MY INSTRUCTIONS WERE VERY EXPLICIT - PART 4

I was still clad as a rubber doggie and having had my first training session, was now locked in the large cage with the alpha slave dog. He was already exerted his dominance having mounted me and was now fucking my arse after Master Simon had removed my tail. It wasn't long before I was satisfied that this cock had fucked me in the SM club where I had been collected from, and as I had fallen for the guy earlier in the day, I was relaxed and thoroughly enjoying his attentions. Master Simon must have given alpha dog the remote control for my electro box attached to the tight rubber sheath containing my cock and balls, as they were now being very pleasantly stimulated.

He had forced me into the corner of the cage, had unzipped me to expose my pierced tits and was expertly manipulating them bringing me to an absolute frenzy of sexual desire. My doggie restraints continued to leave me totally exposed to what ever the alpha dog wanted to do with me, and how glad I was that they did. He had amazing stamina, as well as a fantastic touch but as he shot his load in my asshole I was yet again frustrated by my bondage and left to dream of relief another time. He rolled me over until I was laying on my side with him cuddled around me. I so wanted to cuddle him properly and was really regretting not being unable too. His continued caressing almost made up for my frustration, especially as he had left his semi hard cock inside me. He whispered in my ear, 'thanks you sexy thing', 'woof' I replied.

We lay there quietly for a while just enjoying the contact between our rubber clad bodies, and in time I felt his cock starting to harden again still in my asshole. He very gently and slowly started to fuck me again which was just so soothing. 'you need to we rest now' but he didn't pulled out, just kept slowly pumped his cock back and forth. 'Ok, what ever you say' I said, wondering how I was going to settle with his cock sliding up and down in my arse, but I eventually must have dosed off as I hadn't had much sleep since arriving in this dungeon.

Some while later I was awoken by alpha moving then his cock slid out of my asshole and his welcome embrace was no longer. I struggled onto all fours in time to see the cage open and alpha crawling out. Master Simon was there and beckoned me to him, and I made my way over to him. 'Don't keep me waiting' he said as he grabbed my lead and yanked me out of the cage and across the dungeon floor. I was taken over to a leather wrapped wooden stool, helped onto it and strapped down. Straps were applied to my arms, legs and over my back, then he attached something to the top of my head and yanked it uncomfortably backwards. 'You clearly need to learn that when master wants you to do something you do it immediately'. I reflected for a moment then felt a sting across my buttock as he struck me with a paddle. 'Don't I get a response then boy?' he said followed by another smack of the paddle. 'woof' I yelped, but he kept striking me so all I could think to do was to keep barking, loader and loader after each strike. After 5 strikes on each cheek he stopped with the comment 'that's better boy'.

My ass was burning after such a hard beating for what was nothing really, and although it always made me horny being whipped while in bondage, I was going to have to totally concentrate on pleasing him unless I wanted more treatment like this. Moments later I sensed the relaxing smell of poppers and a finger working some lube into my asshole. Next the tail was being expertly worked back in but I soon realized that this was bigger than the one I had worn earlier, but relaxed to try to accept the monster. I was given another shot of poppers which made all the difference as the neck of the plug arrived and my hole closed to capture this solid intruder. I had a sensation of this huge plug overfilling me and my internal muscles and organs being forced aside to allow it to stay.

'It's a bit too big master' I complained only to receive another three strikes on each cheek from the paddle. 'I have told you boy, Dogs cant talk and you obviously haven't learned that yet'. 'woof, woof' I barked loudly trying to indicate the discomfort only to hear the reply 'Your limits will be expanded to suit my needs, and all I will promise is that it will be slow and painful experience'. This gave me a sense of fear and feeling of total vulnerability came over me as I pulled against my restraints. I received another three strikes to each cheek then was given a long heavy dose of poppers that took away the discomfort in my asshole and replaced it with feeling of being full. Although I knew this feeling would decline and my asshole would soon ache from this recent introduction to my body, I was now drifting in my own world of rubberized bondage. As I came down from this high, he continued 'you have given yourself to me now, and I will do to you what ever amuses me. You relinquished your rights when you signed your contract a week ago and when you came along to the club you sealed your fate. do you recall such an agreement?' I responded quietly 'woof' remembering almost word for word the condition referred too.

Some weeks before we met, Master had sent me a contract to sign. It had clauses about do's and don'ts for both parties as well as the usual contractual stuff but there were two important things he was now referring too. First, although I had signed the contract, it would not be binding unless I turned up at the club. The second was that I had edited the contract to remove my options to stop or break off when I was uncomfortable with how things were going, but worse had added the clause that allowed the master to do exactly what he was doing now. He had asked in several emails if I wanted to change my mind and had offered me several options giving different levels and methods of agreement or refusal in my treatment and use. I had continually decline such offers and wanted to give myself totally in his control and to his mercy.

'Now lets deal with this complaining boy' as the mouth of my doggie hood was unzipped and I was told to stick my tong out. I swiftly complied and noticed a string being tied through the piercing and my tong being pulled out even further. 'Open wide boy' was my instruction as something was slid over my tong and into my mouth. This gag not only filled my mouth but restrained my tong within it. 'Now close your mouth' were my instructions as my jaw was strapped almost shut around a tube running through the gag. The string attached to my tong piercing was tied to my septum piercing meaning a painful experience if I tried pulling my tong back. 'Now lets hear you bark now boy' he said. I had several attempts but with my tong no use anymore to form sound I tried to make a sound some other way. The beating started again and I tried harder and harder to bark, until after about a dozen strikes I achieved my goal which made the beating stop again.

For the first time in my SM life I realized I had actually been trained rather than just tied up and made to endure a masters wishes. I was learning a new skill, barking while gagged. That was not the only in one thing, I realized I was doing this to please him and not for my own fun. The uncomfortably large tail/plug was no longer a problem, and I mentally slipped into a feeling of obedience and humility towards this guy. Best of all though was that Master Simon was pleased with me which he demonstrated by stroking my rubber clad form. It felt so amazing I continued to bark and as I gradually got better and better until I started feeling horny again. Master Simon now turned his attention to my arse again and the plug/tail was connected along with the electrodes on my cock and balls to the small remote electro box again placed under my rubber skin on my back. Some new restraints were attached to my ankles and around my thighs, then one at a time my ankles were lifted up and connected to my thighs so I would be forced to walk only on my knee pads. Back to my head and some dark lenses were now attached over the eye openings all but taking away most of the limited vision I had through my inner hood pepper pot eyes.

'Nearly done' he said as the straps holding me down to the stool were released, a tug on the lead and I slid off and realized how much more difficult it was to walk with these new restraints. Now it was 'walkies' training time and I soon appreciated how poorly adapted the human form had become to moving on all fours. I walked beside master (or at least tried too), getting a sharp shock in my ass, cock and balls when I started falling behind the pace. Randomly, master would stop, order 'heel' and yank my collar back stopping me. I soon learned that I must sit in an attentive pose against his left leg looking up at him. He used a baton to correct my posture almost continually, but over an hour or so, I learned to 'walk' and 'heel' on his command. I was now panting vigorously through the gag with all the effort, clearly something the master liked to hear and it felt so great to please him and have a 'well done boy' and a pat on the head. I was trying harder at this than anything else I could remember, and all just to please my master. I was a strangely horny feeling!

Although the dungeon was fairly cool, my effort was causing me to sweat inside my rubber cocoon, but as that made the suit slip over my skin sensually making me feel even hornier so tried even harder. The next bit of my training was to be 'stay' and 'come'. This, I thought, would be easy compared with 'walk' and 'heel', but the effort was in keeping my posture right when 'staying' and 'coming' quickly enough for Masters liking was just as challenging. Eventually I attained a satisfactory standard and was rewarded with my master kneeling down to my level and beckoning me over to him. 'woof, woof, woof' was my reaction and I playfully jumped towards him to be greeted with a big hug and lots of fuss. 'good boy, now lets feed you, as we have another treat for you later' he said. I hoped that in my new role as masters faithful doggie, I was to be paraded in front of the others to show the skills I had learned.

I was taken over to the dog bowls, my ankles were released and allowed to drop down to the floor, then my forelegs (as I didn't consider them arms anymore) and hind legs were fixed to the rings in the floor as before, presumably as my master thought I might knock the bowls over by mistake. I was expecting my doggie hood and gag to be removed to I could eat and drink as before, but master said 'I am fairly pleased with your progress, but you will keep the gag in for now because you need to practice eating and drinking with it'. With that my head was pushed down so the end of my gag tube was in the bowl and I heard 'now drink up the milk shake boy'. I had to suck hard to get the thick milky mush into the back of my mouth then swallowed. It had no real taste and was of a unspecified texture, so I carried on. 'good boy, this shake will give you enough energy to keep you going at our little dog show tonight'.

I couldn't see alpha, but presumed that either he had eaten or was out of my vision, still impaired by the dark lenses. I finished the bowl of mush in a few minutes and moved over to the water bowl to wash it down. I hadn't realized how thirsty I was, and soon that bowl was empty too. I was starting to get used to using the gag straw and pressed it around both bowls to make sure I had eaten or drunk everything on offer, and soon realized I had. I looked around and couldn't see anyone so barked. Just one 'woof', and listened. I heard nothing so this time barked more than once, 'woof, woof, woof, wo..' as my electro discipline was used, but to such an extent that I almost double up with the agony in my asshole, cock and balls. Without the floor restraints I would have fallen over, but as the intensity subsided I regained my self control, and realized I should keep quiet.

No once came, and I wondered what I should do. I tried to look around the dungeon but the lighting had been dimmed with my vision was so impaired by the hood arrangement that I couldn't see much. I pulled on my restraints but realized that I was going nowhere and soon decided that I should just get as comfortable as I could and wait. That position was the sit pose, and although not that relaxing was better than being on all fours, so though I could well spend my time practicing my 'sit', 'heel' and 'stay' posture. The size of the plug in my asshole started to become the only thing on my mind again, and I wiggled to see if I could expel the monster. No chance was my conclusion, so I tried to relax and think of something else.

Eventually, and after ages failing to ignore the plug in my asshole, master came for me. He unclipped my paws and with the command 'walk', lead me through a door, along a corridor which lead into a fairly well lit garage in which I saw a black van. The back doors were open and I was lead around to the back and encouraged to get in. There was a cage fixed to the side behind the drivers seat, I was turned around, pushed in backwards then the door shut and was padlocked. 'we have a long drive boy, so get comfortable and have a sleep' he said. The cage was quite small, but it had some blankets on the floor so I snuggled into them and tried to get comfortable. I looked around but could not see alpha, then heard the doors open and close, the engine start and we were off.

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