Dog show Part 4
The hot rays of sunlight instantly made its presence known as Brian and Dingus walked outside onto the main pool area. Almost every member was outside with their slaves but the tension and anxiety from the night before eased off. The attire was more relaxed except for the masks that everyone wore.
On the right side of the large main infinity pool Duke sat on a reclined pool chair with his feet up looking more like a throne than a pool accessory. Duke whistled for Brian and waved him over to take the seat next to him. “Good morning lover boy!” Duke greeted with a chuckle.
“Morning looks like everyone is already out and enjoying their time in the sun. It’s a beautiful day out.” Brian replied. “Oh yeah, it’s a gorgeous day out today and it’s a perfect way to start off for the grand show tonight.” Duke lifted his hand waving a butler down.
“Give me a double whiskey sour with a cherry. Anything for you?”
“I’ll have a Gin and tonic with 3 limes.” Brian ordered. Settling into his chair he led Dingus to the end of the reclined chair where a large dog bed just under the canopy’s edge shadowed them from the blazing sun. Taking his moccasins off he played with Dingus petting his stomach while he teased his mouth and nose with his toes. Playfully licking and worshipping his Master’s feet, Dingus was lost in his headspace.
“Damn, you sure know how to pick’em, huh?” Duke stared at Dingus who obediently licked and sucked on his toes like a good boy. “Well to be honest, in the beginning of our training he was really defiant and such a rebellious mutt but with a firm hand he came to see who was in charge.” Brian smirked lightly pinching Dingus’s nose with his toes.
On top of Duke’s chest and stomach laid minni with his small fragile physique that contrasted with Duke’s larger frame. His skin was pale like he had never been outside before with rosy pink lips and a tight pink hole that squeezed his tail plug in place. Massaging minni’s ass with both hands that nearly covered his entire butt Duke reached over and played with his small pink balls that grew tight against his pink chastity device.
“Ahhhaaaa.” Minni moaned as Duke tenderly played with him.
“I had a similar problem with this lil cutie when I first acquired him. He was such a misbehaving little punk; one time he bite me while I was fucking that cute throat of his.” Duke looked down at his pet while he listened to his moans. “Every time he misbehaved; I corrected his actions until one day he tried to escape his cage. Honestly it was my fault, I had underestimated how nimble and clever he was with his hands and feet. Ended up picking the lock with some of the metal parts of the restraints he had on. So as punishment I made sure that he couldn’t do that again.” Duke smiled wickedly playing with his caged dick feeling the leaking precum flow like a broken faucet. “After his surgery I kept him in complete sensory deprivation for two years while I broke him into submission. He has never acted out again since then!” Both Brain and Duke laughed. “It also helps to keep his tiny dicklet locked away cause this lil kitty loves to be milked and edged like the whore he is.” Duke collected the precum dripping from minni and fed him his fingers cleaning them off. “Isn’t that right, minni?” Duke cooed. Brian was getting hard at the soft pink lips that encircled Dukes large thick fingers.
Just then the butler returned with the men’s drinks. Brian took a sip and felt the wind of the summer breeze under the canopy. “You know I wasn’t sure about going through with the surgery for Dingus but seeing minni now with you like this has me VERY interested.” Brain spoke looking over at minni. “Really? Well, I would recommend getting it done sooner than later cause the recovery time is long. It’s better to do it when they’re younger to give them time to heal and learn how to move naturally with their stumps.” Duke massaged minnis head. “Watching you guys’ last night and even now it looks like you did a helluva job with Dingus’s training. He moves so naturally with his restraints I am surprised at how well he keeps up with you.” Duke praised Brian. “It was a challenge in the beginning but after we met, I got in contact with the tailor you recommended and had these restraints custom made to help support the pup’s weight while he’s on all fours. It worked so well that I keep them on almost all the time. I love watching him struggle, working hard to make me happy and rarely getting any pleasure himself.” Brain let out a laugh feeling Dingus breath in between his toes taking in his scent. “Maybe in a few months I’ll take him in for the operation.” Brian spoke to Duke.
Before he could continue the conversation, a large man call out to them and following behind him was a medium size man with thinning hair crawling on all fours. “G’morning gentlemen. I was hoping if I could have a moment of your time?” Asked the man. Duke waved him over instructing a butler to bring an extra chair. “Oh, thank you for the consideration but that will not be necessary.” The stranger spoke snapping his fingers and pointing downwards as his slave quickly moved behind him allowing his Master to sit on him like a chair. “My name is lord Thomas, but you can call me Tom. It’s a real treat meeting our newest member, it’s been a while since our last initiation.” Lord Tom spoke with a slight Nigerian accent; his large lean body was well defined like a professional body builder. His skin was a stunning ebony color with no imperfections. Even with his mask on his shaved head and chiseled jawline ensured that not only was he buff but handsome too. Underneath him his slave was completely naked except for his uniform that was comprised of a Large thick titanium collar, smooth and well crafted, knee pads that blended with his skin and a large pink corkscrew plug that made him look like a pig. “This piggy is named Wilbur, but I like to call him piglet!” Tom said with an amused smirk petting his slaves head. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Lord Tom my name is Lord Brian, and this is my dog, Dingus.” Tom looked down at Dingus enjoying the sight of the dog’s debasement. “My my, I will admit that I am very excited to see how you will perform tonight for the show. Both you and your dog are an amazing sight to behold, I hope that your chemistry on the stage will be just as grand.” Brian blushed at the complements. “Oh, I am sure that you’ll all be in awe with the routine that we have planned out for tonight!” Brain exclaimed. “Outstanding! I look forward to it, now if you’ll both excuse me I have a brunch to attend soon.” Duke and Brian said their good-byes as Tom snapped his fingers and behind him waddled Wilbur following his Master’s trial.
“Oh boy, that guy is a piece of work but in terms of training he knows how to whip them into shape!” Duke spoke. “He and I competed when I was first initiated, let me tell you he is one hell of a trainer and very well connected.” “I was surprised at how little his slave was wearing but impressed at how obediently he is.” Said Brian. “From what I know he spent many years with his slave turning him into the perfect object and portable toilet. Between us, he has one nasty mean streak even compared to me.” Duke spoke with a nervous chuckle. “I know that I am one sick son of a bitch but compared to him he makes me look like a saint.” Brian smiled and shook his head in disbelief.
“Damn, I am surrounded by all these perverts!” Brian thought to himself. “You know at first, I was scared coming here. Wasn’t sure if this was the right choice but seeing everyone here now enjoying their lives out here in the open. It feels…right.” Smiling, Brian took another sip of his drink. Dingus was fast asleep under his foot. “I think I’ll let him rest up some more cause tonight he is going to go through hell during the show, so it is best he saves up his energy.” Looking out into the crowd of complete strangers he felt at home with them. Masters of all kinds with their slaves was a sight to behold the extreme kinks and fetishes of their respective owners was juxtaposition in this country club setting.
As the day went on so did the festivities, Brian mingled and met more of the members with Dingus soaking in all the intel and gear that the other slaves wore. Planning for future training and outfits that he would dress Dingus in, lowering his status until his heart’s content.
Towards the evening, one of the council members approached Brian and Dingus. “Evening Lord Brian, may we have a word with you?”.
“Of course.” Brian spoke, getting up and following the gentlemen to a privet room.
“The list for your competitors have been announced. Our apologies for the lateness but there were some last-minute changes due to an absence. Tonight, you will be challenged by Lord Duke and Lord Gunter.” Brian almost choked on his saliva in nervousness and shock. “Oh wow, now I am more than a bit nervous going up against more experience members.”
“Oh, you have nothing to worry about, tonight I want you to focus on putting on a good show for us and don’t get in your own head about the others. You’re actually quite lucky as these events typically have 5 members competing and it can be a daunting task to one up another.” Ali laughed off Brian’s concerns and eased his mind. “We should be starting in about an hour, one of our butlers will show you to your stage room and you will have the remaining time to review the stage, prepare for your routine and anything else you will require. About 15 mins before the event, you will be escorted backstage and wait for your turn. First, Duke will go on since he is the most experienced, you will go next, and Gunter will be last.”
“Also.” Ali reached into his coat jacket pulling out a head harness and handing it over to Brian. “This is a custom harness that you can attach to your mask so that it does not fall off while you are on stage. You do not have to where it but keep in mind the rules, don’t want to break any before you become one of us.” Ali winked.
“Understood.” Brian acknowledged.
“Wonderful! I cannot begin to state just how excited we are to see you and Dingus up on-stage tonight. Have no doubts that you will be great!” Ali exclaimed. Waving his hand over a butler approached to lead Lord Brian to his room.
The backstage room was quite spacious with lighting and everything one would need to prepare before a show. With his black leather bag in hand all his training tools were ready. Changing out of his country club look he adorned a new black tux. It was freshly pressed with the collar and edges lined with matted leather. The bowtie was also black leather, all of his accessories and buttons were gold matching Dingus suit. Next, he clipped on his shirt garter and sock garter, sliding on his sheer dress socks securing them to his socks. The final pieces were his pants shoes and jacket. Double-checking his belt, he slipped into his patent leather black opera slippers finishing his look. As he gave himself a look over in the mirror he spoke to Dingus. “Ok, the moment we have been training for has finally arrived. Tonight, I want you to focus on our training. NO MISTAKES TONIGHT or your punishment will be severe, understood Dingus?” Brian spoke with a firm tone. Dingus let out a low bark acknowledging his Master’s order. Clipping his leash on he led Dingus out, there was a hallway that led to the main stage where they would perform. With bright center lights the stage was lit allowing the audience to see every piece of action that the show provided. It almost resembled a circus ring with a circular stage. Only this stage was padded with a strange bouncy material that made walking, running and standing more comfortable. A loud voice came from behind Brian breaking his concentration.
“Hey! Looks like you beat us here.” Duke’s loud voice was amplified by the theater. “Remarkable little spot they have here isn’t it. Not much has changed since I was initiated.” Duke said with excitement.
“Yeah, I wanted to get here quickly to get a better layout of the stage and how our routine will fit within it.” Brian said with a nervous chuckle.
“Don’t be nervous, trust me you’re already well liked by a lot of the seniors and the councilmen so don’t over think it. Just go out there and do your best. I’ll be honest I want the best for you, but I am not planning on losing.” Duke said confidently. “Ha! Like I’d want you to pity me and go easy. You better do your best. If I am going to win, it’ll be while you’re at your best!” “That is the spirit! Keep up that energy and I’ll see you after the show for the after party.” Duke hugged Brian firmly, wishing him luck. Turning around Brian continued his survey of the stage mentally planning for the event. “Oh boy, are we going to give them one helluva show, huh, Dingus.” Brian smiled with confidence petting his dog.
5 minutes before the start of the show Brian could hear the announcer introducing him and the other competitors for their big show. Dingus whined nervously, squatting down Brian pet and rubbed his pup easing his stress. “Don’t go getting stage fright now, pup. We planned this for months, trust me, we are ready.” Dingus cling to his every word as his worries slowly melted away. “Atta boy.” Brian encouraged. The announcer spoke loudly, “NOW, introducing our first competitor, Lord Duke and his slave, minni!” The crowd stood in applause as Duke made his way out to the stage waving at the crowd with minni trotting at his side.
“Alright pup, lets go and see what our competition has in store for us.” Brian pulled his leash and started to head out to the stage. Dingus felt the butterflies in his stomach again as he dutifully followed his Master to the stage entrance. “Oh man, please don’t let me fail.” Dingus thought to himself worried at how he would be punished If he fails or embarrasses his Master.
Authors Note: Thank you to everyone who has reached out with their encouraging words and support for these stories. As we approach the end of this series, I have other stories coming up so I hope you guys enjoy them! Always welcome you to connect, offer advice or comments. I will also attach my Instagram account on this page as many of you have asked for my artwork. You can reach me at submissive_and_breedable_bruce, feel free to connect make requests or inquiry for more info.
- Humbly, Bruce.
