Sitting at his desk, Brett played with the padlock on his collar through his dress shirt. He was daydreaming of his night with Santiago, reimagining his breath, his scent and body. His cock got hard in his chastity; he winced in pain as he felt the cage squeezing against it.
“Fuck.” Brett whispered under his breath.
He looked at the clock, it was almost 5 o’clock. It was Saturday and he was nervous about seeing Santiago again. Biting his thumb nail he panicked.
“What am I supposed to do.” Remembering what Santiago told him the night they made love.
“Should I continue or leave?” He thought to himself.
His cock got hard again. It’s been a week since he jacked off and he was starting to get really desperate. The clock hit 5.
“Ok, it’s time.” Brett punch out of work and collected his things before heading out. On the way to his car his phone pinged.
“Hey boy, looking forward to seeing you here later.” Santiago texted him. He looked at his phone and felt his cock straining again.
“Com’on Brett, get it together.” He texted back.
“Same here Sir.”
Starting the car, he made his way out of the parking garage and to Santiago’s.
As he pulled up to the driveway he felt his nerves getting the best of him. The night that they met he had alcohol to help him give the courage to not only pursue his desires but to go all the way. Now, he was sober and facing this decision on his own volition. Squeezing the steering wheel, he took a deep breath and exited his car. Approaching the door, he hesitated for a moment before knocking.
“Hey, pup, glad you made it home.” Santiago spoke as he opened the door. Brett suddenly felt the anxiety wash away as he saw Santiago. He was wearing a tight black T-shirt, black dress pants and a white apron.
“Hello Sir.” Brett smiled.
“Come on in.” Santiago invited.
“I was in the middle of making dinner, hope you like chicken and veggies.” Santiago spoke as Brett closed the door behind him. Taking his shoes off, Steel ran up to Brett and shoved his nose straight into his crotch.
“HEY! Easy there buddy.” Brett flinched as he laughed a bit. He kneeled and gave him pets.
The sound of sizzling sautéed chicken could be heard as Brett followed the sounds of cooking. Taking a deep breath in he could smell roasted garlic, rosemary, thyme and poultry. His mouth started to water as his stomach growled. Walking into the kitchen he saw Santiago cooking away.
“The food is almost done. Hungry?” He asked.
“Oh man, famished.” Brett replied.
“Great!” Santiago pulled away from the stove as the chicken was cooking. Grabbing a bottle of white wine, he poured two glasses and approached Brett.
“How was work?” He asked when he handed him the glass.
“Eh, its alright. We officially closed the spring semester, so it’ll slow down for a bit before they open the summer programs.” Brett replied.
“Oh sweet, well to new beginnings.” Santiago raised his glass, and Brett clinked his to toast the occasion. As they drank their wine, Santiago went back to the stove and started to prepare the dishes. Brett leaned on the kitchen counter and took another sip of wine. The nervous energy he felt melted away, as he watched Santiago transfer the chicken to the plates, he placed a dollop of mash potatoes and added a side of sautéed asparagus. Grabbing the plates and walking over to Brett handing him the dish.
“Come on, lets go eat, pup.” Santiago smiled at him with his sexy grin. Brett blushed again. Following behind Santiago they went into the dining room, he placed his plate down. Santiago sat at the end of the table and Brett took the seat next to him.
“So, how was your day, Sir?” Brett asked meekly.
“It went pretty well, working on a few cases but nothing too serious.” Santiago replied as he cut his chicken taking a few bites. Steele, rushed up to Brett and laid his head in his lap, licking his lips as he eyed the chicken and back at Brett.
“Oh, come on big guy, don’t misuse those puppy eyes.” Santiago shooed him away.
“He knows that I won’t give him table food, so he goes for guests hoping they’ll cave and give him some food.” Santiago laughed.
“Damn, clever boy.” Brett chuckled as he took a bite of the chicken and potatoes.
“Yeah, too smart sometimes.” Santiago added.
“So, other then work. How have you been doing?” Santiago asked taking a sip of wine.
“I’ve been ok, it’s finally getting nice out, so I’ve been doing more long boarding and taking in the sun.” He replied.
“Nice, but that isn’t really what I meant.” Santiago lifted his foot and placed it in between Brett’s legs gentle stroking his caged cock.
“Fuck.” Brett’s whispered under his breath. His cock got hard, responding to his touch. Santiago smiled.
“You know, I was actually surprised that you didn’t text me much throughout the week about the cage or collar. Most guys that I’ve met usually crack by day two begging me to take the cage off.” Santiago flashed a smile as he took another bite of food.
“I wanted to text you about it, it’s been driving me crazy to be honest. I’ve been horny all week.” Brett replied as he looked down at his food. Santiago reached out and tenderly placed his hand on Brett’s arm.
“I wish that you did, that’s why I’ve been checking in on you to make sure that you were feeling alright.” He smiled. Brett grinned as he ate his food.
“Have you been putting lotion or lube like I ordered?” Santiago asked.
“Yes Sir, after the first night it didn’t really bother me that much, just made me horny as hell.” Brett said jokingly.
“That’s the reason why it’s there, to make sure you stay horny.” Santiago winked at him. Brett’s cage got tight again as Santiago kept his foot at his crotch.
“How’s the food?” He asked.
“Oh my god, it’s amazing. Been awhile since I had a home cooked meal.” Brett said as he finished swallowing.
“I usually like to cook except when I have to work late, or I am too busy on a case.” Santiago added.
“You’re one hell of a chef, Sir.” Brett smiled at him as he continued to eat.
As they finished eating they put there plates in the sink. Santiago approached Brett and pulled him in.
“You know, pup, I’ve missed you.” He said as he pressed his forehead onto Brett’s. He blushed again.
“I-uh, I’ve missed you too Sir. I kept thinking about our night together last week and it’s been driving me wild.” Brett replied.
“Oh? Really now? What about that night have you been thinking about?” Santiago asked.
“Honestly? Everything.” He smiled widely.
“Mm, me too pup.” Santiago whispered in his ear. This sent a shiver down Brett’s spine.
“I wanted to ask you a few things, before I give you my answer.” Brett continued.
“That’s fair and I had expected it. Come with me, pup.” Santiago walked away as he patted his thigh. Entering the bedroom, Brett had a flashback of their steamy night together feeling the hard metal strain to keep his cock in check. Santiago closed the door and led Brett to his bed as they sat down. He grabbed his hands and held him firmly.
“What questions did you have for me, pup?” asked Santiago.
“You said that, if I accepted your offer and wanted to continue our “little adventure” that I would beg you to own me. But what exactly are you looking for?” Brett asked. Santiago smiled, he let go of Brett’s hands and went to the closet door bringing back the container filled with BDSM gear. He pulled out a rubber and neoprene pup hood, collar, mitts, restraints, pads and more.
“That is a fair question, like I mentioned to you, my tastes are not the average one’s that you’d find. That night I told you that I had trained as handler for the police department. I really enjoyed my work and through that I found that not only did I like training dogs, but that I enjoy training guys as well.” He smirked as he held the rubber pup hood in his hands.
“If you accept my collar, I would like to train you to become my pup.” He handed him the hood. Brett’s cock was throbbing.
“I…kinda expected that. You keep calling me pup. I looked online and was doing some research while horny as shit.” Brett chuckled. “I think I would really like that.” Santiago almost jumped; he felt a surge of excitement.
“So does that mean that you are accepting?” Santiago asked.
“I really want to, but I am nervous. We talked about this the night we got together. I’ve never done this before, and I am kinda scared. Don’t know what to expect with this kind of life.” Brett played with the rubber hood as he looked it over.
“Your fears are reasonable, and I understand. Thank you for being honest with me. I can’t see into the future and the training that I have in mind for you will not be easy, however, what I can tell you is that I have very strong feelings for you Brett. When you followed me into the bathroom and knelt before me, wiping my shoes. You looked at me and I knew that you were something special. We can take this slow and work through this.” Santiago reassured him. Brett looked up into his eyes.
“Thank you Sir.” He smiled. “Today, before I came over I was having some serious doubts about moving forward with you. Even thought about just ghosting.” Brett confessed.
“Why didn’t you?” Santiago asked.
“Well, you’ve been so nice and kind. You didn’t push me into this or made me feel uncomfortable. That night in the bathroom, when you ordered me to lick your shoes I felt this intense feeling in my stomach. Like I needed to do this. It feels weird, cause it feels so natural.” Brett replied. Santiago reached out and rubbed his cheek tenderly.
“If you accept my collar, I can promise you that I will care for you, love you, and make sure that you become a true pup.” Santiago spoke softly. Brett blushed again. That feeling in his stomach returned, he felt that same feeling he did last week. It wasn’t just a fluke. It was real. Brett stood up from the bed and got on all fours facing Santiago at his feet. Santiago watched this man that he knew since high school willingly kneeling at his feet. He turned and sat at the edge of the bed looking down at Brett.
“I will accept your collar Sir, please own me as your pup and train me. Please collar me and let me taste your cock again Sir.” Brett pleaded with sincere eyes. Santiago almost started crying as he had wanted a pup of his own for so long. He cleared his throat.
“Before I can accept your decision, I need you to know that once we start you will not be able to back out. I am very strict and will make little room for disobedience. I am serious, you will not be able to back out for any reason unless I decide to end this. You will be forfeiting your rights as a person. Do you understand this, Brett?” He asked him in a stern and cold tone.
“Yes Santiago, I understand, please make me into your pup. I forfeit my rights to you Sir.” Brett replied confidently. Brett felt a rush of adrenaline as he spoke these words. Santiago gave a smile as he pulled out the studded collar from the bin and placed it onto his neck locking it into place once more.
“You are now mine, my pup, my pet to train and use as I see fit.” Santiago grabbed the d-shaped ring at the center of the collar and pulled Brett up to his feet. Bring him closer to his face he passionately kissed his pup. He reached into his pants and fondled his caged cock feeling the precum ooze from excitement straining in his cage.
“Alright pup, so begins your new life with me. Let’s get started.” Santiago whispered.
“Yes Sir.” Brett replied.
“Up on the bed, pup.” He patted on the edge of the bed inviting him up. Brett jumped up, eager to listen to his new Master.
“First, from now on. When you are with me either for training or just spending the day, weekend etc. You will always be naked. Dogs don’t wear clothes and neither will you. Strip, boy.” Santiago ordered as he watched his pup undress. Brett quickly removed his clothes until he was wearing nothing but his steel collar, leather collar and chastity cage. He sat on the bed on all fours as he watched his Sir scanning his body.
“Second, when you’re with me you will never talk to me or use any human speech. Dogs don’t talk and neither will you. You are allowed to ask for permission to speak or allowed to speak to me if there is an emergency. This needs to be a true emergency, I don’t care if you are uncomfortable or have an itch or anything else. If you speak without permission you will be corrected.” Santiago commanded.
“Third, if I give you an order, you will bark once to acknowledge my command and whine like a dog if you disagree or are uncomfortable with the order. Understood?” He asked. Brett let out a weak bark.
“Arf.”
“Good boy, but we will need to work on that. Try to bark with a deeper tone.” Santiago ordered.
“Boof!” Brett replied with a deeper tone.
“Good job pup! Now, louder.” Santiago praised.
“WOOF!” Brett howled.
“Great job pup!” He praised him petting his head and rubbing his back. Brett felt like he was high on drugs, his inhibition was gone as he sat on all fours. Barking like a dog to another man.
“Fourth, starting today. You will be assigned a uniform that you will wear whenever we are alone. This part will go with rule one. Unless I give you specific instructions you are only allowed to wear what I give you and nothing more. You may ask for permission to wear something, and it will be at my discretion to allow or deny your request. Understood?” He ordered.
“Woof!” Brett barked.
“Excellent, pup.” Santiago praised him again. Inside the container he continued to gather more pieces of gear.
“Give me your paw, pup.” Santiago ordered. He placed the same black socks as he did the night before onto his hands, expect now instead of duct tape he placed a pair of black leather mitts onto his hands and locked them into place.
“Try to take them off.” He ordered. Brett first started to play with the leather mitts but as he continued he found that the mitts forced his hands into a fist. The thick leather prevented him from manipulating the leather to try and pinch through the material to gain any leverage. He tried to squeeze his hands out of the mitts but the wide wrist restraints that was locked in place prevent him from slipping out. He looked up at his Master and whined like a dog.
“Harder than it looks, huh?” Santiago smirked.
“When you’re in dog mode, you will never use your paw like a person. Dogs don’t have hands and neither will you. If you want to grab or move things, you will use your mouth for it. I don’t care how hard it is, you will find a way to make it happen using only your mouth. Understood?” Santiago barked.
“Woof!” Brett smiled at his Sir.
“Good boy, now lay.” Santiago stuck his hand out with his palm facing down. Brett rolled over on his back. Santiago grabbed Brett’s legs. In the nightstand near the bed, Santiago grabbed a black box with a wide strap. On his right ankle, he locked on the black box. Brett heard a weird electronic sound. Santiago put on an ankle restraint and thigh restraints on him. Slipped on two knee pads, then proceeded to lock his ankles to his thighs. Sitting on the bed, Santiago pulled Brett up closer to him and sat him up.
“Do you see this, pup?” Santiago pointed at the black box on his right ankle. Brett whined as he looked confused.
“This is a modified ankle bracelet that has GPS tracking and is locked on you on, 24/7. You will be watched and monitored from here on at all times. If you attempt to remove the bracelet or tamper with it, I will know.” Santiago pulled his phone out that showed him the system that tracked and connected with the bracelet locked on his ankle.
“You can shower with it on and hide it under your clothes, but it is to remain on at all times. Understood?” Santiago asked.
“Woof.” Brett replied.
“Good boy, ok. Now, you have permission to speak.” Santiago said.
“Thank you Sir.” he looked at him and smiled.
“How are you feeling, pup?” Santiago asked.
“Feeling really good Sir, but I am really horny Sir. Can I cum today Sir?” He begged.
“Mmm, maybe pup. We still have some more things to cover.” Santiago replied. “Now, back into dog mode, pup.”
“Woof!” Brett barked. Santiago lifted him up and helped his pup down to the floor.
“Before I continue with our rules, you will need to get use to crawling on your paws. It is going to be a bit hard but with practice you’ll get better. The goal here is that you’ll learn how to walk only on your paws from here on. Be as natural as walking on two legs.” Santiago spoke, looking down at Brett. Sitting on all fours Brett saw that his handler was getting hard, his bulge was getting visually bigger. Santiago clipped a leash onto his collar and with a long black cane he tapped Brett’s butt encouraging him to start moving. Brett started to crawl on all fours, he struggled to move forward. His natural instinct to use his hind legs started to kick in as he tried to pull his legs apart but the restraints connecting them together stopped him. He started to grunt in frustration.
“Come on, pup, you’ll get the hang of it.” Santiago encouraged him as he swatted his ass with the cane. Brett tried to move to quickly and tripped over his paws.
“Shit! This is too hard.” Brett spoke as he picked himself back up. Santiago walked in front of his pup with a stern look on his face. He shook his head in disapproval.
“You spoke pup, you broke a rule.” He grabbed the leash and pulled dragging his pup over to the bed again. He reached into he container of gear and pulled out a gag. He crotched down and pinched his nose hard shoving the gag into his mouth. He buckled it behind his head.
“I am not going to punish you because this is your first time. This gag should remind you that dogs. Don’t. Speak. Human.” Santiago scald. Brett just watched his handler as he sat on all fours, he moved his lips adjusting the gag. He felt scared for the first time with Santiago.
“Ok. Again.” Santiago stood up and gave a firm swat with his cane on Brett’s ass.
“Aaahh!” Brett grunted into his gag. Santiago stood next to his pup, pulling the leash taut he led his pup like a show dog around the room forcing him to walk.
“Arch your back some more pup. Feel your paws and move them in rhythm with each other.” Santiago directed him. Listening to his pup grunt in frustration as he arched his back some more and moved in a more rhythmic pattern. Santiago led him around the room slowly, allowing his pup to learn. Brett furrowed his brow in frustration as he crawled next to his handler, he could feel the collar around his neck pulled tight as Santiago held the leash firm.
“Great job pup! Look at you getting the hang of this. You’re a natural.” He praised his pup. Brett felt this feeling of pride as he heard his words. He felt embolden to continue working on his stride.
“Come on pup. Keep up the great work!” He pulled the leash and continued to walk around the room but this time he picked up the pace. Brett was surprised as too how well he managed to keep up as his strides felt more natural.
“Excellent pup, you see? Just need to keep practicing.” He smiled at his progress. Santiago noticed that Brett’s hind legs kept jerking trying to fight against the restraints.
“I think that now would be a good time to get some more…space.” Santiago spoke to his pup. He unclipped his hind legs and locked his mitts behind his back.
“Follow me pup.” Santiago pulled the leash as he carried the container out of the room with his newly acquired pup following behind him. They went back downstairs and led him to a large wooden door. Steele looked with confusion as he watched them pass by. Inside the door, a long-carpeted staircase went into the darkness. Santiago flicked the lights on and continued on their journey.
At the base of the staircase, Brett looked over the room. On one half of the room was a weird rubber-covered surface with plenty of space to move and run around. The other half of the room was closed off with a black door.
“After I purchased this house, this was an unfinished basement, but it was super big, so I had it remodeled and furnished before I moved in. This was originally used for Steele to run around and play. Also, since he is a trained police dog I use it train him too to keep him engaged.” Santiago spoke to his pup as he stood behind him. He held him close and rubbed his belly. Brett moaned softly into his gag feeling Santiago’s warm breath.
“Now, down pup.” He ordered. Brett slowly got on his knees. Santiago placed the container down and pulled out some rope. He relocked his ankles and unlocked his mitts from behind his back. Using the rope, he tied one end to his big toe and wrapped the rope around his balls and tied the other end to his other big toe.
“I noticed that you were jerking your leg a little too much while we were upstairs. This will help that.” He yanked the leash and Brett got back on his paws. His hind leg jerked trying to stretch out, it pulled the rope tugging his balls.
“ARGH!” He yelled into his gag in pain.
“See pup? You’ll learn not to fight the restraints while you train.” Santiago smiled sadistically. He swatted his ass encouraging the pup to pick up the pace as they did some laps around the basement.
“Atta boy! You’re a fast learner pup, come on keep going.” He praised him as they started to walk faster. Brett started to work up a sweat as he continued to do laps next to his handler. He could feel the rope tugging his balls as they swung and bounced around with every step.
“Fuck this hurts, this is so humiliating.” He thought to himself as he kept up with his Master. Yet even through the pain his cock was hard, still straining in his cage as he crawled. After 40 minutes of doing their laps, Santiago walked his pup over to a chair. He sat down and had his pup in front of him.
“Sit boy.” Brett was sweaty as he sat on his hind legs, looking up at his Owner. Santiago placed a stainless-steel bowl in front of him and opened a bottle of water, pouring half of the bottle in the bowl.
“Alright boy, drink up.” He ordered as he unlocked the gag. Brett leaned down; the bowl was between Santiago’s feet. He looked at his black dress socks and back at the bowl of water. Santiago smiled. He lifted his foot and shoved his face into the bowl with his foot.
“Don’t be shy, pup. Drink. Dog’s drink and eat from bowls on the floor next to his Master’s feet.” Santiago spoke as he took a drink from the bottle of water. Brett made a circle shape with his lips as he sucked the water, drinking the cool water.
“Good boy, pup!” Santiago praised.
“Now lick the bowl clean.” He ordered. Brett licked his bowl as Santiago’s foot rested on the back of his head. Satisfied, Santiago lifted his foot letting his pup back up.
“Good boy.” He smiled and blew him a kiss. Santiago patted his lap.
“Come closer, pup.” He ordered. Brett moved closer right in between his legs and looked up.
“Do you want to say something, pup?” He asked. Brett nodded his head.
“Woof.” He barked.
“Good boy, beg like a proper dog.” He ordered. Brett’s face was flush as he lifted his arms in front of him like a T-Rex. He started to whine like a dog.
“Good boy, you may speak.” He smiled watching his pup beg.
“May I please cum now, Sir?” Even with his humiliating position he was hard in his cage.
“Yes, you will cum today, but not yet.” Santiago spoke with a stern tone.
“Pleas-“ Brett spoke but was cut off.
“No more talking. You will cum when I allow it. You will learn that your cock isn’t yours anymore. It’s mine now and I will allow you to cum when I feel that you deserve it or feel like it. Pup.” He snickered. Grabbing a soft silicone bone shaped chew toy from the container. He threw the toy to the other side of the room.
“Fetch pup!” He shouted. Brett felt weird, his eyes were focused on the toy and went for it on all fours like it was second nature. Reaching the toy, he picked it up with his mouth and went back to his handler. Santiago whacked the cane on the rubber floor making a loud crackling sound.
“HEAD UP AND BACK ARCHED PUP.” He shouted. Brett flinched at the sound of the cane and his booming voice. He lifted his head up high and arched his back as he crawled back over to his Master.
“Excellent job pup!” Santiago praised as he took the chew toy from his mouth. He threw the toy again.
“Fetch boy!” He ordered.
Brett’s eyes focused again on the toy and ran for it. He ignored his raging hard-on and was learning not to jerk his legs so that his balls didn’t suffer. Santiago’s eyes gleamed with pride as he watched his pup take on the role of a real dog. Fetching his toy and bringing it back to his Master like a good boy. Brett started to pant loudly as he was sweaty from running laps and playing fetch. Santiago pushed back his sweaty hair and scratched his head praising his pup.
“What a good job pup! You did so good! I am so proud of you boy!” He rubbed and patted his face. Brett was exhausted but hearing his owner made him feel so good inside.
“Thank you Sir, thank you Sir.” He thought to himself. Looking up at him he had completely forgotten about his hard cock straining and his sore balls. He wanted nothing more than to make his Master proud.
“Alright pup, follow me.” He got up from the chair and led his pup over the large black door on the other side of the basement. He unlocked the door and turned on the lights. It was a well-equipped dungeon. There was a large bed with leather sheets, a large metal dog cage, along with an assortment of bondage gear and toys. Next to the bed was a large ramp. He led his pup over to it and up on the bed. Grabbing a towel he wiped him down of the sweat that built up during their training.
“You did very well for your first day, pup. You have made me very happy, and you should be feeling very proud of yourself.” He planted a kiss on his forehead.
“Alright pup, you have permission to speak.” He ordered.
“Thank you so much Master.” Was the first thing he blurted out.
“Glad that I was able to make you happy. This was…a weird experience but I had fun. A lot of fun.” He said with a smile.
“Mmm, very good boy.” He replied. Throwing the towel to the side of the bed, he climbed on top and patted his lap.
“Here boy.” He invited. Brett crawled over to him and leaned his back onto Santiago’s chest. Santiago wrapped his arms around his pup and gave him a squeeze. Brett felt a high as he finally got to rest, the smell of Santiago and his warmth gave him that fuzzy feeling in his stomach.
“You exceeded my expectations today boy. I was saving this for end.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a green enamel dog tag with the name on it.
Brutus
“Who is Brutus?” Brett asked looking at the shiny dog tag dangling in front of him.
“It’s you, pup. That is the name that I decided to give you.” Santiago gave him a kiss on the cheek. Brett blushed as he unlocked the stainless-steel collar and locked the tag in place.
“Every dog has a name that their owner gives them and yours will be, Brutus.” He smiled as he played with the tag.
“Thank you Master.” Brett turned his head to see his Master. Santiago leaned in and kissed his pup. They stuck their tongues into each other’s mouth. The built-up lust in Brett took over as Santiago continued to give him a big sloppy wet kisses. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the keys to Brutus’s chastity cage. He unlocked him and removed the rope around his balls. He pulled away and stuck his fingering into his pup’s mouth.
“Get them all wet pup.” He whispered to Brutus. Sucking and licking his fingers he drooled all over them. Santiago gripped his hard cock and started to jack him off. Brutus moaned in ecstasy as he finally got relief from his cage. Santiago could feel his pup getting closer to shooting his load. He stopped and rewrapped the rope around his balls before he continued to jack him off. Brutus whined and moaned as the rope pulled his balls making it harder to reach his climax. Santiago spit into his hands as he rubbed and squeezed his pup’s hard cock.
“AAAAAHHHH.” Brutus moaned loudly as his sensitive member twitched in his Master’s hands.
The sensation of the rope along with his Master jacking him off was overwhelming. With his mitted hands he pawed at his Master.
“Lets get these out of the way.” Santiago grunted as he forced Brutus forward, grabbing his hand and locking his mitts behind him. Brutus was even more excited as Santiago manhandled his pup.
“I told you Brutus, you belong to me now. This isn’t your cock anymore, it’s mine now.” Santiago grunted as he covered his pup’s mouth with his hand and continued to aggressively jack him off.
“You wanted to cum, right? Well, you did a very good job today and for that you will cum, but on my terms.” He smiled wickedly as he enjoyed the symphony of moans that leaked from his hands. Brutus squirmed and fought the tight grip of his Master. He felt a slight pain in his balls as a rope of cum shot out of his cock. His scream of pleasure was muffled. Santiago continued to jack him off as he used the slimy cum from his pup to lube his cock. Brutus twitched and screamed in tremendous pleasure as his sensitive cock was jacked off again and again. Tears of pleasure rolled down his face as Santiago licked them from his cheek.
“Good, boy, Brutus. You are such a good pup. You deserve this reward. From now on you will only be allowed to cum by my hand or my cock.” He moaned into his ear.
Brutus was too busy trying to deal with the forced milking. After he shoot his second load. Santiago stopped, teasing his sensitive cock head.
“Stupid pup, don’t ever forget that I own you now.” He whispered into his ear as he felt Brutus calm down. His erratic breathing calmed.
The post-nut clarity kicked in.
“Why, do I love this so much. Why am I letting him do this to me. Why do I want more.” Brutus thought to himself.
“Here Brutus. Clean.” Santiago fed his cum covered hands into his pup’s mouth. Watching him greedily lick and suck his fingers.
“Good boy, Brutus.” Santiago praised his pup.
“We are going to have so much more fun, together.” Santiago spoke, biting and sucking his earlobe as they cemented their roles as Master and Dog.
