. “The dog without a bone gets the honour of being my toilet. With that He walked over to the rim chair, pulled down His Nasty Pig jeans and sat down. “Cock!” He ordered, and the chained dogslave went over and took His flaccid cock into its mouth. A few seconds later it began gulping down load after load of its Master's strong morning piss. Once the flow had stop, Master Dan ordered it off His cock, and the dogslave returned to a sitting position, waiting for its Master to shit. The other dogs were also sitting doggy style in a line, watching.

After a minute or so, the Master produced a huge, single piece of dark brown shit that fell to the concrete floor with a soft thud. Master Dan got up, turned around and bent over, supporting Himself using the seat of the rim chair.

“Clean,” Master Dan said, and the dogslave walked forwarded and began furiously licking at His arsehole. Master Dan sighed in pleasure. The dogslave began to force its tongue as far up its Master's arsehole as possible in order to properly clean Him out. “Good boy,” Master Dan praised it. He stood up once the clean-up job was complete, and moved the rim chair out of the way. He then commanded the dogslave to lick up the shit pile He had created.

The dogslave bent down to it without hesitation, gave an appreciative sniff at the mess, and then went to work licking it all up as fast as possible. Master Dan placed a single booted foot on the back of its head. This was unnecessary, as the dogslave needed no coercion to eat the shit: it had been doing it for many years now. All the same, He liked the feel of having a submissive dog underneath His boot, knowing that He could push its face into the shit pile if He so wanted. Soon the shit was all eaten, and the dog began to lick at the stains on the concrete floor until they too had gone.

The sight of a dogslave eating His shit made Him very horny, and He ordered Master Andy's dogslave over to service His cock with its mouth. His was impressed with what a good job it did, and realised why Master Andy wanted to keep hold of this pup. He soon blew His load down its throat. If it were possible He produced even more cum than Master Andy did.

He then ordered dogslaves 0, 1 and 2 back into the cage, which He padlocked shut. They seemed angry that the new dogslave was getting all the attention, and they were not. Master Dan clipped a leash onto the dogslave's collar and led it out of the barn in to the field, where a large stake had been driven into the ground. To this He attached the leash and walked off. He came back a few minutes later with a dog bowl containing some water.

“Wouldn't want you to get thirsty pup,” He told it, and placed the water in front of it. He then pulled out the dog's butt-plug and forced it to clean the shitty end with its mouth. Instead of replacing the plug, He simply said, “Don't you dare shit on my grass, dog!” and then walked off.

The dogslave didn't knew what to do. It was desperate to shit, but at the same time, didn't want to displease Master Dan and in doing so incur the wrath of it own Master. It lapped up some of the water. Little did it know that Master Dan had mixed a mild laxative into the water to ensure that the dog would certainly break His command.

Just as expected, when Master Dan returned an hour later to the dogslave tied up in the field, carrying a bull whip coiled up in His left hand, He saw it had produced a large quantity of shit. It looked very worried when it saw Him approaching. Master Dan smiled. He loved breaking in new animals. He rushed over to the dog, pretending to be extremely angry.

“Fucking dog! Fucking animal! How dare you shit all over my grass! Fucking lick it up NOW!” He began thrashing it with the bull whip, and the terrified dog instantly began to lick up its own shit pile as fast as it could. Master Dan inwardly smiled. The training was working perfectly. It was now learning to associate the presence of shit with being punished, and therefore in future it would strive to clean up the shit pile in the hope of avoiding punishment. Of course the only way it would be able to clear up the shit would be to eat it.

“I should put you in the punishment cage for a week!” He yelled at in mock anger. Instead He unclipped the leash from the stake and led it back to the barn where the other dogslaves were. The day wore on, with Master Dan using each dog to pleasure Himself when He felt like it. All the dogslave's were treated equally, with the exception that Master Andy's dogslave was made to eat twice as much food as the other dogs. The next day, Master Dan repeated the procedure He had used the day before with Master Andy's dog. Once again the dog, which was desperate to shit, was told it must not relieve itself, and once again, Master Dan put the mild laxative in its dog water, ensuring that at some point it would not be able to hold it any longer. The only difference on the second day was that the dogslave had already eaten its shit load when Master Dan came to inspect it, just as He thought it would.

“Good boy!” Master Dan stroked it head, pretending it had followed His command, but knowing full well it had not. The brown stain on the ground gave it away. Master Dan was happy that the first stage in toilet training was going well. It now did not seem to have any trouble licking up its own shit.

The next day, Master Dan did not bother with the game of fetch to decide who ate His morning shit. He simply chained Master Andy's dog to the D-ring next to the rim chair and sat down. He dumped a massive quantity of shit, and had the dogslave lick His arse crack clean, which its did willingly enough. The problem came when He ordered it to consume the pile of warm, fresh, stinking shit lying on the cold concrete floor. It bent its head to the heap, breathed in, and could not continue for fear of vomiting.

“Clean it up!” Master Dan yelled at it. The dogslave began to lick the pile. It tasted bitter and raw. Again it stopped and moved its head back. “Clean it up, or I'll lock you in the punishment cage for as long as it takes,” Master Dan said coldly. The dogslave sensed that He meant it, and reluctantly bent down its head and began to consume the shit in front of it. It took nearly 10 minutes for the dogslave to eat the shit pile, but Master Dan knew it was important not to rush the animal on its first time. Speed would be added tomorrow, once it knew it was capable of being a full pigdog.

When all the shit was finally consumed, Master Dan praised the dogslave, and then fed it and His other dogs on a mix of tinned dog food and kibble as usual.

The next day, Master Andy's dogslave was forced to eat Master Dan's morning shit load once again. This time it was given a time limit of 1 minute, or it was told it would be locked in the punishment cage for a full week. It complied, biting into large chunks of His warm shit and swallowing them whole. It cleaned the shit pile up in just under a minute, which earned it a great deal of praise from Master Dan. It felt proud that it was a good pigdog for its Master's friend.

Later that afternoon, Master Andy came to collect His dogslave. Master Dan explained what He'd done, and what the dogslave was now capable of. Master Andy thanked Him profusely, and told Him to call Him anytime if He needed a favour.

When Master Andy and His dog got back home, the dog was made to go to its cage, and was kept there for the rest of the day. Master Andy watered it with His piss, but did not feed it. It was kept starving the next day also. The day after that, Master Andy came to its cage and ordered it out. He made it lick His boots, which it did willingly despite its hunger. Master Andy bent down and grabbed its cock. It was rock hard as expected, for it had not cum in several weeks. He began to wank the dog's cock and told it it had permission to cum. After a couple of minutes the dog gasped and sprayed cum all over the floor. As usual just after it had cum it wanted to get out of dog mode. It wanted nothing more than to take off its collar and stand up on two legs. In short, it was no longer turned on. Master Andy knew this, and had made His dog cum deliberately as a test.

He went over to His rim chair, placed a dog bowl beneath it, pulled down His leather trousers, and dumped a truly massive quantity of firm shit into the bowl. He stood up, bent over and ordered the dog to rim His arsehole clean. Having just cum, it was disgusted by the prospect. Yet some core of its being that was 100% dogslave made it crawl over to its Master and begin licking His arse clean. After Master Andy was satisfied it had done a good enough job, He ordered it to consume the bowl of stinking shit. The dogslave could think of nothing worse. It was sure, even after the training that it had received from Master Dan that it could not do this, no matter what the consequences of not obeying might be. But yet again, something made it bend its head down and start enthusiastically eating the shit. It was not just that it was starving. It realised that, even after it had cum and was at its most turned off, it was still a grovelling pigdog, fit only to be a toilet for its Master who now had infinite control over it.

It went to work licking the brown smears of shit off the steal bowl, and Master Andy praised it.

“You are now a fully training pigdog, and will live like this until your contract expires, understand piggy?”

“Woof,” the dogslave barked. It realised now more than ever that its purpose in life was to be nothing more than a lowly shit-eating dog/pigslave. Suddenly it realised it was more turned-on than ever, and wanted nothing more than to cum again. It couldn't wait to continue serving its Master in any way He choose.

Chapter Six

It was now two months since the dogslave had become the property of Master Andy. In all that time it had been kept naked, collared and on all fours. Never once had it uttered a single human word, been allowed stand on its feet, worn any form of clothing or had its thick leather dog collar removed for even a second. It had been forced to shit and piss outside at all times, like the animal it was. Except when allowed to shit, or when being rough fucked by its Master or His friends, it had to endure a large butt plug up its arse. And of course, when not in use or sleeping, it was locked away in a small cage in Master Andy's dungeon. Then there was the fact it had been trained to be a toilet slave. Since its visit to Master Dan's ranch, it had eaten all of its Master's shit every single day. At first it had been disgusted by this prospect, but now looked forward to its Master coming down to the dungeon first thing each morning, sitting on the rim seat with a large steel dog bowl set up underneath, and producing a massive quantity of warm, firm, stinking shit for it to feed on.

This morning had been no exception but after the dogslave had consumed its Master's shit pile, He told it that it would be taken to see His friend who was going to modify its body so that it would better please Him. The dogslave was instantly scared about what Master was going to have done to it, but knew that whatever it was, it must accept it gratefully. It was only a piece of property after all – to be used or modified in anyway that would please its Master.

After Master Andy had been rimmed clean and then rinsed its mouth out with His morning piss, He ordered His dogslave to suck Him off. The dogslave immediately began deep-throating its Master's massive dick and sucking like its life depended on it. Master moaned and then grabbed its collar to hold its head steady and began violently face fucking it. The sound of it chocking on His cock made Him harder still. After 25 minutes of cock worship, the young Master groaned loudly and then began to spurt out load after load of hot cum which filled the dogslave's mouth. It swallowed greedily, not letting a drop escape its lips. Cum was now by far the most delicious part of its diet, with the only other things it was allowed to eat being shit and cheap dog food. Once the dogslave had properly cleaned its Master's cock, it was leashed and walked to its Master's truck. It was ordered in and then sat doggy style on the passenger seat.

It was an hour's drive to see Master Andy's friend, Ethan. When they arrived at his shop, the dogslave realised what was going to be happening to it. Ethan owned a tattoo/piercing parlor.

“Come on boy,” Master said, tugging on the leash. The dogslave jumped down onto the road and Master and slave entered the shop. As arranged, it was closed to the public, so they were the only customers. Ethan was waiting for them. He looked to be in his early thirties, wearing a black vest showing off heavily tattooed arms, with a mohawk hair style and several facial piercings including septum, lip, eyebrow, tongue and about 15 ear piercings. A cigarette was held in between his lips.

“Hello Andy,” he said. He put on an accent like he was speaking to a dog: “Hello boy!”

The dogslave trotted over to Ethan and began licking his boots and then began sniffing his crotch and arsehole. “You're a good boy!” he said, stroking its head.

He turned his attention back to Master Andy. “So, what do you want done to it?” he asked.

“Well it needs a few piercings for a start,” Master Andy told him. “The usual – cock head, nipples, septum. I think maybe a tongue piercing would feel good on my cock. I like your eyebrow piercing too, so give it one of those. Then I want it tattooed as well. On its arse, in black capital letters tattoo the words 'FUCK HOLE', one word on each cheek, with each letter 2 inches tall. On its back, running down its spin, again in black capital letters tattoo 'DOG SLAVE', each letter 4 inches high. And on its chest in a hand written style 'Property of Master Andy'. That should do for now.”

“Okay, no problem. If you wanna leave the dog with me it should be ready in a few hours time.”

“Great. Your welcome to use it in any way you want. Just tell it what to do. If it's badly behaved give me a call and I'll deal with it.”

“Nice one. Thanks Andy!”

“No worries mate. See you later then.”

As soon as Master Andy had left Ethan ordered it to lay one its back with its paws up by its neck and its feet wide apart so its cock was nicely exposed. He then went to fetch various needles and rings with which to pierce the slave.

“Okay then doggy. Lets get this pathetic little cock pierced. I don't wanna hear a fucking sound out of you boy. Not even a whimper.” He selected a needle from the table, grabbed the dogslave's cock and without hesitation forced the needle down the piss slit at an angle so that it emerged from the cock head half an inch below. The dogslave clenched its teeth and managed not to make a sound despite the burning pain in its cock. Ethan then attached a ring to the needle, pulled it back, and closed the loop of the ring with a ring ball.

He then repeated this procedure on the slave's nipples and septum. He placed a barbell in its right eyebrow to match his own piercing, and likewise put a barbell through its tongue. The slave's body was in agony after the piercings, but it knew it still had many hours of painful tattooing to endure. It was not worried about the implications of forever after being marked as a dogslave, and the property of its Master. It was instead honoured that its God-like Master wanted to keep it as His dogslave and pet. It wanted nothing more than to be the property of its Master for the rest of its life. It would be proud to have 'Dogslave', and 'Property of Master Andy' permanently written on it, as a constant reminder of what it was and who owned it.

Ethan went to fetch his tattoo machine. He would start with the chest, then the arse, and finish with the back, which would take the longest amount of time. The dogslave was still on its back, so Ethan simply ordered it to stay completely still or else. He then proceeded to begin writing 'Property of Master Andy' in a flowing hand written script across its chest, with the whole phrase taking two lines. The pain was not as bad as the dogslave had thought it would be – certainly much less painful than the cock head piercing it had just received, which was throbbing like crazy. All in all it took two hours for the first tattoo. By this time, Ethan was in need of a piss. He opened his fly, pulled out his semi-erect cock and ordered the dog to drink. It tongue hurt due to the piercing when Ethan stuck his large cock in its mouth, and the torrent of piss caused a burning sensation, but it nonetheless dutifully swallowed every drop.

“Good dog. You're a good fucking dog, aren't you boy?” Ethan said, stroking its head.

“Woof!” The dogslave agreed loudly.

“Does doggy want some lunch?” Ethan asked it.

“Woof! Woof!” The dogslave barked in answer.

“Okay then boy. Where's lunch? Where do you think it is boy?”

The dogslave walked forwards, sniffed his boots, and then worked its way up his left leg before starting to sniff and nudge at his arsehole.

“Uh-uh. That's where dinner is going to come from when I've finished all your tats. Try again boy.”

The dog moved round and began to sniff at his cock and balls. Whilst his cock wasn't particularly long, at around 5 inches, it was extremely thick. The dogslave had only been able to comfortably accommodate it in its mouth when its was only semi-erect. Ethan's balls were also massive, and hung down way below where his cock finished.

“That's right boy. Now get sucking!”

Ethan's erection had grown to a full blow hard-on, and his dick was easily 6.5 inches in circumference. The dogslave struggled to open its mouth wide enough for it to fit in. It resorted to licking vigorously at the cock head in the hope that its new piercing would be stimulating for him. It seemed to work, as Ethan soon began to moan loudly. He grabbed its head and began thrusting his cock into its mouth. He violently face fucked it for several minutes before the dogslave felt his cock begin to pulse and shortly after a huge jet of cum hit the back of its throat. This spurt was followed by several more, all equally voluminous. It had thought that its Master produced lots of cum, but this was something else. The spurts just continued with no sign of letting up. The dogslave was in heaven as he squirted load after load of cum down its throat. At last after well over 30 seconds of cumming Ethan finally stopped and released the grip he had on the back of the dogslave's head.

“Did you enjoy your hefty meal of cum boy?”

“Woof!!” it barked excitedly.

“Good. Now, Sit!”

The dogslave instantly did as commanded. After servicing Ethan it had got an erection which was sticking up in the air. It caused the PA to hurt even more than it did before.

“Stay! I'll be back in a bit boy.”

The dogslave kept completely still as ordered and Ethan returned after 45 minutes. He ordered it onto all fours and promptly began the next tattoo on its arse. Again this took just under 2 hours to complete. Finally he moved onto to the large “Dogslave” tattoo which would run all the way down the animal slave's back. This took much longer to complete, but to its credit the dogslave kept completely still, standing on all fours on a low bench which allowed Ethan to sit and carry out the work.

When he had finished the results were striking. There was no question now that it was a true dogslave, and always would be, customised to Master Andy's specifications.

“Looking good boy.” Ethan said. “Your gonna be the centre of attention down at The Pound. I'll let your Master know you're ready to be collected.” With that he went off to call Master Andy. He came back to the dogslave a couple of minutes later.

“Your Master says He'll be here in a hour. He also said I should feed you if possible. I said sure, no problem. I'd be happy to. Can you remember were I said dinner was coming from boy?”

The dogslave got up and ran over to Ethan, then began to sniff and lick at his arse.

“Clever dog! But we can't do it here. Not in the sterile tattoo parlor. No. Follow me boy.”

The dogslave obediently follow Ethan out of the tattoo parlor, downstairs to a basement. It was clearly used for storage, with boxes of inks, sterile needles, and various other items scattered the smooth concrete floor. Ethan wasted no time in pulling down his trousers. He was wearing a black jock strap, so without bothering to remove it, squatted down and dumped a large pile of fresh shit directly onto the floor. The dogslave's erection returned.

“Sniff it. But don't eat it.” The dogslave went to the pile of shit, and put its nose close to it, inhaled deeply. The scent was intoxicating. Totally erotic.

“Lick it!” The dogslave did. It tasted slightly bitter, but mostly just bland. The real flavour only comes when you bite into it a chew.

“Okay you fucking pig dog. Clean that shit up off my floor!” The dogslave attacked the shit pile as if it were ravenous, taking large bites, chewing quickly, swallowing, biting off more. The shit tasted strong and tangy – a taste that stayed with it for hours. It was slightly more bitter than its Master's shit, but delicious for the dogslave nonetheless. The pile was consumed in seconds and after that it began to clean up the brown stain on the floor.

Ethan then ordered it to rim him clean, before pissing another load down its throat. By the time the fun was over, Ethan heard Andy knocking on the door. The dogslave followed him upstairs and then sat doggy style – an act which was extremely painful thanks to the tattoo on its arse – waiting for its Master to come and inspect it.

“Wow!” Master Andy gasped when He saw His pup. “It looks great! That is just what I wanted.

“Stand!” He ordered, and inspected the FUCK HOLE tattoo on its arse. “That is awesome. Thank you so much Ethan! What do I owe you?

“Its no problem. You don't owe me anything. Maybe you could loan it out to me for a night as payment?”

“Sure thing. Whenever you want.”

“Thanks Andy. You have fun with it now.”

“Oh I will. See you soon.”

Master Andy clipped the leash onto the dogslave's collar and led it out of the building and ordered it into the truck. It was very late when they got back to the house, so after allowing it to piss and shit at the bottom of the field like always, and after taking a load of Master Andy's piss, the dogslave was locked in its cage for the night. It's body was in a great deal of pain from the various tattoos and piercings it had received that day, but it eventually managed to sleep.

The next morning, Master Andy came down wearing nothing but black leather boots. After a thorough boot licking, the dogslave was restrained in a device which kept it in the all-fours position and then given a good, long fucking. The tattoos turned Master Andy on no end, and His cock was possibly harder than it had ever been before. He mercilessly rammed the giant tool into the dogslave's tight arsehole, pulled out until only His cockhead was left inside the animal slave and the forced it back in. Despite the pain the dogslave was suffering due to the fresh tattoo on its arse, it was loving every second. The fucking continued for another half an hour, before Master Andy finally exploded and filled the dogslave with massive cum load. As usual the slave was ordered to lick its Master's cock clean. His cock was still hard, and He was still very horny, so He ordered it to suck Him off. The tongue piercing did indeed feel exquisite as it massaged His cock head and ran up and down His thick shaft. Having just cum it took Master Andy nearly 45 minutes of cock sucking before He filled the dog's mouth with His spunk. The slave savoured every drop before reluctantly swallowing.

Whilst the dogslave was restrained Master Andy took the opportunity to clipper its hair to a number 2 all over buzz cut, and shave its arsehole, cock and balls of what little hair there was growing. Master Andy then released His dog, and walked it to the end of the field, where it was ordered to piss and shit. When they returned to the house, the dogslave was led to the dungeon, and Master Andy then fetched dog food for it, which He emptied into its steel bowl. This time however, Master Andy, still naked, squatted over the largw bowl and took a large dump in it. He then used a stick to mix the two 'ingredients' together.

“I have decided that your dog food will always be mixed with my shit from now on boy, so that you are constantly reminded that you're nothing but a lowly, shit eating dog.”

He snapped His fingers and pointed at the bowl. “Feed!”

The dogslave did as commanded. As it was feeding, Master carefully pissed on the back of its head, so that the piss ran down its face and collected in the bowl. The dog slurped up the shit/piss/dog food mess, whilst all the while its hard-on increased in size. For it, its Master's waste was delicious, and it wanted nothing more than to be His toilet for the rest of its life.