The Holiday Gift

It's been a few weeks since my last posting, for this I apologize to everyone. During this time so much has happened!

My Sir has taken me to new plateaus in my training, the Pervs and Furs Party took place and so much else.

The party was a complete success; Wetsuit Jay and Rubberasylum hosted for a group of 25 that converged on the house for a night of movies and camaraderie.

The mix of furs and gearmen was allot of fun with each group meeting the other, finding out that in many ways there are so many similarities between the two groups that came together.

The movies turned into more background entertainment with some finding their way to the playroom, others wandering about, talking between each other, along with a nice showing of fun gear and of course, furries making their way through the crowd.

I couldn't resist getting into my own suit for a while. Sometimes you just need to set your furry side free and be a big doggie for a bit.

I have to thank my Sir and Wetsuit Jay for bringing the two groups of us together. Without the helping hands of both of them things like this most likely wouldn't happen with two separate but like minded sets of people.

My training has been advancing also. I have found I want to go deeper and deeper into new realms with Him. His guiding ways in so many aspects of my life has given me a new drive to want to please Him.

My body has changed because of my Masters and His desires for a better pup. I have a long way to go still with this part of me but the paybacks along with both of their praises and encouragement makes everything more than worth it to me.

This also helps so much when it comes to other parts of my time spent with Sir. He pushes me further in the playroom, putting me into more difficult situations, pushing me further which I love!

Being completely restrained on the bondage table unable to hardly even struggle is such an amazing feeling, Him pushing me past levels I never even thought of.

Knowing now that both my Master and Sir asked me to do so many things only to help myself enjoy the situations they wanted me to know the pleasures of. For this I have to offer them my deepest thanks.

The training sessions that have been given to me range from sleeping in an amazing straitjacket Sir has and also sleeping in the leather sleepsack. This I absolutely love!

Knowing that you're trapped and restrained until your Sir wants you free, unable to touch any part of yourself only makes it that much more frustrating and amazing!

Sir doesn't offer me this very often keeping it as a special treat for me. I like it that way. He always makes it special, gagging me in my puppy hood, sometimes blindfolding me for the night letting me lay there trapped and whimpering, wanting to paw off so bad as i hump against whatever is tightly holding my body be it the leather of the sleepsack or my rubber jock holding my cock so firmly for the whole night.

We celebrated our Christmas this previous weekend because I will be travelling to see family over the "proper" holiday.

I had hoped to be able to spend my season with Wetsuit Jay and Rubberasylum but a pup should see his parents and siblings once in a while too. *wags*

Sir and Wetsuit Jay were very thoughtful in the gifts they gave me. They found a wonderful stuffed rottie for me that immediately made it into Sirs bedroom, taking a place on his bed and they also gave me an awesome bondage hood!

Its from DevilDog Rubber with only nose holes that zips and laces up the back! When I opened that present all I could do was thank them both over and over!

Wetsuit Jay told me i should shine it up being it was still covered in the powder that it was crafted with. I went and got my silicone, spending the next hour shining and polishing it.

When I finished Sir told me i should try it on motioning for me to sit in front of Him. I was so excited! He pulled it over my head and the rubbers scent filled my nostrils. The sensation of him zipping it shut then feeling him lace it tight onto my head was so intense!

When He finished He softly petted over my head telling me I was such a good puppy. I felt so loved and happy sitting there only able to listen to Him speaking to me. He told me that we would play tomorrow and even though I whimpered and felt like I couldn't wait, I knew He would take me to another new high with such an awesome hood to add to my experience!

That night Rubberasylum let me sleep in the sleepsack. He rubbed across my body, teasing lightly over my hard cock as I tried to hump at his hand, hearing him laugh softly before telling me to go to sleep, Him rolling over to leave me laying there completely hard and frustrated, letting me whimper for his touches.

Sir awoke to find me struggling inside the sleepsack. He laughed again as I grunted past the gag in my muzzle playfully petting me before he began to let me free.

As soon as I was out of the sack I began humping his leg, feeling myself rub against him. He doesn't allow me to paw myself and I was so horny after everything that had happened so far during my weekend stay.

He told me that we would play later on then ordered me to go make coffee and start breakfast for us all. Wetsuit Jay was just waking up as I went to the kitchen, putting on coffee and getting out the mornings breakfast supplies.

I cleaned up around the house as a good dog should, helping with cooking when I was able to. My mind kept wandering off to the time I would get to play with Sir, wanting to know what he had planned for me, a small amount of nervousness sneaking in also as I thought about the gift, the new hood that I was sure Sir would want me to wear later on!

We made our way to the playroom after Sir took care of a few things he needed to complete. He stood by the bondage table looking at me, a sly grin on his face as he told me to undress.

I immediately complied, my naked body there in front of Him, unable to hide my excitement as he took the new hood off the table, handing it to me. "Put this on and hold it so I can get it tight on you" He said and as I put it over my head, watching as my sight disappeared i felt my breathing becoming a bit labored, the small nose holes the only way to get any air into my lungs.

He zipped it shut then pulled on the lacing, making it much more tight than the previous night. The hood wrapped around my head so perfectly. All I could feel was the rubber stretching over me, forming perfectly against my skin.

The hood made a perfect seal against the outside, covering my head in smooth slick shiny rubber. I couldn't breathe through my mouth at all as Rubberasylum checked it, tightening it a bit more.

"Are you alright dog?" he asked, watching as I nodded yes. "OK, now for the gasmask."

He picked a gasmask and pulled it onto me, adjusting it perfectly, tightening down the straps. I felt him put a tube on the intake making me work even more for my air before gently pressing me back to the bondage table.

"Lay down dog, you know the drill" he told me, helping me get into position just a little bit knowing i was unable to see anything.

I felt him pull each strap over my body, securing me down. Soon after came the ropes on my balls and around my cock. He made them tight also, hearing me grunt and try to squirm, all the while only able to breathe through my new hood. It was already so intense!

"Now you're all mine to use as I want, you know that don't you dog?" he asked me.

I don't know if He saw me nod or not, what I did know was he got the clothespins out, I felt them drop between my legs. He started with my balls, every one sending a jolt of pain into me as he placed them.

He continued up my body, the light pinches slowly fading as pin after pin was put in place. When he reached my nipples I felt an even tighter grip. He got the nipple clamps!

I whimpered and struggled as he tightened them even harder, a wonderful mix of pain and pleasure coursing through me by this point.

"You cant do anything about it dog, you're all mine" he stated, "Remember your contract? You don't have any say in what I want to do to you."

I don't know how many clothespins he put on me, taking time between sets to play with my cock, stroking me slowly, letting me savor the pleasures before returning to his playing, at times when i yelped giving me a hit of poppers, listening to me moan in bliss as my whole body pulsed.

I felt him rub over the sets of clothespins making them pull and tug on my skin with every touch

"I ran out, and still so much skin to cover, I think next time you're here we need to get more for you."

All i could do was lay there and listen, feeling him swat my balls making me tense which made every clothespin tug on me even more! I was in heaven!

Sir took my cock and lubed it up, putting the Venus on me next! I felt it suck me inside, stroking me slowly until He turned it up faster and faster. My mind was lost in everything that was happening! I wanted to pant but all i could do was continue to breathe slowly, the new hood controlling me, knowing that my Sir had me just as he wanted, unable to do anything as he turned me into his plaything!

He began tugging the clothespins off next making me moan and yelp as best I could, not opening them but literally pulling them free keeping them closed.

It was indescribable, the ecstasy of the endorphins rushing through me as every one came off that way, my cock being sucked ruthlessly until finally I couldn't take it any more!

I shot into the Venus over and over as the last pins came off, my whole body reacting from everything happening to me! My breathing still completely restricted making everything all the more wild!

All I can say is that Rubberasylum continues to push every limit I thought I had. I am the luckiest dog to be able to call him my Sir and that my Master allows me to be trained by Him.

The holidays always bring new presents, this one has to be the best that a pup could ever wish for.

Thank you all that are a part of my life. I may not say it enough but I adore and cherish every one of you.

Rottie

Thanksgiving Weekend

It was a dark and stormy night.... 
Oh wait, that's another doggies stating line.  Work ended Wednesday and I had to head back to my house before leaving for Wetsuit Jays and Rubberasylums place. 

A nice long weekend with them and company was to come. 

I talked to my Master for a bit as I waited for time to pass.  I wished him a happy Thanksgiving even though he is in Canada, telling him I hoped the weekend found him enjoying his time.  I love him so much.  He chatted with me until traffic let up a bit and I left but not before telling him I missed feeling him holding me in his arms.

It took a bit of time with traffic and such, people afraid of snow along the journey plus holiday travellers but I made it to find Romperpup meeting me at the door giving me a big hug as I walked inside the door. 

Sir met me with his beaming smile welcoming me back along with Wetsuit Jay giving me a hug.  I ran downstairs soon after and got my shower getting into my puppygear as Sir told me returning to the group upstairs to settle down for a quiet evening of cuddles and movies. 

Tomorrow was going to be a busy day with others heading over for dinner.  In the group we would have Moosepup and his partner and Rufus along with Dizzy, a friend of Rufus'.  Also coming would be Sparky and his partner Damian.  There would be a full house to celebrate a fun Thanksgiving.
   
The morning came too soon as Sir woke me.  There was so much to do before everyone would show up.  The kitchen was a blur of activity with Wetsuit Jay manning the turkey and sweet potatoes, Rubberasylum taking care of the other dinner items.  Stuffing, mashed potatoes, veggies, the list goes on. 

Romper and I tried to help as best we could, cleaning up, setting the table and greeting friends as they came to the door.  Six p.m. rolled around and we all sat down to a wonderful meal.  It was awesome being surrounded by such a neat group of like minded friends enjoying their company as we ate. 

Everyone ate their fill and relaxed for a bit afterwards before heading to the living room with Sir telling Romper, Rufus and me to clean everything up.  A pups work is never done *grins*.  We set to our task with smiles on our faces.  A group of puppies can make any situation fun.
   

After cleaning and making sure the kitchen was cleaned we went to the living room with the others.  After a little bit Sir said we should get our pupgear back on.  None of us wasted any time as we headed off to wherever we had our things at!  Soon enough the group of pups were playing and wresting around. 

Moosepup joined in when he saw Rufus and I playing.  We all spent hours with each other, our Sirs looking over at times smiling and laughing as we wrestled and barked playing on the floor.  Moose had never gotten to be with other puppies and he had a great time!  I think we wore him out! 

Dizzy joined in with us also.  Hes a kitty, this gave us a perfect "enemy"!  All of us attacked him when he joined into the group.  Three pups can overpower a kitty we found out and soon after he was meowing for help as we tickled and held him down. 

Rufus and Dizzy play quite a bit.  The kitty is the dominant one, but I am sure Rufus enjoyed having puppy helpers holding down his "foe" as he gave him a bit of a payback at least for a little bit!  Even I finally had to stop frolicking.  I was beat from all the playing!  Sir patted his leg letting me up onto the couch next to him telling me to lay down. 

I crawled up and laid my head on his leg feeling him pet over my head as we watched television.  I drifted off for a little bit completely content.  Moosepup and Rufus were snuggled with their Sirs also.  It was a great day. 

Puppy friends over, Wetsuit Jay and Rubberasylum creating an amazing meal for everyone that came over.  They both certainly take of me.  I am a lucky pup to be surrounded by ones who love me!

To be continued,

Rottie

A New Puppy Brother! continued

... The night of hot tubbing ended all too soon.  It was nice snuggling against Moosepup and talking the evening away until we all decided it was time to head back inside and say our goodbyes.  Wetsuit Jay and Rubberasylum told Moosepup and his mate that they were always welcome to stop by as they gathered up their things and Rufus and I gave them both hugs and nuzzles before they headed back home. 

It was a very fun night spent making new friends, getting to meet another pup and his mate.  Rufus and I were told to get back into our puppygear as everyone got ready for bed.  we both helped each other get into our gear, pawing playfully over each other until Sir came down and told us it was time to sleep.  I watched as Rufus wandered off to his room, happy to know I had such an amazing brother, another puppy that I was proud to call mine.  I padded over to his room and wuffed softly, wishing him a good night before i went to sleep with Sir.  He held me as I fell asleep, its wonderful being a good puppy, being allowed to sleep in the bed as your Sir holds you.

    I woke up to a nice sunny day. Wetsuit Jay and Sir were already upstairs having coffee and I decided it was time to go wake up Rufus.  I ran over to his room and hopped up onto his bed, snuggling in against him, pawing down his back before holding him tight to myself. 

We just laid there for a bit as I held him finally both of us deciding it was time to go upstairs and whimper at Wetsuit Jay and Sir to be allowed out of our puppygear to have some coffee with them.  Sir has told me that I should never take off my gear myself. A puppy doesn't get to choose when he should be released, only his Master or Sir has that right. I took his "advice" to heart.  For one thing, its amazing to have your Sir control you, and also its fun to paw and whimper to your Sir, hearing and watching him as he asks you if you really need to have your paws removed, knowing that you aren't allowed to talk as you try to explain your reasons. 

We were both let free and we sat down and talked about what our days plans.  It was going to be a relaxed day, not many plans but just relaxing and spending time together.  After breakfast and cleaning up the dishes us 2 pups disappeared downstairs.  We made the beds and then wrestled around playing with each other.  Having a brother to spend time with is awesome.  We lost track of time ending up on one of the beds petting and snuggling until Sir yelled down " You have 5 minutes and then we are leaving!". 

We both stopped and jumped up getting on our clothes, running off to the garage where Wetsuit Jay and Sir were waiting.  They both laughed and told us it was time to go to the beach.  We set off on foot walking down the road for a little ways taking the footpath down to the waterfront.  We explored, my brother and me running ahead at times looking for treasures that might be washed up, not finding any but loving the time spent with our family.
   
Making it back to the house Sir told us to get back into our gear, helping both of us put our paws on, securing our hoods as he took us down to the playroom.  He grinned as he unpacked the one duffel bag pulling out a sleepsack and a straitjacket. Wetsuit Jay helped Rufus into the straitjacket and with Rubberasylums help had him secured and whimpering in no time.  He looked so good standing there.  Hes a beautiful puppy and restrained he looks even better.  I am proud to call him brother.  Wetsuit Jay took him to the inversion table and started to secure him to it as Sir turned his attention to me.  He pointed to the sleepsack and told me "Lay down pup." 

My heart leaped as I lay down, feeling the smooth leather press to my body as Sir started to zip me inside it.  When he had the zipper fully up and the collar snapped shut I couldn't help but squirm.  Every inch of my body was trapped and then he took the straps and buckled them shut also.  After that he took out my gag, snapping it into my hood before kneeling back on his heels inspecting his handiwork.  "There, now its time to teach the puppy something new!" I looked up at him and whimpered as he pulled out the clothespins, feeling him open the sleepsack pulling out my cock.  Sir laughed as I squirmed, feeling the clothespins grip against me.  I couldn't help it, I was rock hard! 

Sir covered my balls first then continued onto my shaft leaving me that way to struggle and whimper as he went over to "torment" Rufus.  I could hear his moans and whimpers as I lay there knowing my brother was enjoying his playing also.  Sir came back to me after a bit, I really cant say how long it was, and started to pull the clothespins off.  Every one sending a jolt through me, a mix of pain and pleasure that drove me further and further into a state of ecstasy.  All I can say is that it was amazing. 

Sir rubbed every spot as he removed the pins one by one, the rush hitting me harder until he took off the last one.  The feeling over my whole body was amazing as he rubbed over me, still catching small rushes of pleasure as I throbbed, wanting Sir to push me over the edge.  He looked into my eyes and grinned "Its not about you puppy"  he said  "Its about your Sirs wants."  With that he stopped playing with me, leaving me there whimpering and squirming.....   Sir and Wetsuit Jay went and played with Rufus leaving me there one very frustrated puppy.  I cant complain about any of it!  An awesome weekend filled with amazing things. 

A perfect way for two pups to spend their time.

To be continued...
   
~Rottie

A New Puppy Brother... Perhaps...

..It was going to be a fun weekend, I could tell from the messages and talks Sir had had with me over the previous week.  I was going to have another pup visiting this weekend and Wetsuit Jay and Rubberasylum and i were going to have a talk, this was going to be a special visit, one where we all would discuss the possibility of having the visiting puppy become a brother to me. 

Sir and i had discussed it a small bit during the past week, Him telling me that he didn't want to upset me in any way by asking if i would have any reservations on this, telling me that He wasn't trying to replace me in any way, he wanted me to be happy and our visitor to be happy also with this decision, whatever the outcome might be. 

Rubberasylum was not home yet, and after i said my hellos to Wetsuit Jay and the pup i excused myself to go shower and get into my pup gear before Rubberasylum got home.   Sir came home just as i was getting into the shower, walking into the bathroom to give me a big hug. It was nice to see him again, i had been looking forward to seeing him all week. I told him as much

*wags*.

After showering i got into my pupgear and went out to be with my family. It was nice to lay down on the floor and just be with them, every once in a while feeling a hand or a foot brush over my body as they talked and watched TV.  The visiting pup was asked why he wasn't in gear. With that he was off, grinning to get suited up. 

Soon after there he was, another puppy laying beside me.  It didn't take long before we were both playing,  barking at each other, wrestling around on the floor.  Wetsuit Jay went and got steaks off the grill while we played. Sir called to us telling us to set the table for supper, letting us out of our hoods and paws.  We did our best, only forgetting a few things like salad tongs and such. 

It was an excellent meal, Wetsuit Jay is a pro at cooking on the grill and Rubberasylum is a Master in the kitchen.  We enjoyed good conversation and each others company ate, us 2 pups cleaning off the table when we finished, a pups life has chores also but its well worth it to make the ones you call your family feel you appreciate them for everything they do.

After doing dishes and cleaning up with the other pups help we went to watch a movie, both of us back in our puppygear, being allowed to be on the furniture even! 

We were told the next morning we would be going off to the cabin for the rest of the weekend and that we would have 2 visitors coming for supper also while we were there.  This was fun news to hear.  As we sat down and got comfortable, Sir brought up a serious question to me and our visiting puppy. 

Rufus was sitting with me as Sir asked him if he would like to be a part of our family also, to be a brother to me and become a part of the family.  I think Rufus was a bit shocked to hear this, he stopped and then lunged forward, giving Rubberasylum a huge hug, nodding and whimpering happily. 

I tried to be good,, sitting there but couldn't hold back as i hugged my new puppy brother, nuzzling and pawing at him, letting him go so he could go hug Wetsuit Jay also, the true Alpha of the family.  I was thrilled to have a brother, another puppy to be able to frolic with and share the amazing things that happen.  I was thrilled that Rufus accepted the offer! 

We all enjoyed a mellow night of movies before heading off to bed. Sir let Rufus come along also and we all settled down to catch some sleep before our excursion the next day, only a little bit of playful pawing and such between us 2 puppies before Sir told us to settle down or go to the kennel.

I woke up to find Sir had made coffee and i whimpered to be let out of my paws and hood.  Sir has told me i should never remove any of my gear without his approval, especially my paws and hood.  Only he should do that, period.  He let me out, telling me to get my things together also for the trip, also saying to grab a few things from the playroom. 

Rufus and i went to do our errands, running around the house getting things packed up and as soon as everything was in the car we were off.  We stopped at a few thrift stores on the way to the ferry and Rufus found a small wolf he wanted.  He didn't have any cash on him so Wetsuit Jay let him borrow 2 dollars to pay the man selling the wolftoy. As we all walked away Rufus Gave him a big hug, making the guy and others watching laugh playfully.  Rufus had his wolf dolly 

*grins*. 

Rufus took his wolf everywhere with him after that.

We made it to the cabin, unpacked and then were ordered back into our puppygear, allowed to play until it was time for our guests to arrive. 

Sir cooked with us 2 pups helping where we could and after a very nice meal we all retired to the living room to talk to the pup and his mate.  Moosepup lived on the same island we were on, and we talked a bit, getting to know the two of them, Rufus and i rolling around on the floor barking and playing in between answering questions with nods and yips, our guests getting to know Wetsuit Jay and Sir a bit better.  The rest of the night was spent hot tubbing and talking, Rufus and i allowed to wear wetsuits in the tub as we all got to know each other better.

To be continued....

~Rottie

Rottie gets Bent :)

Things have been crazy lately.  Deciding on the want of a new business venture for myself, birthday, visitors, the loss of someone important in many peoples lives, the list goes on.   During all of the chaos of the last month I let many things press off to the sidelines.  My Sir noticed signs that I was rather scattered and as his usual self did his best to make me feel better. I owe Him and Wetsuit Jay so much. They offer me a family and a loving home to call my own.  They are really wonderful guys. 

  I think I will start anew with the weekend of Halloween.  I was asked to stay in town by a group of my friends. They had gotten tickets to the "Bent Party" that was going to be held Saturday night.  I told Sir that I had plans in place (they had purchased tickets almost a month before the actual date) and I wouldn't be coming up to see Him.

He understood and even though He said he would miss me being with them, He understood and told me to have fun. 

The weekend started out rather crazy, others running all over the city to find the perfect outfits, others asking if they could borrow a few things from me to make their costumes complete, and me trying to shine up rubber and such so I looked like a proper puppy at the party. 

There was going to be a dinner served beforehand and as the time grew near everyone started to gather at Wolftales place.  There was flurry of activity as the guys in our group got their costumes on, me trying to help where I could until finally it was time for me to get dressed up.  Of course i chose to go as a rubberpuppy! 

As I got into my latex, the ones that had never seen this side of me started to take notice. I got into my catsuit in private then came out of the bedroom to utter silence as the 3 who had never seen this side of me looked on.  I think i might have taken them by surprise as I walked over to put on my boots and my latex trench coat, packing up my puppy hood and mitts for the journey into the city. 

We all took 2 cars into town, making it to the place the party was at and piled out.  The valet guys all took a second glance as we exited the car, one even asking "Where are you going to put your valet slip?" as I grinned inside my hood, giving him a playful "woof!", pointing at my codpiece.  We went into the building and were ushered downstairs where the other party goers were gathering.  It would be another 30 minutes or so until supper was to be served and our group mingled, walking around the room hearing playful barks and such as we passed others. 

There was a photographer there taking pictures for people so they would remember the night. I thought about doing this but decided that with a camera in tow already I wouldn't need one and started walking away. I walked by him and he stopped me, looking me over before he asked if he could take my picture anyways.  It was fun having him sit me down, telling me to pose just a certain way as he clicked the shots.  When it was over I went back to the table and sat down grinning from ear to ear. 

The supper was fun, the mayor of the city was there and he stopped by our table, joking with the pirate we had in our posse' before heading up to the podium to officially start the nights festivities.  We had our Halloween dinner, chatting with the ones around us and when it wrapped up we went upstairs to the main hall, finding many others dancing and enjoying the night. There was going to be a contest for the costumed ones, Best Group, Best Individual, and Best Bent. 

I wasn't in full gear as the prejudging group went by, hearing them ask a friend if he would be one of the 5 for "Best Bent".  I missed my chance to be in the contest!  As they took down his name and told him when he should go on stage I just stayed in my seat, I wasn't going to scramble to try and catch them.  Ank, a furry friend of mine was all smiles as they walked away.  "Lucky Doggie"  I told him as he stood there in motocross gear with his fursuit head and paws on. 

Looking at the other contestants, I was pretty sure he had a very good chance of taking first place.  After a drink we went down onto the dance floor, looking into the crowd, enjoying the fun atmosphere when Wolftales shouted over to me "Get into the dance beads!"  He had talked to the girl that was dancing on the platform, her body surrounded by shining beads that circled her body hung from the ceiling.  I told him absolutely not!  With that both her and him grabbed my paws, pulling me up to the platform, her telling me that I had to now, she didn't stop dancing to have me say no, and with that I stepped up, going inside the shining bead surround, swaying and gyrating as the music thumped away. 

I am not sure how long I was dancing for but it was amazingly fun!  Let me tell you, you cant see a thing beyond the shroud you're dancing inside when you do that!  When I stopped and poked my head out there was a group surrounding the platform, everyone gazing up at me as I stepped down, the dancer grabbing my paw telling me "You dance amazingly! I was worried when you went up there but, wow!"  Hearing that was the super ego boost!  I walked away as she went back to her catlike swaying, hearing whispers as I went to the bar. It was turning into a very very awesome night! 

Time flys when you're having fun and midnight was soon upon us all.  The announcer went on the mike saying the contest was to begin.  Everyone gathered around the stage watching as the chosen ones made it up onto the platform, walking down the runway, displaying their costumes before stopping in front of the 3 judges for a final glance.  We had quite a distinguished panel for judges. Portland Mayor Sam Adams along with KINK FM DJ Inessa and Byron Beck, Portland's very own "Perez Hillton" if you will.  The announcer called up everyone, sending them onstage and as she announced it was time for Best Bent we all got Ank in position, waiting to send him up on stage. And that's when it happened.

I felt a hurried tap on my shoulder and was asked if I would be in the competition also!  I just nodded my head and the person who asked my hustled me up to the announcer, telling me just to tell her my name when she motioned to me. In a flash I was standing beside her and told her just to announce my costume as a rubberpup.  She told the crowd the next contestant was a rubberpup and i walked down the catwalk, stopping at the end, turning around and bowing to applause and catcalls, walking back to the judges, seeing them all grinning as they looked me over. 

I bowed to them and woofed, turning to run down the stairs, disappearing into the crowd.  I didn't think anything more about it as we danced and flirted out on the floor until my friends grabbed my arm, telling me to get back onstage.  I looked around wondering what had happened and saw the party's announcer motioning for me to come.  As I jumped back onstage I was met with applause and laughter.  I won the Best Bent prize!  It was a perfect end to a perfect night!  I'm so happy I'm a rubberpup!  Opening the envelope I found $300.00 in gift certificates. 

Pretty awesome for going to a party where all I really wanted to do was just be a doggie and spend time with others who have open minds about such things.

*Wags*

~Rottie

Furry Convention Weekend

So much has elapsed since my last posting. 

My Sir has been very nice to me, letting me invite friends over to meet him and play.  This past weekend was a fine example.  There was a convention in Seattle that I go to every year.  Its a gathering of furries from around the US known as Rain Furrest. 

Ahhh you know now. Yes I am a fur among other things. 

Sir had asked if I was planning on visiting him and I told him I would most likely be at this convention.  He told me that I should go and have a good time, see my friends and frolic about.  I would call Rubberasylum fur-curious.  HE talked to others that were planning on being in town for this and had set up a play session for visiting friends to attend. 

When everything came together we had 12 heading off to His place.  the ride there was good, traffic was flowing well and as we cruised down the interstate we talked and laughed about the previous day spent fursuiting and dancing and bumping into others we didn't even know were going to be there. 

The excitement grew as we pulled off the main street heading to Sirs home.  When we pulled into the driveway there was a flurry of  bodies getting bags out of the back of the truck, all of us heading down into the basement, everyone looking around at the different stations set up by Rubberasylum for us to enjoy. 

He had 7 areas set up, 2 sleepsacks, my kennel, 3 bondage tables along with restraint chairs also.  there was allot of activity as people got geared up.  I took along my pupgear as did 3 others, everyone else brought along their fursuits.  There was quite a fun looking mix of leather, rubber and fur wandering around when all was said and done.  Sir had asked that I help host our guests and I was more than happy to  offer a paw. 

He helped me into my latex, locking on my hood as I sat in front of him.  That thrill will never get old, the sensation of the rubber engulfing me , hearing the zipper close, then feeling Him bring the collar around, securing it on my neck, letting me return to being a pup.  I felt so happy as I stood up.  today I would need my hands to help out so my mitts were taken off, I would need to be able to grab things,  "a helper pup"  Sir said as i wuffed and nodded. 

I learned how to properly use the inflatable sleepsack, securing a zentai covered form inside it, hearing the soft moans and grunts as I played with him, then turned my attention to another fur strapped down on the bondage table.  The furry pup completely trapped and helpless, laying there for me to "torture". I spent a bit of time working on him.  He was quite skilled at whimpering and struggling.  I can see why Sir enjoys such things, i have to admit it was an exciting sight seeing him squirm,,, only to realize there was no escape from the situation he allowed himself to be put into. 

Looking around the room i noticed a leatherpup cuffed inside my kennel.  He seemed lonely as he lay there naked, his whole body just waiting for some attention.  I knelt down, reaching through the steel bars, lightly tracing my fingers over his form  as he squirmed.  There were other furs standing about and I motioned for some help, after all, pups need such things!  By the time I stood back up there were 2 others teasing the poor doggie! 

On top of my kennel there is another station, a bed with humane restraints set up on it.  Attached to this  was another fursuiter.  He whimpered as i let my paw rub across him.  His body heat meeting my touch as i leaned over him, looking into his eyes.  I couldn't resist, and i reached down, gripping tightly onto his cock hearing him gasp as I stroked him slowly, his body tugging against his restraints as I played.  

I rotated from station to station, having a great time, looking at the others there as they also found fun ways to make the bound ones whimper and yelp.  Sir during this time found one particular fur interesting.  He had asked him how he was doing and was told "alright, but i don't see many things that are of my interest."  He was wanting something more along the lines of  whips i later found out. 

Sir grinned as he brought him into the playroom,  having him lay down, putting multiple  restraints on his arms and legs, taking extra  care to be sure he wasn't going to get out.  After he was satisfied with that he got out the Venus, setting it on a slow methodical setting as he put row after row of clothespins across the plaything laying in front of him. 

Whimpers were heard through the gag placed underneath the hood on this one.  He had asked for something Sir would gladly offer, a mix of pain and pleasure, something that strikes all the right buttons when it comes to Rubberasylum.  I had to stop and watch when the whimpers turned to yelps.  His body pulling against the cuffs locked on him as row after row of clothespins were removed. Sir looking down at him as he thrashed about, laughing at times at him.  It was an amazing experience to even be able to watch.

We played for about 4 hours that afternoon, everyone agreeing it was a great time.  As we wound down, letting the helpless ones free, we all talked and laughed.   I ran off to order pizza for a supper as Sir and the others cleaned up a bit.  Someone said I should answer the door in my puppygear and I saw a bit of an evil grin from Sir  as he thought about it.  He did let me out of my gear before the pizza got there.  I thank him for that. 

At the con I would have done it in an instant, but, well that's a different mindset completely.   Everyone thanked Wetsuit Jay and Rubberasylum for their hospitality before we left to go back to the con.  We talked even more on the ride back, everyone recalling their experiences, hoping that next year perhaps something could be planned again. 

Here's hoping Sir will let us come back.

~Rottie

A weekend to party! continued

...Laying down in the bed, Sir held me against himself as i drifted off.  It feels so good being a good puppy being able to enjoy almost everything that happens around you. 

Sunday morning came on quickly.  Waking up to Sir asking me if I was going to sleep all day I hopped out of bed still all puppy geared up and ran off to Wetsuit Jays room.  I jumped up on his bed, getting a nice ear rubbing as his cats looked on, wondering why this thing had invaded their space! 

After wuffing a good morning to him I made it to the kitchen helping cook and clean so everyone could eat.  Slowly the guests all came in, talking amongst each other over coffee, helping out where they could, before the meal was served. 

I was going to have to leave today, no extra time off for me, my schedule didnt allow it but for now I had the rest of the day to play.  With breakfast finishing up I went off to my other morning chores, picking up around the house a bit, making my Sirs and Wetsuit Jays beds, saying good morning to everyone as I passed them, happy to be doing things that helped out. 

Sir caught up with me after I had finished gathering up glasses and such in the den and asked if I had brought my rubber gear with me.  I told him I had. "Go put it on pup" he said. And that was all it took! I ran upstairs and got out my latex, gathering up my paws and socks, runing back downstairs so Sir could lock my hood on.  He put in my gag and led me to the bondage table telling me I had been a very good puppy all weekend and i deserved a reward. 

Saying this he pressed me down onto the table and put the blindfold on my hood, then secured down my ankles, slowly, teasingly moving to my stomach then wrists, making sure every strap was just right before moving to all the straps in between, making absolutley sure I was secured and helpless.  He had me in a gasmask already, but he checked the straps, making sure it was sealed, pulling the straps tighter as i whimpered softly, unable to see or speak, his hands stroking over all of me just before he grabbed the tube atached to the mask,, sealing it shut, watching me react as i tensed and struggled, every strap doing its job, holding me in place as my cock throbbed.  

Rubberasylum wasnt going to let this escape his attantions either. I felt him begin to stroke me, my hips trying to press into his warm grasp as he pleasured me.  Then he stopped and I felt the venus start sucking me into itself.  The squeezing and caressing pushing me on further as Sir made sure it was fully on me, letting it work my cock as he came up by my head.  I never got to see any of what he was doing but soon after I felt a rush of poppers coming into the gasmask. There was nothing I could do as breath after breath brought them to me. I laid there helpless as my mind began to slowly spin, my body feeling the rush of them flooding into me. I moaned out only to find my breathing become restricted, struggling to draw in a breath as Rubberasylum laughed. 

He moved again, leaving me like this and i felt something smack my balls!  Tap after tap, the tempo increasing along with the pressure until i whimpered and tried to tug away, pressing my legs together against the hold of the straps.  Sir stopped and I heard a rustling beside the table.  Right after I felt more straps tug on me, my legs being secured open, stopping any hindrance that I might try from him having complete access to me!  He grabbed my balls and I felt him squeeze,, my body squirming as i whined louder and louder.  Sir gave me another dose of the poppers,, settling me down as I floated on the rush, my body relaxing again as the venus worked over my hard puppycock.  I was in heaven! 

Sir kept me on the edge, playing with me, pushing me further and further as he tested my limits.  He would approach a barrier and slowly press me through it, leaving me on a new plateau.  I was completely his by this point, whatever he wanted to do was alright with me, I had found a place where, even being without any control over what might happen to me, i was in heaven!  I still dont know how long I was kept as his plaything, all i know is that for an end to a weekend, I couldnt find any other way I would want it to happen.

Sir let me up eventually, my spent body being unstrapped and gently lifted up, the gasmask removed from my hooded head letting me breathe easily as he held me.  I was a bit shaky as I tried to stand up but i was thrilled!  the experience of going to such lengths was beyond any fantasy i could have imagined!  I went and got a shower, getting my bearings back and then started getting all of my things together for the ride home.  Rubberasylum checked in on me many times as I was taking things out to my car, asking me if i was alright, stopping me one time, asking if I REALLY was alright, if he had gone too far with his actions earlier.

 I could only smile as I told him it was an experience that I had been waiting for forever. I assured him I was beyond fine with what he had shared with me, and that I couldnt wait for my next visit to see what he had in his plans for me.

I drove home listening to the radio, thinking about my weekend.  Happy thoughts of good friends revisited, being able to meet others I would call friends now, still riding on the natural high of being led to new things and conquering them, the experience leaving me wanting more..... 

The way a pup should be, right?

~Rottie

A weekend to party!

Last weekend my Trainer had his NorthWest Rubber Party.  I wanted to get away from work for a few extra days but my schedule didn't allow for that so I made my way to Him Friday night.

I arrived to find the house full of guests! There were some from as far away as France, and others that were local, some Canadian, along with many that I have had the pleasure of meeting before in my journey with Rubberasylum and Wetsuit Jay. 

My Trainer greeted me at the door with his usual shining smile, giving me a tight hug, sending me off to his room with my bags introducing people along the way. I got everything situated there and then made my way through the crowd, greeting new faces, saying hello to friends I have had the pleasure of already knowing, finding Sir in the den, cavorting with the crowd there. 

I sat down on the floor beside him and he told me to go get undressed and get my puppy hood. My smile gave away my happiness as I ran off to get it. Back to being a pup, I was thrilled but feeling a bit shy also.  So many new faces and all I would have is my hood on.  I went and retrieved my hood, bringing it down to Sir, sitting in front of him, handing it to him with shaking paws. 

He looked at me, motioning up and down my body "whats this?" he said "I believe I told you to get undressed."  I looked down embarrassed letting a whimper escape my lips. He scolded me "pups don't get to choose such things, now get undressed." 

I stood up, slowly taking off my shirt not looking around then unbuttoned my pants letting them fall, finally, and I know I had to be blushing, taking off my underwear.  Rubberasylum grinned as he looked at me, it wasn't meant to be mean, I could see he was proud of me.  He had me turn around and kneel as He put my hood on.  It was amazing smelling the rubber as it encased my head, feeling it grip to my skin as he zipped it closed.  He gave me a hug after he fastened the collar around my neck.  It was wonderful! 

I sat there for a bit enjoying his company as he petted over my head, hearing him talking to the ones in the room.  Its good to be a rubberpup!  Sir motioned for me to move after a bit, He had things he needed to take care of so as he walked away I went to see some other pups that were there.  We hugged and yipped at each other, pawing playfully giving each other a happy nuzzling before I would wander to the next person. 

I saw friends that I hadnt seen in years there. I was so embarrassed as I walked past one person hearing my name called out. I waved and wuffed as I went by on my way and as I went back past where Tazzit was sitting, I heard him say "he must not remember me".  I stopped and looked at him trying to place where I might know him from and he said "You've played with me before."  I blinked and ran over to him giving him a big hug.  I hadn't seen him in years but it all came back. 

When I first came to Oregon he invited me over to play!  It was awesome seeing him again!  I broke puppy code and talked to him for quite a while hearing what each of us was up to.  This was going to be a great party!  Not just a gathering of individuals but a group that all in a way knew each other, good company to spend a wonderful time with.  That evening as I got ready for bed I ran my mitted paws over my head, the rubber lightly squeaking as I did so, the scent and its wonderful snugness making me grin as I laid down to rest.

The next morning was a blur of activity! I got up and whimpered at Sir to let me out of my gear so I could have a bit of coffee and be able to help him with breakfast duties.  He teases me allot, standing in front of me as I paw at him, telling me that pups don't really need hands, and if I cant hold onto a coffee cup, then why would I need my hood off, but he usually lets me out so I can start off the day. 

He took my paw in his hands and loosened the straps, freeing my hands then gently unlatched my collar, pulling my hood off.  He's very careful when he does this, and i have been scolded for reaching up to take it off myself.  I am a pup and I sometimes forget that I belong to my Trainer, He controls if I should be out of my gear.  He takes that very seriously! 

I went to the kitchen and cleaned up some of the dishes that were there then started cooking the bacon for everyone to eat.  A doggie doing his duties helping out in his home.  Being a pup goes way beyond the play times they get.  You have been accepted into a family as their pet and its only fair you try to help and do what you can to show your appreciation for the honor you've been given by helping your Sirs with the chores. 

I asked Rubberasylum if there were other things that needed to be done and he said a trip to the store was in order for snacks and a few other items.  I told him I would gladly do this and also asked if 2 of my friends could come for a visit.  Trake wanted to come by with his friend.  Sir told me that would be fine and as I ran off to get dressed to go to the store, a flurry of texts shot back and forth between Trake and myself getting everything in order for when he would show up. 

Wetsuit Jay had to work through the weekend and I wanted to get him something to show that he would be missed. I picked him up a present at the store, leaving it on his bed when I got back home.  Hes a great man and I owe him so much for letting me into His and Rubberasylums life as a pup.  After things were all unpacked and put away Sir had me back in my pupgear.  Before he pressed the gag into my muzzle I asked if it would be alright for me to be freed when my friends arrived.  He nodded and sent me on my way to play.  I went down to the den and peeked into the playroom then hopped up on the couch getting petted and talked to, only able to bark when trying to answer.  Its so amazing being a dog. 

When Trake and Val arrived I ran up to Rubberasylum whimpering and pawing at my muzzle, wanting to be able to talk. Sir shook his head no and when I motioned I was naked he sighed and put his hands on his hips.  "You want clothes on too?" he said and i covered my crotch with my paws, nodding.  He gave me a bit of an evil grin and got a rubber jock out, tossing it at me. "There, you can cover yourself with that, now you're not naked, now go answer the door." 

I was blushing so hard when I went to the door, unable to speak and clad only in the form fitting jock as I brought the two inside.  Both of them smiling as they looked me over hearing me only able to grunt and wuff past the gag still in my muzzle.  I took them to Sir and he took out my gag telling me I could speak but also warning me that the jock was the only thing that was allowed as clothing. 

This was a new experience for Val and he had a fun time talking and even playing a little bit with Trake.  Hes shy and its so cute when you talk him into trying something. I picked out some restraints from the playroom and as we talked to each other I began to put them on him, making sure they were snug but not too tight even putting a rubber collar around his neck before laying him across the bed getting out clips to secure him down.  He didn't mind at all only asking that we stay a bit private and we all had fun as we playfully tortured him. 

They stayed through supper eating with us all and reluctantly left, having made former plans with others telling me they definitely would enjoy coming back!  I bid them a good evening and finished cleaning the kitchen as Sir entertained his guests.  When everything was back in order Sir took me to his bedroom where he had his Aquala suit laid out.  Its a fine piece of gear, turned into a straitjacket suit that honestly is inescapable once inside. 

He told me to put it on , helping as the rubber covered my whole body.  He secured the straps over my arms cinching them down tight then took me to the playroom pointing at the bondage bed telling me to sit.  I jumped up as best I could and squirmed into position as he secured down my legs proceeding to my waist and chest, locking the bindings over me.  He whispered in my ear telling me I was going to be that way for a while as he rubbed over my encased form, my squirming body there as his plaything.  He had me whimpering, my whole being completely controlled by him as he teased and played.

I don't know how long I was that way but every second was bliss as I tried to struggle, the scene ending with him putting a relentless vibrating pad over my cock, letting it drive me insane as I moaned in pure bliss, Him leaving me that way as I tried to hump against it!  I slept very well that night!

To be continued for sure!  *wags!*

~Rottie

Beware the unknown

...As I made my way to Wetsuit Jay and Rubberasylums door I felt nervous and actually afraid.  The last visit I had made weighed heavily on my mind to the point of me questioning if I could or even should continue my training. I rang the doorbell, waiting for someone to answer, and when Rubberasylum opened the door I saw a look of compassion and concern as he hugged me and welcomed me inside. I walked in,,, my eyes avoiding his,,, I had many questions and concerns I needed to discuss with my Trainer, I felt hurt and honestly was worried that maybe I had upset Him to the point of possibly not wanting me either.


    Its been a while since I  posted anything in my blog. There are many reasons for this, some regarding my work schedules as of late, but the brunt of the reason being a set of circumstances that came about from my request to delve deeper into my training.  To be trained as a pup takes allot of effort from both yourself and you Trainer. Beyond the helping with the home that I have been invited into, and beyond the physical training comes the need to trust and be open with the one you are training with. Be it your Master or the one you call your Dominant, there is a need to have a bond of deep trust in both your physical and mental well being.

I have been able to trust Rubberasylum when we play, he instilled that feeling of safety in me the first time I was invited to a party he was having. He had no expectations or demands when I was there, but offered to let me play under his watchful eye to make sure no harm of any sort would come to me. Trust on an emotional level is harder for me to garner however. Ive not let many people break through the walls I have put up in my mind. Very few will ever get to see what dwells in the recesses in there, the fears, the desires, the things I have pushed away, not wanting to contemplate until whatever the issue might be comes to fruition. Along those lines, building trust emotionally doesn't come easily to me, its something that takes allot of work. When I asked to go deeper into training I wasn't ready for this to come into play.
 
   When this happened, and my Trainer did indeed take me to the next level of trust that a puppy needs, I was shocked when we talked and I was faced with some very tough questions. Nothing bad was told to me nor was anything really said that should have upset me, it was just questions I didn't want to think of. Things I had filed away in the back of my mind and blocked myself from thinking of because I didn't like the outcome I had foreseen. When it happened I felt that He had no business even thinking of questioning what I had done in regards to this subject, It was personal to me alone and no one had any right to ask anything about it, period. When I left after this happened, all I felt was a coolness that over the next few weeks kept growing.

That brings me back to being at my Trainers door.

Sir asked me to follow him to his room when I had my things brought inside. I followed him and he closed the door behind us, asking me if I was alright.  I looked and told him I was alright but I needed to talk to him about how I felt.  He said we could talk right now if needed, but I said it was alright to wait. There was a pup I knew named Rufus visiting and as we made our way to the playroom and I looked in I saw him sleeping in my kennel.

I must give my Trainer credit, He does like having other pups around for me to spend time with. 

Rubberasylum smiled telling me Rufus asked when I might show up and that I should go say hello to him. We talked a bit, me sitting outside the kennel then Sir motioned me over to himself telling me to get my pupgear.  I went and got my hood, grinning as He pulled it onto my head, smelling the rubber as he tightened it onto me. Oh the bliss of feeling His hands transforming me into a puppy. I had forgotten how much I longed to feel this way and as He opened the kennel and let me in it with Rufus I began to remember exactly why I loved coming to see Wetsuit Jay and Him. It was the feeling of safety and happiness knowing I was accepted and wanted here.

Rufus and I got to play a bit before it was time to eat. Growling and pawing at each other, snuggling in my kennel, Rubberasylum watching us, laughing at times as we frolicked. We had a good dinner made by Sir that everyone enjoyed, followed later in the evening with hottubbing. A nice end to the day. That evening I slept with Sir in his room. A pup forgets how nice it is to snuggle up to another in their gear as they sleep. Its moments like that, feeling content and happy with everything that makes being a pup so wonderful.

The next morning found me rested, feeling a bit frisky really. As I pressed in closer to Rubberasylum I couldn't help but grind against his leg, whimpering softly as I pawed over his chest.  Sir told me to be a good pup, he pushed me back away from him gently as he got up, leaving me still whining on the bed, telling me to keep my paws away from my locked up sheath. He was very kind to me though, he asked if I would like a cup of coffee as he went to the kitchen. I yipped and nodded at him as he went to the kitchen. Sometimes its nice to get a treat like that. 

Rufus had stayed the night also and we both made our way to the kitchen talking about what each of us had planned.  It was a mellow morning, Wetsuit Jay caught me downstairs after my shower telling me good bye, that he had to go to work.  I wished him a fun day as he walked to his car, I would have to leave before he would be back, but still, it was good seeing him.  It felt nice having him tell me it was good to see me again. I have a good family here.

Rufus and I talked a bit, getting reacquainted, finding out what we had been up to before he had to pack his things and be on his way. He had plans to meet some other friends in the area but he said he had a great time. I had a feeling he would find it fun meeting Sir and Wetsuit Jay *wags*. After he left, Sir said we could play but I really wanted to talk to him. I sat down in front of him on the floor and he patted the couch beside him telling me I could be on the furniture. I sat down and laid my head in his lap, looking up at him. I told him why I had reacted the way I did after my last visit, not talking to him and I explained why. He let me figure out why I felt the way I did on my own, listening as he petted over me. 

As we continued to talk, me finally letting some of my hidden truths out to him I began to cry. He had touched on something I feared, something I dreaded the thought of.  To be able to trust him with my feelings and secrets made me feel like a huge weight had been lifted off me.  We sat for a few hours like that just talking. Hes an amazing man.

When I got my composure back about me Sir asked if i might still want to play. I looked at the clock and thought about the time. It was a little before noon and I had to be back home that evening for work. I took about half a second to answer Him, grabbing my hood and paws!  He laughed and told me to follow him to the playroom, choosing his sleepsack telling me to go to his bedroom. I took the sack and ran upstairs, putting it on the bed.

I was beside myself as he told me to lay down in it, feeling him pull the leather around my arms,, closing them in the sleeves, next hearing the main zipper start to close, the leather tightening around my legs as he travelled up my body, slowly sealing me inside it. As he reached the top of the sack he turned his attention to the straps, buckling them a bit more snugly around me. It was pure bliss feeling myself so tightly held. Sir opened up the front pulling my puppycock out, stroking me slowly as i tried to hump into his hand. It felt so amazing, trapped as I was toyed with.

He edged me, rotating from doing some things on his computer, listening to me whimper, coming back over only to let me get so close before walking away again and again. It was almost a torture!  I wanted to cum!  Finally after over an hour of playing with me, Sir started stoking me furiously, I was panting by this point, the leather was so hot and tight! It felt amazing and so restrictive all at once.  I was humping into his hand as hard as I could! Sir then released his grip,, leaving me panting, laying trapped in the sleepsack, laughing as he opened the top, letting the cool air rush in against me,,, letting one of my arms loose, telling me I had been good and I could paw myself off.

Immediately I took things into paw, grunting loudly as I shot over my stomach, finally laying back, as Sir gave me a pat on the head telling me i was a good puppy.

~Rotty




   

 

Going further as a pup..

My last visit to my Trainer was a very important one to me.  I had asked that he take me further as a pup but this also meant that I needed to make some hard decisions about myself also.  My life until this point has really been dictated by me alone.  Many things that I wanted I worked hard for, creating the life that I was comfortable in.  

My livelihood depends on me making decisions, dictating how a project will proceed, directing workers on what they should do throughout their workday, but now I have found I need to allow another to direct me.  Listening to their orders, not taking things as mere suggestions when told to do things.  This is a hard concept to grasp after years of being the one in control. 

There is so much more to being a pup beyond the obvious.

It was a wonderful feeling when I finally pulled up in front of my Trainer and his Sirs home again. It had been 3 weeks since my last visit, I had been faithful to his orders of being sheathed when away from Him and was so looking forward to being out of it again. 

Rubberasylum and my Master had talked and agreed that I wouldn't be allowed to cum unless I was being trained with Sir.  I had whimpered when this was told to me but how could I argue against a decision made between both of the dominant ones in my life? 

As I reached the door a feeling of excitement came over me.  It was time to be a pup again, but first I was told that Sir and I needed to have a serious talk.  This scared me.  I have tried to be a good doggie for Him but I also knew I had failed at times.  My dominant side pushing through, questioning his authority that I had offered to him when he allowed me to be his dog. 

I rang the doorbell and heard Wetsuit Jay and Rubberasylum talking.  "Hes only a half hour late" was said as footsteps came down the stairs and the door was opened.  Sir greeted me with a smile and a big hug, it was so nice being back with my family.  We said our hellos and I brought in my bags, settling down in the kitchen for supper.  I was told there was going to be visiting pups tomorrow and I had asked if a great friend of mine could stop by who was travelling through the city which Sir had agreed to.  The weekend was going to be wonderful!

We finished our meal and we retired to the den.  Sir told me to get into my puppygear, sitting me down in front of him he said it was time for me to listen.  The dreaded talk he had spoken of earlier in the week.  I really had no idea what we were needing to discuss.  There were so many things I had thought of.  It wasn't as bad as what my mind had mulled over since he had said we needed a talk.  It was about my attitude and how I reacted to his orders and about what I truly wanted as a pup in my training. 

I had said things, not meant to be hurtful but they had been, and I had complained about some orders I had been given.  Not all of them, but there were some specific ones that had touched a nerve.  Looking back it seems foolish, I reacted without thinking, and this needed to stop.  Sir is always diplomatic in regards to me.  He knows that there is very little that I know about being a true puppy and he has held my hand, leading me slowly into learning what is proper and what isn't. 

Now since I had asked to go deeper he told me what it meant.  I needed to trust him completely, I needed to not be a bad dog and rebel against his orders, and that's what they were when he told me to do things, not suggestions but orders.  There was allot of actions that he stated, things I didn't consciously realize I had done that were disrespectful to him.  He asked me what exactly I wanted from my training.  That he didn't know how to read me, that I was a guarded pup and he himself couldn't really proceed unless I truthfully answered him.

What was I seeking to find in this?  The more I thought about that, the clearer it became.  I wanted the freedom to trust someone else completely.  I wanted to feel safe letting another have control, even if only for a short while, and not worry about being hurt in the process.  To realize this came as a bit of a shock to me, my training wasn't all about being controlled or kept as a pup, it was about trust more than anything.  I also realized that another goal was to find and allow a side of me free that I had buried years ago.  to free the part of me that longs to submit completely to another. 

Not as a slave, but as a dog who looks up to his Owner, wanting only to please them, to hear words of praise after doing something, not because ordered to but because they know that it pleases the one they have been given the joy of serving.  It was a revelation to me.  Learning in that instant that my goals revolved around pleasing others, something that I had tucked far away, afraid to let free for fear of being hurt by my actions. 

We finished our talk, both of us happier and better able to proceed.  My training would intensify but it didn't scare me now, I knew completely that I wanted this more than ever now and I had 2 wonderful men in my life, my Master and my Trainer that would lead me down this path, showing me how to succeed in what I truly wanted.  I got to sleep in Rubberasylums bed that night after he offered me the choice.  As He patted the covers I wuffed happily getting up beside him snuggling under the covers.  It felt so good as I fell asleep, laying there as a pup without a care in the world, able to be content with everything as the day ended.

   To be continued.....


~Rottie

Seattle Pride, Day 3... and More

Sleeping Dogs....

... As I relaxed in my kennel my Trainer and Wetsuit Jay played with Hawk above me. I could hear his grunts and panting as they toyed with him, all 3 enjoying each other as I was left in my kennel.  I struggled a bit against my restraints seeing if there was a way to free myself. My paws were free, I could reach the shelf behind me where the keys were kept and soon I had found what I needed, the overlooked keys that would open the humane restraints AND my kennel door!  Amid the laughter of Rubberasylum and the others in the room I triumphantly unlocked my cage door and crawled free.


  I nosed my Trainer and hugged him, happy to be out of my cage then wandered around the dungeon, looking at the other fun things that were in there. A certain hood caught my attention. It was leather with only mouth and nose holes, nicely padded.  I made up my mind to ask if that night I could wear it to bed.  After Hawk was sufficiently abused we all made our way to the den, socializing and talking of the next days activities.


The group of us were going back into Seattle to meet friends and wander around at the epicenter of the festival. It was said that I would go as a pup and the others made their choices for what to wear.  After that was settled my Sir told me to get my sheath again and bring it to him.  When I got back to him with it, thinking he would leave me free from it, He told me to put it back on. I whimpered and pawed at him, not wanting it back on.  He watched and sternly told me get it back on, dogs don't have any say in such things.  Slowly I put it back together, my freedom short lived and as i locked it back together feeling it holding me once again, I wuffed softly enjoying the control it gave my Trainer over me.


 I was allowed to run around the house in my regular clothes until bedtime. Rubberasylum then told me to put on a suit to sleep in. I picked my Orca wetsuit and put it on, it felt so nice and tight, and then I asked Sir if i could wear the isolation hood. He grinned and nodded giving my trapped cock a playful swat sending me to go get it.  As he tightened it down over my head I couldn't help but throb in my chastity. I fell asleep so excited and happy to be a well cared for pet.


   The next morning found me awake and frisky.  I pawed at Rubberasylum, still blind in the hood, hoping to get him to play with me.  He responded by telling me that it was way to early to be awake and to go back to bed.  I whined softly and snuggled in against him, trying to fall back asleep, not succeeding but was a good boy leaving him to rest.  We all got up a while later and had a good breakfast.  Rubberasylum can cook awesomely!  We finished our meal, then got ready for our outing.  I got into my puppy gear, Sir wore his latex suit and Hawk chose pvc for the day.  Everyone piled into the car and we were off to Seattle City Center. 


We wandered about looking at the displays, getting a bite to eat and enjoying the looks and smiles from the ones we passed. It felt good being a pup out in the open, able to enjoy my Trainers company, meeting new people, controlled but completely happy knowing I was a well cared for puppy.  We played in the fountain a bit to cool off and when walking around had many pictures taken with curious onlookers. Makes a doggie wonder how many blogs he and his Trainer ended up in after the day.  On the way back to the parking garage we passed some police officers by their cars.  One of them yelled " Hey, come here " after I had passed.  Instantly I wondered what I had done as I turned to go to him.  He looked me over then asked if it was hot in my gear.  I nodded my head and barked at him making him and his partner laugh.  Seattle is a good city! 


As we headed back home we talked about the weekend.  We all made our way into the house and I started gathering up my things for the journey home.  I said my good byes, sorry to have to go but Sir had one last thing to do before I could leave.  He went and got a ziptie, taking the lock off my sheath, replacing it with that.  I whimpered and asked him if I would be allowed to take my cage off anytime soon.  He grinned and shook his head no.  I was owned.  All of me belonged to him and I was going to have to deal with it.  I had told Sir that there was a trip coming up for me and he wanted to make sure that flying wouldn't be an issue.  It was going to be challenging, I'm a shy pup and doing something like that, I was hoping I would be able to actually do it. 


That was what I had asked for, maybe in a way, begged for when the contract was signed.  He chuckled as he looked into my eyes; I know he saw my dismay but he gave me a tender hug, giving my head a gentle petting before I left.  It would be a while til I would be able to visit again, there was a drive across the country coming up and then a visit with family.  Feeling a bit sad that there wouldn't be any time with my Trainer and his mate in the near future, I went to my car and started the journey home.


Its now only a few days before I will again be back with my family.  I'm looking forward to it so much!  I have asked my Trainer to take me further as his pup, I want to give myself up to him a bit more, to know the feeling of complete control taken by him.  I have been a pushy dog, testing my Trainers limits, at times even tho I didn't mean to, being rude and complaining about his orders. I asked that he push back in ways to make me understand my place.  He has been talking to my Master about this, finding out His feelings on this training, taking me deeper into what I know I want in my heart as a puppy. 


I asked to be hooded and gagged, restrained to the point of no escape, made into a plaything for him, my whimpers ignored as I struggle, not knowing what he has planed beyond this point.  I've had many fantasies about being used, unable to fight against whatever might happen to me, knowing that I will not be freed until the one in control decides that I should be allowed my freedom again.  Its a rather big request. One I have put allot of thought into and have decided that, even if it may seem unbearable at times, scary to the point of begging for release, that I want this. 


This coming weekend may hold many situations that I never contemplated. I am excited and afraid at the same time. 


Time will tell, Friday is here...


~Rottie

Response From Trainer: i.e. "Pride Weekend"

Pups and Trainers,

Rottie shall be out of town this week visiting family, so in the interest of the pup's required weekly posting I would like to share a group of pictures that were taken of Rottie and I during the pride weekend...

The insane captions on a few of them are nothing more than my twisted sense of humor that the pup is forced to deal with :)

All pictures are copyright M. Ranweiler, and we thank him for manning his camera during Rottie's well earned playtime...

"OK Mr Demille, I am ready or my closeup"

"The Pupeh Needed a Bath, This Really was A Good Thing"

"Hmm, Something Smells Like Wet Dog..."

"So We Meet Again Mr. Bond"

"He Does the Greatest Michael Jackson impression... Go ahead, Rottie, Strike a pose"

"Comon Lassie, Timmy went this way..."

"Why Do Rottweilers always draw white trash?"

"If I ever see you hanging out with that element again..."

*Rottie has himself a three legged stalker who foresees a Rottweiler baby daddy in her future*

*Forcing your kid to take a picture with the perverts... An important step in every healthy child's development*

*Pup and Trainer together, a wonderful outing*

He is an amazing pup, he has a long way to go, but has proved time and time again that he is capable...

He is now asking to go deeper. We shall now explore the concept of rewards and punishments...

And the cane scares him to no end. One must be careful what one asks for...

Rottie should be back in two weeks, with that, I bid you goodnight...

~Rubberasylum

Pride Weekend Continued... Day 2

I woke up Saturday feeling very horny. I wasn't let out of my sheath and I didn't know if I would be either. This thought made me all the more worked up and I couldn't stand it anymore! I rolled over and pawed and whimpered at my Sir wanting to get his attention. 

He slowly rolled on his side and looked at me, giving my head a gentle pat as he smiled looking at his puppy.  He asked me if I had slept well and I barked and nodded my head as I moved a bit closer to Him, rubbing my sheath against his leg. It felt so good just doing that, feeling his warmth against my balls as I throbbed in my cage. 

I pawed at him as he rolled onto his stomach, enjoying my whimpers as I pressed against him a bit tighter... I could hardly stand it anymore, I wanted him to let me out so badly!  Slowly I got up and moved on top of Him pressing myself against His body my sheathed dogcock rubbing against His rear, my paws holding onto him tightly, grinding against Him as I grunted and whined. 

He instantly told me I was a bad dog but I didn't care at that moment.  I wanted to show him I needed out of my sheath!  It was driving me crazy!  After about 30 seconds he told me to get down, that I had pushed my bounds, pups should never take that kind of dominant initiative with their Trainers or Masters and if it ever, ever happened again he would give me a punishment I wouldn't forget. 

He told me to go make coffee for everyone as I slowly moved off of him, everyone in the house was beginning to wake up and would appreciate having it ready for when they made it into the kitchen.  Rubberasylum took off my hood and paws before I left his room and still in my puppysuit I went to get coffee and my day going. 

WetsuitJay and Rubberasylum had to work today but there were plans to make it into Seattle to have lunch and enjoy some of the festivities for Pride.  We had also decided that we would do a bit of shopping.  Seattle has some fun businesses to check out, it would be a full day! 

Before my Sir left for work he told me to plan and have dinner ready for when He and Wetsuit Jay got home.  I nodded and wuffed at him as he told me that anything would do, that he knew I had quite an aversion to cooking, even takeout would suffice as long as there was something to eat.  As I went about my morning chores, making the beds, cleaning up dishes, straightening up the playroom, I planned what I was going to bring home.

I made it to the store along with Hawk, another pup that was staying for the weekend and picked up some supplies.  We needed soda and some other items for the house and I wanted to show my Trainer and His Sir that I appreciated being a part of the family.  It felt good knowing I could contribute with things that we would use, just helping out a little bit. 

The plans for supper had been finalized also so we picked up a few things for that then headed back to the house to unpack everything then got all ready to head into town.  The festival was just picking up as we sat down for lunch.  There were stands for everything set up, little stores to check out, cute guys to look at, the day was going awesomely already! 

We went to the fetish stores just looking for things that might be fun.  The first one was a bust, nothing very interesting, but the second one, Doghouse Leathers was a treasure find!  Its a smaller store but everything they have would work for playing, no matter what you might be into!  It was great being able to see playsuits and restraints and other neat things all set out.  Our day was fun enjoying good company and talking to people that Hawk and his Mate, MNWetsuit knew. 

We got back home and I started dinner.  I was going to surprise my trainer and his Sir by actually cooking.  He had told me in previous conversations that I didn't have to, that He understood I loathed cooking.  It would definitely be a surprise!  I made steaks and baked potatos and grilled asparagus.  Rubberasylum and Wetsuit Jay were very surprised!  As we sat down to eat my Sir looked over and said he was very happy with me.  Just hearing that praise made making the meal worth the effort.  I was probably the happiest pup ever at that moment!

After the table was cleared and dishes were washed we went down to the playroom.  I was put into my full pupgear and told to get into my kennel.  Rubberasylum told me again how proud he was with supper and said I deserved a treat.  I was never so excited as hen he unlocked my sheath letting me go!  I asked him if I could wear a gas mask for the evening and he nodded yes, it was going to be a fun night! 

He zipped up the hood securing the gas mask on me and told me to get in my kennel.  Locking restraints onto my ankles and securing my paws He brought out the Venus.  As it puled my cock inside the tube all I could do was squirm and grunt. It felt so good finally being out of my chastity cage! 

He toyed with me, playing with the machines settings, placing his hand over the air inlet on the mask, every moment making me more and more excited as I struggled against the restraints unable to stop anything he wanted to do to me.  He kept me restrained for a long time, finally letting one of my paws free, letting me paw myself in front of him.  When I shot it felt electric! 

I grunted and panted through the gas mask as my whole body tensed, lost in the bliss of the moment finally laying still in my kennel, happily spent.....

To be continued...

~Rottie