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| 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
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