Jayson continues lapping up the water from the bowl. He's getting more on the ground than in his mouth. Lady Ann is smiling. He'll get better, she thinks, they always do. She reached in the bag again, removed another bowl, a can of commercially made beef stew. Cold, in a bowl on the floor, it looked and smelled like dog food. She set them aside, and said, “That's enough puppy! No more.”
Jayson stopped lapping up the water. He sits back and looks at the woman, not yet noticing the other bowl. His tongue is hanging out, and he's panting some. She smiles.
“You're going to become a very good puppy, yes my pet?”
No the fuck I won't you bitch, Jayson thinks. Then his mouth explodes with…
“WOOF!” He says in a loud voice. What the fuck?! He screams in his head. Why'd I do that?
“Such a good puppy! Speak puppy, tell mommy how happy you are.”
Fuck off you old bitch!
“Arf, arf, arf, woof, arf.” he says. What the hell!! Why am i doing this?
She leans back, smiling. She can see the fight in his eyes. His bright, pretty, brown eyes with long lashes.
“Good puppy. No hush pet.” And he stops barking.
“Now, rapist, as long as you're on your best behavior, you may speak again.”
Jayson is crying again when he hears this. He wants to scream out and yell at the woman, but mentally he's feeling pathetic. So easily forced to do these humiliating acts of degradation. He was the one that humiliated people, people didn't humiliatel him. Yet, he knows she can make him hurt, unbelievably hurt like he's never felt before. So, he's smart enough to control his mouth.
“Thank you Mistress.” He says
“That's better Bitch. Now, look around you. Take in your new surroundings, Bitch.”
Jayson can now move his head, so he looks around. He's totally freaking out. He sees kennels along a wall, with dog beds. There's a hose in the corner, with a nozzle, and soap. Old towels hanging there. He sees squeaky toys laying around. It's a fucking kennel. They have me locked up in a room for dogs.
“It's your new home, Bitch. Your forever home, my pet. And in a few minutes you're going to meet your mates “
Mates? What the fuck does she mean mates?
“But first, it's dinner time, rapist. I know you must be famished. It's almost been 38 hours since you last eaten.” She reaches down, picks up the stew, pops it open, then plops it in a bowl. Jayson is watching her, seeing the stew, thinking gross, I'm not eating that!
She puts the bowl in front of the slave, looks at him, then says, “Now. You're going to eat this food that I've gone through the expense,and hard work of, providing you rapist. And you're going to eat it, and show me gratitude, rapist.”
When pigs fly, cunt face! He says to himself.
He just stares at her, refusing to move. She looks back at him, leaning back into her seat. Problem is, she's right, he's starving and the smell of the stew is making his stomach rumble.
“You're definitely not an intelligent animal, are you rapist?”
“I'm not an animal!”
“Bad boy!”
And Jayson’s balls start throbbing hard, his gut screams, and he yells out in pain. Again, unable to move or do anything except sit there frozen while his balls feel like they're being stabbed over and over again.
As he's screaming and crying again, he starts pleading for mercy and release from the pain. He can barely get the words out. The hypnotic suggestion just makes him ignore the pain in his banded balls is good boy. Bad boy makes him feel the pain. As the time goes on, the amount of pain increases. Farm animals that get banded usually spend that time almost in a catatonic state. That's why it's not the preferred method for dogs. They don't behave like goats, cattle, or horses. Neither do young men. Jayson can't tune out the pain and sleep through the process. So he's going to suffer through it.
However, Lady Ann is giving him a path of least resistance. She's experienced in this. She understands choices and consequences in terms of training a slave. He must learn to accept this, and let go of his past existence. Or, he'll suffer unduly. She's alright with him being a dumbass and taking the hard path. Either way, she and her husband win, Jayson will become exactly the whore puppy they want. He'll provide a needed service for the household.
Jayson is still mumbling in pain. He wants to roll up in a ball and die. God this can't be happening , he thinks. I've done nothing to deserve this!
“I know you must be hurting rapist. Tell me you'll eat, and mommy will make it go away.”
Jayson is now struggling in his mind. Part of him is just screaming to give in to the bitch. Another part is saying don't! Don't give that cunt what she wants. Then there's the new puppy inside him, and he's simply saying, hungry, me hungry, food! And the smell is actually making Jayson salivate now. He tries to speak, but it just comes out as gibberish, again. He's so torn asunder mentally, he feels like he's being ripped apart.
“Shush puppy, no more crying. Bark if you're hungry.” Lady Ann says.
Bark!?! Stupid whore. You bark! “...bark.” the boy mutters out painfully.
“That's better. You're so more likable when you're just a dumb bitch, rapist. Now. Listen up good boy!” The pain goes away, and the newly enslaved boy feels instant release, “you will eat your dinner, or you'll go hungry for a few days. Now, eat puppy!”
Fuck off hag! Jayson says in his head, as the puppy inside him lowers his head down and digs into the food given him. He's ravenous, he starts eating in earnest. Therefore he's distracted when Giovanni walks in, carrying a dog bed, and dragging two more dehumanized pups along with him on leashes. These two boys are big, muscular bruts. One is a white boy, a short crop cut of his black hair He has paws locked on him, with knee pads, a spiked collar with a dangling tag, all a matching black color, with a long tail sticking from his ass, attached to a plug, holding it securely in. There's a strap around him with a sleeve tied onto his penis, not a cage, but a leather piece that wraps around his penis, his large looking penis, that also ties around his balls. This keeps him from getting hard when not allowed, while also making sure he's not dragging his penis head on the ground walking on all fours. This matches his puppy gear.
The other one is an equally brut looking black male. His puppy gear is white, his hair also cut short, and bleached blonde. Again, his penis is securely trussed up, for the same reason. Both of these pups carried themselves with an air of being alphas in their world, which they are. They're trained to act as security animals. Their masculinity and training ensured they were capable of warding off intruders. These two are also programmed with hypnotic suggestion, command words, behaviors, but with the ability to become a person if needed to seriously defend their owners. Of course, they've never really had to do anything involving such a scenario.
However, they've earned the privilege of getting some sex. It's been a while since they were even allowed to jerk off. If either one could speak with his human voice, he'd say his balls were extremely heavy with cum. Giovanni approaches his wife, kisses her after dropping the dog bed next to the cage
“Hello sweetness. How's the new puppy?” her husband says as he leans down and kisses her on the cheek she tilts towards him for that purpose.
“She's not the brightest mut, dear. She's also stubborn, and seems to think she has a choice in this.” Lady Ann replies. Jayson is hearing this and bristles at being referred to as a “she” thinking, I'm a he you freaks!
“We'll fix that with time sweetness. In a few days she'll get some more conditioning. We just need to take this time to break her, force the old boy in her to become dehumanized and destroy the boy she was. That's why he's along for the ride my love.” He says. He turns to the boy, whose licking the dish clean.
“She took to the conditioning pretty well, she's cleaning her bowl.
“Yes,” she says, “the command words are working well. The pain command has been useful, dear, I think we should keep it. It'd be a good way to punish her when needed.” Then she turns her attention to the boy, his face still in the bowl, licking at the last few dregs of food in the dish, and says, “Enough puppy. Sit up now.”
Jayson sits up, seeing Giovanni for the first time since crated, and a wave euphoria sweeps over him, and the puppy starts thinking to herself, ohh yay, daddy's home! He gets a feeling of excitement and starts yipping excitedly. Daddy? What the hell, he screams in his mind as his yipping gets more frantic.
This causes the two other puppys to start barking, deep loud barks that sound viscous. This startles the new puppy, and frightens Jayson to the core, well, what little core he has left that's his. Then he pisses himself completely as he loses control of his bladder. He instantly feels himself getting wet. He's so humiliated over it, he doesn't notice he has no feeling of his warm piss flowing over his swollen scrotum.
Lady Ann starts laughing hard, and says, “Look dear, she piddled herself like a weak bitch!” Giovanni laughs too. Jayson has tears running down his face, embarrassed, humiliated, and feeling totally ruined in his mind. Thinking, how can this get any worse?
