Dog Show
Part 5
The theater was loud with applause as Duke and minni made their round. After a few moments the audience subsided as Duke got into position with minni at his side. “Alright minni, just like we practiced.” Duke ordered. Holding the leash with his left hand and a long wooden cane in the other he gently tapped on minnis plump butt signaling him to begin his routine. For this event minni was adorned with a thick white latex uniform that covered his stumps and face. On each appendage were padded restraints with springs at the end with a reinforced support to allow him to move gracefully and comfortably while on all fours. Connected onto the limb restraints was a whole-body harness that lock his tail and chastity cage close to his body. The hood he wore also acted as a muzzle that suppressed his mouth onto a mouthguard gag with only a small hole allowing him to breath through. Minni did a quick stretch showing off how nimble he was with his suit on. Duke smiled at his kitty as he leaned down to unclip his leash and whispered. “NO Mistakes.”
*WACK*
With a piercing crack as Duke caned his slave on his ass minni was off in a light sprint circling the stage. The crowd watched as minni made his away to the ramp climbing to the top and sat. Duked praised him and wacked his ass again leaving a red welt. Reaching into his coat pocket he retrieved a pink ball of yarn, proceeding to toss it across the stage and whistled at minni to fetch it. As he left to retrieve the ball Duke turned on the tail plug that began to gently massage his prostate. Minni wasn’t expecting the sensation of pleasure as he jerked a bit on his way to the ball. With the stage lights a thin glistening rope of precum began to drip was clearly visible. The crowd chuckled a bit as they saw how distracted he became by the plug. Minni bowed towards the ball as a magnetic clasp attached to his muzzle allowing him to pick up the ball of yarn and trotted back towards his Master. His moans were louder now as the plug rubbed side to side swaying as he walked. Approaching his Master, minni stood on his hind legs at his feet presenting his ball. A thick rope of precum dripped out of the tip of his chastity cage. Standing on his hind legs forced the plug to push deeper into his prostate, the caged jumped and twitched as his tiny dick attempted to get hard. Minni’s soft pink supple skin turned a light red as his arousal heightened and his humiliation of being exposed in front of the large crowd. Duke smiled detaching the yarn ball from his muzzle. Giving a few taps to his thighs signaling minni to all fours again ready for the next command. Facing the audience, Duke attached a feathered toy to his cane and begun to tease minni with it, eliciting him to chase the toy like a kitten going for prey. The crowd awed as they witnessed minnis caged dicklet bouncing around as he tried to catch the feathered toy. Every minute passed was torture for minni as his humiliated state had him flustered and frustrated. Finally catching the toy, the audience clapped at his success. Sweat glistened from his body and his labored breathing was visible. Every breath he took was a challenge from the small holes in both his gag and hood. Pacing himself, he reluctantly trotted back in front of his Master to await his next command. Duke removed the muzzle and minni took a deep breath returning his breathing to normal. Unzipping his pants Duke took his cock out. His member was about 6.5 inches, girthy with a large set of balls that stayed in his pants due to his cock almost filling his zipper hole.
“Alright slut, lets show our audience how amazing that throat of yours is.” Picking up his slave he flipped him into a 69 position without a struggle sticking his fat cock into minnis throat. Hugging his body and thrusting his hips he began to fuck his throat. Each thrust gave an audible gag from the slave and slurping sounds as he struggled to breathe in between thrusts. You could hear the crowd moan softly as they enjoyed the sounds of minnis debasement. After a few minutes, Duke took minnis tiny, caged cock and balls into his mouth, sucking lightly and tonguing his caged clit producing even more precum from the slave. Taking a deep breath Duke inhaled his slaves musk from the sweat in between his taint triggering a frenzy as his cock became stiffer he violently throat fucked his slave like a sex toy. A few moments had passed, and Duke unloaded his thick creamy cum into his slaves throat. Pushing his head down the slave swallowed his load and Duke let out a deep sigh of relief. Slowly Duke pulled his cock out allowing minni to catch his breath and suck out the remaining cum his Master bestowed upon him. Saliva covered minnis face as Duke set him down facing the crowd. Wiping the sweat from his brow Duke regained his composure stuffing his fat cock back into his pants and faced the audience giving a bow. Everyone began clapping and Duke soaked in the approval of the masses.
*GASP!!*
The onlookers pointed at the stage as minni crawled from the stage making a mad dash to the exit. Behind his Master’s back minni took to a desperate attempt of escape. Duke looked behind as minni was almost at the exit.
“GOTCHA!!!”
Two butlers with dog catcher poles snagged minnis neck and forcefully pinned him down to the ground. Letting out a grunt and gasps of air as they tightened the metal wire loops around his neck. Holding him down, Duke approached the men with a leash, muzzle and cane.
“Pwweaasse, HEL-.” Minni’s words were cut off as Duke shoved the gag back into his mouth locking it tightly around his head.
“Oh, that is enough out of you. VERY BAD BOY MINNI!” Duke bellowed. He attached the leash onto his collar and stepped on the slaves back pinning him down.
“Thank you, gentlemen, for the assistance but I will take it from here.” Duke ordered the men.
The two butlers removed the metal loops and went back to their positions. With his foot still in place Duke pulled on the leash choking his slave as he caned minnis ass violently.
“YOU STUPID BITCH!”
*WACK!*
“YOU ARE GOING TO REGRET THAT PATHETIC LITTLE ATTEMPT.” Duke yelled as he caned his ass. Each stroke left red welts. Minni screamed into his gag, unable to do anything as Duke pinned him down laying into each stroke with force. Satisfied with his punishment, Duke collected himself then his slave placing him under his arm carrying him like nothing. Minni’s bright red ass was glowing from the punished dished out to him.
The audience was in an uproar, murmuring to each other about the events that had just taken place.
“Gentlemen, may I have your attention.” The announcer broke through the talking settling down the crowd.
“Our apologies for the event that just took place. However, all has been corrected and the slave is now under the proper care of his Master.” The crowd applauded the quick remedy of the situation.
“Ha ha, thank you again all. I wouldn’t want to be in Lord Duke’s slave position after that!” Jested the announcer. The audience laughed at the joke. As the show continued, four men came out to clean the floors and wiped down the equipment.
In the shadows of the backstage, Brian stood watching the commotion doing his very best to hold in a laugh knowing that minni’s little stunt was going to cost him the competition. The smell of bleach and cleaner was in the air as the men walked off the stage ready for Brian’s turn.
“Alright, are you ready?” the announcer asked. Brian nodded his head in agreement.
“Now, for our main contender tonight, he is the new initiate of our little group.” he said with a sly smirk.
“Please, give a warm welcome to Lord Brian and his slave, Dingus!” Yelling out with an enthusiastic tone.
Walking out to the stage with Dingus at his side Brian confidently circled the stage as Duke had before him showing off Dingus and his beautifully crafted gear. As his tail wagged, and his caged cock bounced in between his legs at a distance he looked like a well-trained German Shepard with a sleek toned body covered in black leather with gold rings that glimmered in the stage lights. Everyone stood up clapping and cheering for the new recruit. Both Brian and Dingus’s anxiety melted away as the cheering bolstered their egos. Dingus felt a sense of pride as his Master’s dog. As they came full circle Brian paused at the front of the stage facing the crowd and Dingus trotted in front of his Master and stood at attention waiting for his first command. With his left hand held this leash and, in his right, a black leather riding crop. Looking into his pup’s eyes Brian could see that Dingus was 100% focused on him. The room was empty in their minds and this routine was just like they did at home. Bending down he released Dingus’s leash. Pulling out a stuffed squirrel with a hard rubber ball at the end, Brian tossed the toy to the far side of the stage.
“Fetch!”
Never breaking eye contact with the toy, Dingus dashed towards the squirrel as soon as he heard the command. As with minni, Dingus was graceful with his strides as he and his suit had become one. Even with his arms and legs constricted his actions were never once stunted by the restraints. The audience was in awe at how well he moved. Brian could overhear the whispered wows and oh my. As the ball hit the floor is didn’t bounce like a regular ball but instead it begun to vibrate and shake bringing the toy squirrel to life. Pouncing at the toy and pawing at the little critter, Dingus struggled to catch it for a few moments but finally nabbed it. With his short muzzle he bowed down grabbing the toy and made his way back to his Master with his prize. Applauding his work Brian spoke.
“Good boy.”
Dingus blushed hard as a wave of pleasure hit him. Sticking his tongue out like a real dog, Dingus awaited his Master’s next command. Dropping the toy at his feet Brain picked it up and tossed it to the side.
“Ok boy, roll over.”
Sticking his hand out he flipped it over palm facing up. Quickly Dingus flipped over on his back showing his toned stomach. Bending down he rubbed his pup’s tummy watching as he smiled relaxed and ready for the trick. Brian licked his index and thumb fingers rubbing Dingus’s nipples getting them to perk up. Dingus started to moan the more his Master played with them, pinching and pulling on them. Once he had them up where he wanted, from his pocket he pulled out two alligator clips with large magnets at the end. Dingus winced from the pain as they were attached. From his pocket he pulled out a heavy magnet that he attached to his chastity cages base pulling his balls downwards with a chain dangling from the end. After he attached them, Brian rubbed his tummy again praising his pup for handling the pain.
“What a good boy, Dingus. Keep up the good work.”
Dingus breathed through the pain. Standing back up Brian commanded.
“Up boy!”
Rolling back to his paws, Dingus positioned himself in front of his Master. The crowd watched in anticipation. In another bag Brian grabbed a handful of small black magnets and scattered them across the stage until the bag was emptied.
“Collect!” Yelled Brain.
With 45 magnets in total Dingus had his work cut out for him. In his months of preparations, he learned that as this challenged went on the hardest part was towards the end once the magnets started to weigh down on his tits and balls becoming incredibly unbearable. Scanning the layout of the scattered pieces Dingus started collecting the black pieces one by one careful to evenly balance the amount to each nipple and his balls. Most of the members in the audience became visibly aroused at the sight of Dingus’s balls swinging with the heavy magnets pulling them down. His grunts of pain had some of them moaning loudly with bulges building in their tailored tuxedo pants. Brain grinned at both the sight of Dingus as well as the moaning of the audience.
“My oh my, what a gorgeous pet to suffer for his Master so willingly.” whispered one of the members.
“Damn, that is one lucky son of a bitch to have a dog like that.” whispered another member with a thick Texas accent.
Dingus was beginning to sweat as he was three quarters of the way done. Each step forward caused his balls and tits to sway pulling the magnets together and pinching, bringing him to tears. Even the audience could hear the snapping of the magnets as they collected to the large mass hanging from his tender nipples. As the last magnet snapped into place Dingus crawled over to his Master with tears in his eyes and grunting as his balls dragged the heavy magnets with him. Brian tapped onto a ramp nearby instructing him to approach and climb the ramp. Dingus begrudgingly waddled up onto the ramp stopping that the raised platform breathing heavily and sweating.
“Good boy, Dingus.” Brian cooed at his dog rubbing his head and chin.
The crowd stood up with their bulging pants and applauded the slaves struggle to complete his task. Still sniffling Dingus’s pride was left intact knowing that he made his Master Proud. Turning Dingus around, Brian prepared for the final event. After the audience settled down, Brian removed the magnets and the attachment on his cage but left the nipple clamps on with the magnets. Removing his tail plug gently, he unzipped his pants pulling out his large cock that was already getting hard. Lubing up his cock he poured a generous amount of lube into his pup’s hole and worked his cock into it.
“AAAHHHAAAaaaa.” Dingus let out a gasp as Brian mounted his pup. Slowly he thrusted his hips and with his right hand clipped his leash back on and wrapped his hand around the handle pulling it tight. Dingus’s eyes rolled back as he gasped for air. The mixture of both pain, pleasure and asphyxiation started to overwhelm the poor pup. Every thrust of his Master’s cock sent shiver of pleasure rubbing his prostate over and over leaking all over the platform. Everyone was silent as they watched with great interest in both Brian and his slave. Both moaned loudly as they generated more thrust. Wrapping his hand on the leash again he pulled tighter on the leash now violently breeding Dingus. When suddenly one of the clamps snapped off.
“AAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH” Howl Dingus with pain in his voice.
Then the second clamp flew off.
“AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Dingus started to cry uncontrollably as the waves of pain radiated from his sore and swollen nipples.
Hearing his dog in pain made his cock stiffer as he thrusted into his hole. With a sturdy pull he tighten his grip on the leash choking his pup forcing him to tighten his hole around his cock. Brain was in heaven listening to his pup cry and choke like the worthless cock sucking slut that he is. Every moment of David’s life was now in his hands and Brian wanted more. His domination and control had reached a new height that he wanted to extend even further. Knowing that this once cocky stupid mutt tried to derail his advancement at work was now just a pet that he broke made him release ropes of cum deep inside of Dingus.
“OOOOOHHHHH FFFUUUCCCK!!!!” Brian screamed as he released his orgasms flooding his mind with pure bliss.
Unable to control himself Dingus had an anal orgasm as his caged cock pumped out months of pent up cum thick and creamy all over the floor and on himself as it bounced around. Every member stood up and began to applaud loudly giving praises to both Master and slave.
“Bloody brilliant, gents!”
“Holy hell that was one hot FUCK!” Yelled another.
Brian was in heaven as the cheering didn’t even reach him. Still inside of Dingus he looked down at his pup all sweaty and tried, he loosened his grip on the leash and begun to pull out as cum leaked from his hole. With a gentle nudge he plugged his hole back up with his tail and tucked his cock back into his pants. Facing Dingus, he stared deep into his eyes and saw that he was completely gone, broken into nothing more than a pet for him to use as he saw fit.
“Good boy, Dingus.” He planted a kiss on his forehead and began to rub his back praising his dog for the job well done.
With the crowd cheering and the overwhelming sensations he just went through, Dingus was in a daze. His nipple were on fire and his asshole was throbbing. His caged cock twitched involuntarily dripping cum as he was still experiencing his anal orgasms.
With the leash in hand Brian led Dingus to the backrooms and bowed to the crowd, ending his turn for the show.
“WOW, oh man was that not an incredible sight to behold, Gentlemen!!!” The announcer came back to the stage.
“If I am being honest that is one luck pup and Lord Brian is one HELL of a trainer!”
As the announcer continued the crowd settled down and the stage was prepared for the final contender. Back in their room, Brian poured water into Dingus bowl and poured himself a glass as well. Dingus lapped his water vigorously before collapsing onto his bed next to his Master laying his head on his feet. Completely exhausted, he closed his eyes and begun to cool down.
*Knock knock*
“Come in.” Brian muttered. Still tired from the ordeal.
Entered in Duke. “HOLY SHIT MAN THAT WAS INCREDIBLE!!!” Even with his loud voice Dingus was fast asleep.
“Oh man, you did a great job even better than I had imagined. Congratulations, I knew you could do it.” Duke shook his hand and had a genuine smile on his face.
“Thank you, Duke. I mean it. Sorry about your routine I saw what happened.”
“Oh that? Don’t stress about it, seems that we will need to do some more training with minni before doing another public event like this.” Duke cut off Brian. “This is your day and moment, and man was it a helluva moment. Once Gunter is done, they will reveal the scores and award the winner. After that we can proceed with the final ceremony.”
“I can’t believe that I did it. Ha! I am so relieved and exhilarated. That was an amazing moment.” Said Brian.
“Well, it’s not over yet. Gunter is about to go on, come on let’s check it out.” Asked Duke.
“Ok, give me a moment to gather myself and I’ll be right there.” Replied Brian.
As Duke left, Brian slowly lifted Dingus’ head and placed it on the bed attaching his leash to the wall and made his way to the stage.
By the time Brian arrived Gunter had already begun his routine. Compared to both Duke and Brian his routine was lacking in all categories. Rex wore his white leather gear as the night before, but his hair was now cut short and styled like a businessman with a fade on the sides and a well-trimmed top. Despite not having any arm or leg bindings his movements were jagged and hesitant. He was not as nimble as minni or Dingus, but his large beefy stature made up for it as his pecs and ass jiggled forcing one’s eyes onto that area.
As they wrapped up their routine the crowd applauded, and the announcer began to wrap up the show. The final cleaning was done and the props on stage were put away. After clearing the three councilmen approached center stage with a card in hand. Xio took the microphone.
“Greetings everyone and thank you for coming out this weekend for this special occasion. Your presence here is not just for show but represents the commitment that we made to ourselves and this community. Before we commence the final ceremony, we will reveal the final scores. In First place with a score of 9.0/10 is Lord Brian!” The crowd clapped loudly and cheered. Brian approached the councilmen and accepted his gold medal.
“In second place with 6.5/10 is Lord Duke!” The crowd applauded as Duke collected his silver medal and stood next to Brian.
“And in third place is Lord Gunter with 5.0/10!” Gunter collected his bronze medal with grace and stood with the others. As the audience settled down, Xio gave the final remarks and instructed everyone to head to the ceremony room. Brain looked down at his medal and smiled feeling proud of his accomplishments.
“Lord Brian. Please gather your slave and head with me.” One of the butlers addressed him.
Heading to the ceremony room, Brain witnessed a large room that was ornate and covered with gold plating, dark red paint and black marble. At the alter was a book on a podium and the three councilmen surrounding the podium. The Butler took Dingus and attached his leash to a platform that rose up waist high looking onwards to the ceremony. Next to him was Rex to his right and minni on the left. Rex looked at Dingus with his chest puffed up sitting at attention, his harness wrapped around his chest pushing his tits up just begging to be played with. Minni stood with his standard padded restraints except now his head was almost completely wrapped in a thick pink latex hood with only a mouth opening. His tongue was pierced and a hook connected a chain to his nipples, forcing it out. An ass hook was connected to his hood forcing his head up. Dingus could hear minni breathing through his mouth moaning and groaning from the pain. His ass was still red and some of welts had begun to turn bluish black as they bruised.
Walking up the alter he stood in front of the 3 men and kneeled.
“Lord Brian, your training of slave Dingus has shown us just how serious you are. We are without a doubt that you are prepared to join our ranks here in the Secret Society of the Stamens.”
“It is our honor to welcome you, Brother Brian!”
“HAIL BROTHER BRIAN!” Every member yelled with a deep voice.
“We present you with this ring that marks you as one of us.” Xio presented him with a polished red oak box containing a gold ring and a ruby with the symbol of the Stamens on the sides.
“Welcome home Brother.”
The crowd cheered as Brian signed his name into the record book as an official member of the group. As they congratulated Brian, Ali led him to back of the alter room.
“Now that you are one of us, we have a few details to cover.”
“Don’t worry about your pet, our members have been dying to see him up close.” Spoke Ali.
As the men disappeared to the back the crowd begun to approach the slaves that stood on the platforms. Everyone begun to rub, fondle, molest, lick and suck on the slaves that were left helpless. Dingus watched and felt as different men rubbed his ass and massaged his balls rubbing on his caged cock. He let out soft moans as the gentlemen was careful not to make him cum. A reef of leaves and flowers was placed over his neck as the victor of the competition. At the end of each show the members have a chance to play and see the winner along with the others. However, strict rules are in place that they cannot make the slave cum or penetrate them unless given permission by its owner.
As the slaves were fondled, in the backroom the 3 members went over the additional details for Brian’s welcome into the society.
“Here is a book of all our rules and regulations as well as contacts for members that can assist you with gear, training and body modifications that you wish to inflict to your slave. There is also a number for a doctor that we have on call for matters dealing with sick slaves. I would recommend saving that in a safe place. You will have 1 month to memorize the rules and regulations before returning the book back here. There will be no penalty or test for the rules, it is just safer for everyone that it remain in one place. You will have the chance to reread it later should you so choose to.” Spoke Grant.
“Understood, thank you so much for your help and accepting me to your family.” Said Brian.
“Of course, we are honored to have you.” Replied Xio.
“Oh, there is one more thing…” Ali opened a door and turned on the lights.
“My god.” Brian whispered under his breath.
Inside the room were about 6 urinals that were not your normal average everyday toilets. These urinals had different men who had been installed inside of them forcing them to drink the other members piss, cum and anything else they wish to pour down their gullets.
“May I ask who they are and what there doing here?” Brian asked cautiously.
“HA! Don’t be so scared. These here are the members who betrayed us or who wanted to leave our group through…unorthodox ways.” Replied Grant. Brian nodded his head.
“This is a warning. Now that you are a part of us, we take care of our own. These men decided that turning their backs on their own was the only way out. Trust us, if something comes up and you no longer wish to stay in the society, we have protocols that allow you to leave. BUT, should you do anything that puts us in danger. This is what will happen to you.” Grant spoke as he tapped on the head of one of the urinals.
“Don’t pity them too much though. They are well cared for and we make sure to feed them and provide them with anything else. However, they’re now prisoners and cannot leave no matter what.”
Brian looked over the trapped men as they ranged from young to old all from different backgrounds.
“May I, umm…” Brian spoke.
“Yes, you may use one.” Xio smiled wickedly.
“Thank you.” Brian replied.
Unzipping his pants he stared down at the mouth that was forced open to take his piss and smiled. The urinal gagged as he drank the piss down flicking his tongue trying to lap it all up.
“Fuck…this is going to be so much fun!” Brian thought to himself.
