Doghood

Chapter 4

Dog Show Part 1

“Sit boy!” Brian ordered.

Dingus Sits

“Rollover”

Dingus rolls over.

“Beg.”

Dingus lifts his paws to his chest and pants with his tongue hanging out.

“Good boy, Dingus!” Brian exclaimed.

“Now, Stand at attention.” Brian gave him a hand signal sticking his palm outwards.

Dingus sat on his hind legs placing his front paws in front of him holding his head up high.

Walking around Dingus, Brian analyzed his posture using his riding crop to adjust any imperfections that he noticed. Pushing downwards on his center back forcing Dingus to arch sticking his ass outwards and shoulders up higher.

“Turn your arms inwards and flex.” Brian ordered.

Dingus turned his arms, showing off his developed muscles from crawling on all fours. Looking over his physique, Brian was pleased with his work training his dog to be the best pup he can be. Dingus sat on the floor staring straight ahead with pure obedience. His dick hung between his legs entrapped in its cage leaking like a broken faucet. The cage size was shrunk down with his large swinging balls shadowing his dicklet. It had been 4 months since Brian allowed his dog to cum rendering Dingus into a horny messy desperate to cum, debasing himself to please his Master for the chance to release his pent up loads.

“Remember to stick your tongue out and pant like the dog you are, Dingus.” Brian barked as he smacked the riding crop on Dingus’s bare ass.

Dingus started panting loudly sticking his tongue out, occasionally bringing it in to rehydrate his tongue and swallow the saliva that was about to slip out. Quickly sticking it back out to please his Master.

“Good Boy, you’ve made great progress pup I am very proud of your hard work.” Brian praised his dog.

A sense of pride and shivers of excitement radiated through his body hearing his Master praise him. Brian reached into his bag of treats and fed his dog broken bits of cookies, petting his head and rubbing his hands from the top of his head to the back of his neck. Watching his dog eat each treat, his cock was hard, treating David like the animal he is. After he finished his treats, Brian unchained Dingus attaching his leash to his collar, leading him back to his cage. Locking his cage, he turned on the small television showing the sides and videos of his training. He pets his dog through the cage and leaves the closet locking him inside.

Brian, looking at his phone, pulled up his email notifying him of a recent delivery. Heading to the front door he opened the door and saw his package. The big brown box was heavy as he brought it inside, placing it on his bed. He tore into his package smiling as he looked at his most recent purchase.

“Perfect timing.” Brian whispered to himself.

Grabbing his phone he dials out.

“Hey, this is Brian. I am calling to verify some details for this weekends show.”

“Uh-huh, yeah, ok. We will be there by 7 o’clock to prep.” Brian spoke candidly, hiding his excitement.

“Yes, the registration is complete and I received my package. Ah, yes, I understand I will make sure to dress appropriately, thank you.”

After a few minutes Brian hung up the phone. He chuckled to himself excited for the weekend coming up and what he had instore for his dog.

As Friday approached, Brian bathed and groomed his dog to his liking. Over the past several months, Dingus had his hair removed from the neck down with depilatories to the point that his body hair had thinned or was almost non-existent. Brian allowed his pup to keep his facial hair but was trimmed down and neatly presented. The hair on his head was shaved down but faded on the sides giving him a military style haircut. Both his finger and toenails were trimmed down and filed. Even though this was a lengthy process Brian had come to enjoy bath-time with his pup and so did Dingus. Every inch of Dingus was lathered and rubbed, his touch was hypnotic as his Master’s hands ran through his body slowly and methodically. However, this time was different for them. Dingus realized that Brian had been more thorough with his grooming than before. He knew something was different but knew better than to ask as it wasn’t his place.

Freshly showered Brian introduced his pup to his new uniform that came in the mail just the day before. A new Muzzle was placed over Dingus’s head, it was made of glossy black leather with gold titanium accents. The muzzle covered the lower jaw with an opening at the mouth that was u-shaped from the top of the muzzle down to the chin only covering the cheeks, lower, and back jaw with padded leather. Two spandex straps connected the top corners of the muzzle near his nose that came together at his forehead right between the eyebrows held by a solid gold ring. A strap of leather with more bindings connected the top of the muzzle to the back of the head. At the bottom the solid leather covering his cheeks was a thin width but thick in depth padded collar that locked in place. Between the collar and muzzle were additional spandex straps that allowed movement of the neck without pulling the collar into awkward or uncomfortable positions. Behind his head was a leather and spandex strap that went from the top of the head to the base of the collar pulling the muzzle up and back keeping it snugged on but allowed Dingus to move his head and jaw for flexibility and movement. This piece of marvel engineering was custom made just for Dingus. Brian attached 2 leather dog ears to Snap-On gold buttons at the top of the muzzle, pointing straight up like a German Shepard’s ears. Next, he snapped into place a large muzzle over the pup’s nose giving him a short but prominent dog muzzle. There was no bottom attachment so Dingus could move his mouth freely with little movement of the muzzle itself. Checking the straps Brian was satisfied and locked it into place. Dingus looked more like a dog now. The muzzle came with accessories, the eyes could be covered with a leather blindfold or a thin spandex blindfold that limited its vision but allowed for a futuristic look. There were 5 straps that could be snapped on or locked in place for gags or covers to be used on his mouth. Brian shoved in one that looked like a mouth guard with half a sphere completely covering its mouth and suppressing his tongue. Once in place Dingus tried to bark but only moans and grunts could be made as the silicon gag filled his mouth. Finished with the muzzle, Brian pulled out 4 large leather looking bags with the same metal golden accents. Around Dingus’s arms, Brian placed spandex arm compressions that went over the hands up to the biceps. Folding his forearm and biceps, Brian slipped the leather bag over them. Inserting handles into the pup’s hands. Dingus realized that there were two long pieces of metal running from the handle down the forearm to his elbows. Lacing the leather together the wraps now encased the arms of the pup into a permanent wing type shape. The bottom of the gear under his elbows are gel padding that was reinforced with circular metal that nestled the elbow into it. The outside of the elbow was a thick heavy duty rubber tread designed for outdoor use, allowing for more rugged terrain without ruining the leather gear. The legs were given similar treatment, but the wrapping left his bare feet exposed with a strap going over his bottom soles. The final touches was a plug that looked like a dog tail, it was silicon underneath, but the outside had faux fur giving it an almost real appearance. Another leather jock strap locked the plug-in place and held his chastity cage firmly against his groin supporting the heavy metal. Lastly Brain attached a new dog tag that was gold like the rest of the gear, shaped like a dog bone that read.

DINGUS

PROPERTY OF MASTER BRIAN P.

Taking a step back Brian admired his work, looking over each strap and lock that decorated his dog. The black and gold uniform was perfect for his pet. This gear made Dingus look more like a dog. Grabbing his riding crop and a gold chain leash. He attached the leash and held the leather handle giving it a yank.

“Now, follow dog. You need to get use to this new uniform cause it won’t be coming off for a very very long time.” Brian ordered.

The suit was designed for long term wear as the spandex on his arms and legs allowed his skin to breathe, collect sweat, and prevented the leather from sticking to his skin avoiding irritation. When he ordered the suit, the designer told him that he could guarantee at least 2-3 months of continual wear without removal for cleaning and maintenance. However, Brian wanted to push that and see how long he could keep his dog locked in his uniform.

Waddling in his new gear, Dingus was clumsy at first as he learned how to walk in his new bitch suit. The rubber tread was hard to maneuver at first but with practice he learned to avoid skidding on the floor causing him to bob and lose balance. The handles in his hands were designed to leverage his weight allowing him to lift his chest for better posture instead of sinking, as well as allowing for better movement.

Over the next few days leading up to Friday, Brian spent hours of training getting his dog used to walking in his uniform and doing tricks. He could hardly keep his hands off Dingus, loving every second of torture he inflicted on his pup. Brian loved watching his dog’s balls swing back and forth like a pendulum as he struggled to crawl on all fours. His dick was leaking from weeks without release. Brian savored this new level of debasement of David. He looked like a real animal every moment he spent walking him around the house watching him learning and adapting to his new life gave him a hard-on. As Friday approached his excitement for what was about to happen made him giddy with joy.

Friday

In the morning Dingus did his routine but this day Brian didn’t get dressed for work. Instead, he lead him to the living room and sat him on the floor in front of him.

“Alright Dingus, these past couple of days have been rough on you. You need to be treated like this so that you learn your place as my dog, and you have been such a good boy learning how to walk and run in your new suit.” Brian spoke in a firm tone.

Dingus smiled under his muzzle as his praise made him feel warm.

“Now we need to cover a few things for this weekend.”

“Tomorrow evening, we are going to be attending a dinner and there are going to be many guests around that will be watching and petting you. I want you on your very best behavior. You are going to be a good boy and let whoever is there to pet and touch you no matter how invasive it is, Understood?”

Dingus was nervous but shook his head yes in agreement.

“Good boy!” Brian praised him.

“In the event you do not behave, I have several punishments in line for you. If you believe that this is the lowest you can go, you are sorely mistaken, dingus.” Brian leaned into his face pinching his nose.

“You are going to be muzzled and gagged for most of the trip but there will be times when you will be free to bark and growl. I am going to make this very clear cause I know how stupid you dogs can be. Don’t ever try to speak or talk to any of the guests there. No one there wants to hear a pathetic mutt addressing them. You are an inferior dog and no one there is going to help you or even cares about your problems. Everyone there knows that you are my dog and if I hear that you spoke to someone, they WILL tell me. Under no circumstances are you allowed to do anything that will embarrass me. You will be a proper dog and stay at my side listening and waiting for my commands. Understood?”

Dingus nodded his head yes as a pit in his stomach filled him with dread.

“Very good, this weekend you are going to be in a dog show! I will only accept first place so be on your best behavior and give everything 100%. Anything less than 1st place, and you are going to be punished. Understood?”

Dingus nodded his head again.

“Don’t worry about performing and just think about what we have been doing these past couple of months. You already know the commands and positions so listen to me and obey.”

Brian rubbed and massaged his dog’s head.

“Even though you’re just a dingus I care about you a lot and you have been such a good boy for Master. But I want to be clear that this weekend is incredibly important to me and if you displease me, I promise that you will live to regret it, got it Dingus?”

Hesitating, Dingus nodded yes with fear in his eyes. Brian leaned in a kissed him softly on the forehead.

“Very good boy.”

“Today you are going to recover and relax. I want you in tip top shape tomorrow.”

Brian took him back to his cage and locked the door. These past few days Dingus’s arms and shoulders were sore from the training so getting extra sleep sounded perfect. Before leaving Brian turned on the T.V., locking the closet behind him. Nervous and anxious Dingus slowly drifted to sleep thinking about what his Master said.

“I wonder how else he could make my life miserable. What else could he do?” Dingus thought to himself.

As his mind flooded his questions his eyes closed as he slept the day away.