Doghood

Chapter 2

Training

Sitting at his desk, Brian rubbed his cock as he watched a live video feed from his phone. His dog, Dingus, was pacing back and forth inside his cage on all fours. It had been about two weeks now since he abducted David and turned him into his bitch. Footsteps were approaching him as he turned his phone off and went back to work.

“Hey Brian, do you have a minute?” Luke, his co-worker asked.

“Yeah, what’s up?” Brian replied.

“Have you by chance heard anything about David? I know that you guys had that office rivalry going on and thought that you might have heard something.” Lukes’s voice was filled with concern.

“No, it’s a shame that he just left like that. I’ve been asking around and no one seems to have heard anything about him.” Brian shook his head in disbelief.

“Dang that really is a shame. Thanks, tho I appreciate it. Oh, the boss asked to see you in her office.”

“Oh yeah no problem and thank you I’ll make my way there now.” Brian stood up making sure his bulge wasn’t noticeable.

*Knock Knock*

Brian entered the boss’s office and smiled at her.

“Afternoon Boss, Luke told me you asked to see me?”

“Ah Brian just the man I was looking for. Come on in and take a seat.” Linda smiled and pointed down at the chair in front of her desk.

Brian closed the door behind him and sat down.

“As you may have known, David is no longer working with us. I wanted to ask if you heard anything from him recently?” Linda asked with concern.

“Unfortunately, no, it’s been a few days since I last texted him and he hasn’t responded. May I ask if you heard anything? Its just so strange.” Brian replied with concern and curiosity.

“Actually, yes, A few weeks ago he sent me text tell me that he was quitting his position with us and that he wouldn’t be coming back into the office.”

“What? That is so strange not even a phone call or at least come in person? It just seems so unprofessional.” Brian replied with a stern voice.

“That was my thoughts exactly. It was just so out of character for him and although I am disappointed in his choices there really isn’t anything I can do at this point. I would like to ask that you keep this between us it’s a shame to lose him like this but that is just how things go I guess.” Linda said with a sad voice.

“I understand and this will stay between us.” Brian gave a half smile.

“Also, I had another reason why I asked you hear. Not sure if you heard but a few months ago our Senior Director was promoted to VP and a new position opened up. You’ve been a reliable asset to our company, and we wanted to extend this offer to you!” Linda smiled at Brian.

“WHAT! Oh, my this is quite the shock! Yes, I accept. Thank you so much for this opportunity!” Brian was almost jumping out of his seat like a kid in a toy store.

“Perfect! We are pleased to have you join us and congratulations!” Linda replied.

               That night Brian went home with the widest grin, his face was cramping from how much he was smiling. Once he got home, he took his shoes off and made his way to his room and opened his closet. Dingus was sleeping in his cage. He turned on the light and knelt.

“Hey there pup! Did you miss your Master?” Brian spoke to his pet like a baby.

He tapped on the steel bars startling Dingus awake.

“Look at that sleepy head, did you get some good rest, boy?”

David’s arms and legs were still wrapped in the tape and medical wrap as he struggled to get on all fours. He wore a dog tail that plugged his hole, it was strapped in with a leather harness that prevented him from pushing it out. On all fours his balls were tightly bound with rope that pushed them down swinging back and forth as he turned around to greet his owner.

“Oh, what a good boy, Dingus! Wag that tail just like Master taught you.” Brian barked the order out.

Dingus began to shake his ass as the tail shook from side to side.

“Fuck look at what a good boy you are! So happy to see me. Are you ready to come out?”

With a half-hearted bark Dingus let out a woof.

“Woof” Barked Dingus.

Brian opened the cage and clipped a leash onto Dingus’s collar and gave it a yank.

“Come on boy! Dingus waddled behind him at a slow pace still getting use to walking on all fours. Brian gave him a few Wacks on the ass with a cane to encourage him to move faster. Wincing from the pain, Dingus was covered in bruises from being hit with the cane over and over. Since his abduction Brian had taken immense pleasure in torturing David, bring him down to the level of a dog was more then just a thrill. He truly believed that David was meant to be nothing more than a dog to him. As they walked Brian put on his slippers and opened back patio sliding door and stepped outside. Dingus shivered from the cold breeze of the fall air rushing in. The cold air felt good on his bruised body. Leading him around there was a spot outside with a small patch of fake grass that he pissed in.

Brian lived in a small house in a small town within a suburban neighborhood of Chicago. The area was covered in dense forest with housing that were scarcely separated. In the first week of living with Brian, David had screamed and yelled for hours until his voice went horse. He pushed through the pain that the shock collar sent hoping deep down that maybe someone would have heard him. It was only when Brian started “potty training” him that he realized that there wasn’t anyone around to hear his screaming.

Outside he lowered his hips and let a stream of piss pour out as his head hung in shame.

“Good boy, Dingus! Look at you pissing outside like a good dog!” Brian said holding the leash tightly staring down at David.

Finished, Dingus barked like a dog to say “thank you Master” before heading back in.

“Good boy.” Brian praised him.

Inside Brian leads him to the living room where he tethers the leash to the recliner that faced the T.V. and orders Dingus to lay down. The carpet was a great feeling and welcomed material as his knees and elbows hurt from the strain from being kept like this for 2 weeks straight. He watched as Brian went to the front door and brought in a large box, setting it down next to him. Going back, he grabbed his work bag poured himself a drink and grabbed a water bottle. Back in the living room he sat on the recliner and set his drink down sliding a tray with two large ceramic dog bowls and poured the water bottle in.

“Go ahead and drink pup.” Brian ordered.

Getting up he crawled to the bowl and lapped up the water like a dog. He had been so thirsty since the morning, grateful to have water to quench his thirst. Brian opened the package and rummaged through the box pulling out paper, plastic and more. Too busy to notice Dingus drank every drop of water.

“When you’re done, come over here lay down and roll over, Dingus.” Brian commanded.

Dingus crawled and did as he was told. Laying in front of his Master, Brian shoved his large size 12 foot into his face making sure to cover his nose with his sock. With his other foot Brian played with Dingus’s cock rubbing it and tapping on his balls. The navy-blue argyle socks were damp with sweat and had a strong smell of feet and leather from wearing his dress shoes all day. Dingus hated it but had learned to behave terrified of incurring his Master’s wrath.

Taking a sip of his drink, he looked down at his dog and spoke.

“Guess what Dingus? I just got the promotion for Associate Director! Isn’t that amazing!”

David laid on the ground taking deep breaths of his Master’s smelly feet feeling nothing but humiliation and defeat. The promotion that he was working so hard for went to Brian cementing the reality of his new position as a dog.

“Yeah, I know that you were going for that spot too, but you don’t deserve to have that position and never did in fact. You tried to come into my workplace and show me up! What a bad boy! A dog like you had to be punished for trying to take a superior’s place! You need to be reminded of what you really are, just a dog.” Brian’s voice was filled with contempt for David.

Yet his crotch was bulging out like a balloon as he rubbed Dingus’s dick and forced him to smell his feet. He didn’t like this, he LOVED this. The power he felt forcing his rival to submit to him as his dog was exhilarating.  

After an hour of worshipping his Master’s feet, Brian got up from the recliner and brought over a small table and placed it in front of Dingus.

“Ok, sit up Dingus.”

Dingus got up and sat with his hind legs sprawled next to him looking forward at the small table.

Pulling out papers from his work bag, Brian placed them in front of Dingus and with a pen next to them.

“Ok boy, you are going to sign each of these documents. These papers are going to transfer your car title into my name along with getting the process started to give me full power of attorney over all of your assets.” Brian smiled as he rubbed Dingus’s back and tummy.

David sat there and shook his head, no, a knot formed in his stomach and his throat felt like a ball was stuck in there holding back tears.

“Awe, come on Dingus. I already took over your bank accounts and got you blacklisted from work. You don’t need this stuff anymore! Besides they don’t want you back at work after you left them without a two-week notice! So unprofessional! But that’s expected with a dumb dog like you.”

He continued to shake his head no. Sniffling scared to speak but refusing to sign. Brian grabbed his hair and forced him to look straight bring his phone up.

“I got all these pictures of you in all your doggy glory, maybe I should send them out to your family and friends, mhm? Maybe we should show our co-workers what a horny little dog you really are.”

Each picture showed David in compromising positions, getting fucked by Brian, sucking his cock, getting milked and begging for permission to cum, the last video was a confession that Brian forced David to make that he was just a cock sucking faggot that wanted to become a dog for his Master then Brian shoved his cock into his throat face fucking him like a good boy.

“Mhm, what do you think Dingus?” Brian whispered into his ear.

Through the tears he reluctantly shook his head yes as he sobbed from the humiliation. Taking out safety scissors he cut off the wraps to his right hand and gave him the pen. He instructed his dog where to sign and initial as his final steps to take control of his life were almost done. During the first week of captivity Brian had forced David to give him all his passwords and codes to his media sites and banking info. His accounts were drained and emptied into Brian’s accounts. Each step getting him closer to complete ownership.

After David signed the last document Brian reached over collecting the documents and pen replacing them back into his bag. Placing his hand into the box he pulled out a leather mitt then grabbing David’s free hand putting his sock over it and locking the mitt into place. Doing the same with his other arm, he removed the tape placed his sock and put on the leather mitt. David had some relief in being able to move his arms somewhat freely since he had first arrived, but the mitts made him feel awkward.

“Lay down and roll over, boy!” Brian ordered.

Laying on his back, Brian adjusted him to be perpendicular to the T.V. Inside the box he pulled out metal rods that he put together into a metal frame placing it over his dog’s head and clipped his paws to the sides. Lifting his head slightly Brian put a small pillow under his head raising it some. A large slate was pulled from the box and placed on top of the metal frame, there was toilet seat shaped indent that went downwards holding David’s face forcing him to look upwards. Brian stood up and removed his clothes he turned around and sat on the device that held David’s face. His ass was musky from working all day. David was having trouble breathing, adjusting himself Brian slid a bit forward placing his hole right above David’s mouth, he could feel David breathing easier and relaxing.

“Come on boy, open that mouth of yours and eat my hole like a good doggy.” Brian ordered in a low tone.

David held his mouth closed trying his best to avoid contact with his hole. Reaching over to pull the box closer to him and grabbed a long leather riding crop and smacked David right in his balls.

“MMHHHMGGMMGMHH” David’s scream was muzzled as he struggled under Brian’s ass trying to get away but the weight of him held his pet in place. Using his feet Brian separated his hind legs exposing David’s balls.

*SMACK*

“I am not going to say it again, Dingus. Open your mouth and tongue my hole like a good dog. Every second you disobey will get you one slap.” Bellowing out his stern command.

*SMACK*

David cried as each hit sent waves of pain through his whole body. Finally giving in, he opened his mouth and started to lick Brian’s hole.

“Good Boy, Dingus! See that wasn’t so hard?”

“You’re a dog now and this is just a part of your duties as a dog. Really open that mouth and get your tongue in there.”

Leaning back Brian sat there and felt his dog worship his hole as he watched T.V. he grabbed his drink and started taking out the remaining toys inside.

“You know Dingus, these toys were really expensive, but you paid for them so it’s not like it mattered and with my new promotion, I am getting you more toys to play with!”

Setting his drink down he reached forward and removed the rope that held David’s balls down. Rubbing some Vaseline on his chafed sack, he placed a metal ball stretcher on him and locked it into place. On the sides were two eye hooks. Using his feet Brian played with David’s dick watching him get hard as he rubbed his soles into it using his precum to glide and stroke his shaft. David had been so horny his body reacted to his touch enjoying the attention as his dick got rock hard. This continued for an hour.

Brian stood up and released Dingus from the frame.

“Get up pup!” Brian ordered.

Rolling around Dingus gets on all fours and faced his Master.

“Good Boy! You’re doing a much better job now and I am proud of your progress Dingus.” Praising his dog.

He pulled out a small satchel with a belt on it and wrapped it around his waist bringing it to his hip. Reaching inside there were small broken pieces of cookies. He held out in his palm with a treat in his hand.  

“He’s a treat boy, come and get it boy!”

David slowly crawled to his Master and sniffed the cookie; it smelled like peanut butter. His mouth started to drool as he ate the cookie from his palm licking him for any crumbs left.

“Good pup!”

The praise from Brian made him feel good. Standing in front David, Brian’s cock was hard standing at attention he was only wearing the belt with the bag of cookies. Attaching his leash Brian pulls on the lead and walks his dog around the house. Holding the leash tight above his head Brian instructed him guiding his pup like a handler.

“Good boy, Dingus. Keep up the good work! This must feel much better walking around with paws.”

He was right, walking on his knees and elbows made it hard to walk and keep up with Brian but now with the mitts he was able to keep up with him. Stopping at a closet Brian retrieved two 1 ½ foot chains and locked them onto his mitts and attached them to the ball stretcher.

“Ok, lets keep going Dingus.” Tugging on the lead.

David followed obediently next to his Master, careful not to extend his hands to far in front or he would pull his balls that were already sore. Every so often Brian would stop, make Dingus do a trick and give him praise and reward him with a cookie. After a few hours of training Dingus had gotten used to walking with his new paws as well as the chains connecting his mitts to his balls. Brian was pleased with his progression.

Heading to bed, Brian led Dingus back to his cage listening to the chains drag on the floor. Gave his dog some pets and kissed him, praising him for being a good boy. Locking the cage, he turned off the lights and locked the closet door. Sitting in his cage, David was relieved to be back in his cage as his body was tired, crawling to the doggy bed he nestled down feeling comfortable with his arms freed from being bound to his biceps. As he started to drift, he reached down with his paws and started rubbing his cock like a stud in heat. With each stroke all he could think about was Master Brian as his musk and foot scent lingered in his nose. The praise and attention he got made him hornier then ever. He moaned loudly but repressed it quickly, not wanting to set off his shock collar. Pulses of cum erupted from his cock spilling on his stomach. He was spent, with his mind cleared he felt shame, lust, confusion, and desperation thinking about what had just transpired tonight. His life was slowly being controlled, he lost his career, he was taken from his home and his humanity was slowly taken away. These feelings angered him but what made him even more confused was how much he was starting to enjoy this. Thinking about Brian’s feet in his face got him hard again, “FUCK!”, David thought to himself as he drifted to sleep.

Laying in bed, Brian stroked his cock with lube watching his dog from his phone. He was both proud and disappointed at Dingus. Proud that even with the humiliation and degradation he subjected him too Dingus was still hard and even came, but he came without permission and that had to be corrected. Switching over to his photos and videos of Dingus, Brian jacked off to each one reliving the memories. He came so much that some landed on his face. Wiping himself off with a shirt he turned off the lights and drifted to sleep. Smiling as he dreamt of new ways to torture and use his dog, Dingus.