Skinhead Adoption

Well where do I start my name is Taylor, I am 23, 6’4” and 300lb human pup I have always enjoyed looking at skinheads and wanking off to hot pics of them little did I know that one day I would be in training to be a real life skinhead pup, its only been a few weeks but I would not want to give them up I love my training,

I guess you can say it was a happy coincidence that I came across his profile while chatting with the Master of one of my friends I am naturally protective and wanted to make sure he was being treated right and then I saw him listed in the Masters friends list and could not stop looking at his profile the most sexy man I had seen, he was tall good looking and better yet a skinhead wanted to bust a nut just looking at his pics, but I was to shy to message out of the blue

The next day when I woke and checked my messages on the net found he had stopped by and checked me out and was the first to send me a message I could not believe it he liked my profile I could not believe it, I messaged him back right away and started a chat later that night being across the glob from each other has limitation but I did not care stayed up late into the morn chatting getting to know him that first night

By the morning we where wrapping it up when some how the subject of training a skinpup came up and I mentioned I would love to be a skinhead, little did I know he was into training over the net few are nowadays to hard to manage I never was into it but something told me to take a chance on him what could I lose, so I typed in the answer to his question of “do you want to be a skinhead” my replay was short and simple “yes Sir” and from there we set off on training me in how to be a skinhead first then a skin pup second my reward for completing my skin training is a shiny new collar and tag saying im a skinhead I don’t deserve it till my new Master says I do.

We started off simple with what a skinhead wears and how he acts I got trained in what the different colors of bracers and boot laces meant from white to green. Knowing there was no real meaning for the color green my Master and I wanted a color to signify pup play in the skin community so I immediately purchased both green and yellow boot laces to start my skin uniform to proudly be Master Cal’s Skin pup

At first or relationship was that of a mentor and student then friends and buddy it has matured into a Master and his skin dog all very rapidly I might add but I don’t regret it one bit not long ago Master Cal named me his skin pup Rasputin, I love my skin pup name love when he calls me Ras for short lets me know there’s someone out there that cares for this worthless pup, I’m nothing special but master cal is teaching me to better then that he thinks I look good and that what I care about is hearing he’s happy

Being on the opposite sides of the planet does hamper our training though we make it work thru IM and email I get so excited ever time he sends me a message I can feel a tail wag even though I don’t have one yet “whimpers” I feel sad when he don’t message me I get so excited I would love to just wrap my paws around him and not let go “he he”

One day to Master Cal’s surprise I messaged him with a shot message “I’m coming over in September Master” it being early August I had time to pack and get ready as Master ordered, his orders where simple and direct, only pack two sets of clothes skin gear only, to shave my head as close as I felt comfortable, to not paw myself off for two weeks before the trip the last order was more complex if I was serious to get my first tattoo of a dog bone on my back, he said everything else was a surprise for my visit YEA I’m so excited to visit him for the first time being half dog I have very little natural patience nearly pitteling on the floor everyday till the flight that morning I went to my local barber and had him shave my head so it would look better than if I did it alone.

“Let me stop the boy there and give you a little about my side”

People often wondering, what it is like for the other person in these stories. That is where I come in. I have always been into having slaves or as some people call them a boy or a pup. My favorite thing to do with these slaves is to turn them into what I wanted them to be. My latest slave is a good example of this. I meet Taylor on the net & if there ever was a boy that I would want as my lasting slave it would be him. The reason for this is because he is the type of person who doesn’t give a shit, the type of person that would be up for anything even been turned into my ideal slave. With that in mind I set about changing this young American guy into that ideal slave. I started with the name change Taylor now became Rasputin or Ras for short this was a name I have chosen years pervious as the name I would give to that chosen one.

“Now that I have set out the background to this let me tell you a bit about me & who I am. I am a 33 year old Irish skin guy who has been in a relationship for the past 11 years. I am very happy in with my life but like everyone I feel something is missing for me that something is have a slave or a pup of my own” Why is this you say? “Well I have always liked the kinky & darker side of sex where my boyfriend is very Catholic when it comes to sex. So this means that if I want to explore that side of me then I need to do that elsewhere which I have done. I have had my fair share of slaves but not a full time one. I never had a fulltime slave because to me the slaves I had met before were not ready to fully let go Ras was different. Here was a slave who didn’t give a shit & if I could use some of his own words hehe and that is true I don’t give a shit as long as i get to be the pup I am LOL. Now when this was said that is when I decided that he was the one and I had finally found my ideal slave”

“So now that I had found my ideal slave I know had the chance to try out all those things that the pervious slaves weren’t willing to do. One of these things was to turn Ras into a skin lad I did this by telling him what a skin would wear & how he would look. I explained to him the different colour braces & what they meant like yellow braces mean u like piss red braces means you like fisting & blue means you like fucking. Also I got him to shave his hair as a real skin always has his hair short. Now some of the things I plan to do to him would be to get a few tattoos like the word SKIN or a bulldog and also to get a piercing on his ear & also his nipples.”

The day finally arrived and I could not sleep the whole night before having packed my light bag of the items Master told me I could bring two sets of clothes and all my toys I wanted to bring he said I would not be needing much I shower and clean myself up getting dressed in the clothes Master approved of the night before a pair of old faded cargo pants simple work boots that had been broken in and stained beyond shining, and a white polo with yellow bracers topping it all off with a bomber jacket boy did I look like a skinhead, with all this going on I had ignored the boner I had for the past two days feeling it rub the inside of my pants reminded me how horny Master had made pup with the conversation that night god I was horny, but wanting to be a good puppy for Master Cal I leave for the airport 2hrs early cause I wanted to get there in time “and I WANT TO GO BAD” going thru security dressed like that was interesting to say the least lucky for me I checked my bag to avoid it being opened there and showing everyone my toys, finely the 13hr flight began and I had a nonstop hard on since I arrived at the airport but being a good pup I had not cum in 14 days and was leaking bad in my pants scared it would show I kept getting up to check every few hrs.

FINALY the captain said we where landing in 5 mins I nearly creamed myself so excited to finally meet him after so long I grabbed my coat and wanted to run thru customs trying to look for baggage claim where Sir said to meet him I did not even pay attention to the guards in customs looking around excited nearly go detained.

Making my way to baggage claim I still did not see him anywhere I got my one bag I decided to bring and went to wait near the men’s room where we had agreed, getting scared I had been stud up I reached for the paper where I had Sirs number written down about to go call him when I felt a hand grab my ass and neck from behind and was dragged in to the men’s room. There I was in another country with very little clothes stuck for a month and now getting mugged in the fucking airport, I’m turned around roughly and my attacker starts kissing me on the mouth sticking his tongue down my thought I fight him till he pins my hands and comes out of the kiss saying “what a good dog”

It was him really him my Master in person mugging me in the bath room, he feels me up noting the hard wet knot im sporting saying again what a good dog I am he rubs my almost bald head and tells me “there a bag in the handicap stall go in and put EVERYTHING on ill wait out here put your clothes your wearing now in the garbage bag that’s in there and bring it out to me when done, with that he takes my small bag and my passport and wallet and goes out the door to wait.

I make my way over to the handicap stall seeing a rather large duffle bag sitting on the top of the toilet I rub my head thinking what have I got myself into. Opening the bag I see an assortment of clothes a pair of 14 hole doc martins solid black and very polished with hunter green laces I noticed a chain running around the top and wondered what that was for next I find a small bag of padlocks with a letter addressed to me

Pup Ras

The gear you have in this bag is to be the clothes that will be referred to as your pup gear. When I say Ras pup gear you are to get these items and put them on. The clothes are not to be worn at all times only when in pup mood and will only be allowed out of when I say

When not in this gear you will keep it in good order and clean or be punished now put on everything in the bag but the collar I have a special lock for that with me. Now be a good pup and hurry up

Master Cal

Next I looked in the bag around the boots and locks I saw a cock cage and medium size plug with a large tube of lube so I applied the lube to the plug and inserted it with a grunt “ugh” the man in the stall next to me shifted “shit when did he come in” I next fitted the cage around my cock nice shiny black CB 3000 choosing the right size ring and spacer I fit it on and find the right lock for it breathing deep I clicked it closed next I saw a shiny silver chain link collar with a tag attached inscribed was “skin pup Rasputin” on the other side was owned by Master Cal and his phone number” I saw a note attached saying “NO, NOT TILL THE END” I put it down and found the pair of old bleachers with the ass zip getting had in the cage I stated to whimper, hearing the man next to me laugh slightly. I pulled on the pants over the cage and felt a pump on the plug I tucked in the polo and went to buckle them when I noteised that they did not have a regular button but a lock loop I looked at the pants and took a small padlock to secure them on

Next came the final touches bright green bracers and shiny black docs, I pulled the bracers on adjusting them as needed I found a pair of thick boot socks this time white and pulled them on before lacing up the boots once done I found the garbage bag Master told me about and packed all my clothes in it tieing it off I zipped up the duffel took the collar and last padlock in my hand when I found there was no pockets to the pants I stuck the collar in my mouth and set out to find Master.

I stepped out of the bath and there he was standing in the alcove hiding the men’s room door, “stand still pup” he said and looked me over sticking his hand inside my pocked he felt my cock saying good boy pulling on the cage getting a slight whimper out me. He turned me around and unzipped the back feeling the plug another yelp as he pushes it in harder

“Now lets get you collared pup” with that he took the collar out my muzzle and placed it around my neck clicking it closed I felt complete. “Come on pup need to get you home its getting late” he produced a leash from his back pocket and attached it on my collar leading me out holding my bag in his other hand

We arrived at his car he threw my bag in the boot and locked it up “you wont need these for a while pup, get in the back seat pup and lay down” I followed orders and climed in the back getting comfy for the ride to my new kennel.

During the ride home I looked out the window and starting barking at the other cars when Sir tried to tell me to stop I could not help it and he pulled over getting out very mad at me I shivered in the corner as he opened up the back door and dragged me closer attaching and locking on a muzzle to shut pup up “there try to bark now pup” he laughed and got back in to finish the drive home chatting with pup about this and that all I could do was moan and whimper my answers thru the muzzle. Finally at Masters Apartment he unlocked the back door and led me on two feet from the parking lot to his front door leaving my bag in his boot the words he said at the airport “wont need those for awhile”

Standing in the hallway to his apartment he motions me to kneel saying I am to be on all fours when in side I crawl into the apartment after him following him into the bedroom where he motions to a small walk in closet saying this is your kennel for the month pup I slowly crawl in and start sniffing around feeling the thick padding on the floor and seeing all the new chew toys laying about then I notice what was written on the walls and Master tell me there my rules while living under his roof, I read to myself while he read them to me

• RULE NUMBER ONE: Pup must wear skinhead gear at all times while under Master Cal’s control
• RULE NUMBER TWO: Pup will answer to only one name while under Master’s control Rasputin is your name remember it
• RULE NUMBER THREE: Pup will at all times weather in public or privet eat from a dog bowl to remind him of his status
• RULE NUMBER FOUR: Rasputin will be locked in kennel when not needed by Master Cal and will sleep there when not wanting in Master’s bed
• RULE NUMBER FIVE: Rasputin will never speak as a human unless given permission from Master and only Master
• RULE NUMBER SIX: NEVER QUESTION OR REFUSE MASTER CAL ESP WHEN IT COMES TO SERVING OTHER SKIN MASTERS OR PLAYING WITH OTHER SKIN MASTERS & THEIR PUPS

After reading the rules to me Master kneeled down and took my head in his hands “do you understand the rules Rasputin” he asked in a soft voice I nodded my head yes barking softly “good pup” said Master as he kissed me on the head. “Now pup I have to go get some things done you stay here” with that he closed the gate and locked it shut I started to bark and whimper wanting to go with him “awww Ras I know you want to come but it’s a surprise can spoil it for ya” “HOWLS AND WHIMPERS” from pup get a firm “NO” from Master with that he slamed the outer door suting me out so with no where to go and nothing to do I laid down and fell asleep.

After what seemed like hours Sir finally returned “wake up mutt” I herd thru the door “time for your surprise,” surprise what did he do I thought getting excited I ran to the kennel door jumping up on it barking and trying to lick him, “easy boy easy” pushing me down on my haunches. After I had calmed down he attaches a leash to my collar and leads me into the living room where what do I see but a room full of his mates and fellow skinhead Master seeing all those guys in one area I got scared and tried to run for my kennel being stopped short by the leash and a shout form my Master “where you think your going” he said pulling me back into the main room

Where to my surprise I saw two other pups one dressed in a tighter then usual camouflage singlet showing off a body to be proud of and a very large package “either he’s a miniature horse or he’s locked up” I thought kneepads and woof muzzle thru which I could see sparkling blue eyes I could just make out his bright red Mohawk the other pup was completely wrapped in rubber from head to toe over the tight rubber hood his master had fitted a black leather mussel I could see he was locked up as his cock and balls where settled in a built in sheath and sack over which his Master had fitted a pink cb 6000.

Feeling the shyness and scared feeling I go over and sniff each pup looking at there Masters before I do “don’t want to get a boot in my side” feeling like playing with the pups I run back to my kennel before my Master can catch me and bring back as many toys as I can carry in my muzzle I toss them down to see which pup comes first, after several hrs of play and chat among the Masters the party was dyeing down the three of us where laying in the corner panting and trying to rest after wrestling over a squeaky for hours, resting my head on the thigh of the camo pup I start to sniff his rather large crotch to find that his ball sac was enormous after sniffing and pawing at it a few min’s I hear a familiar voice “Ras what you doing over there” I look up to see Master Cal standing over me watching me play with the ball sac, I give him a worried questing look thinking “what happen to the pups balls Sir” then his Master started to say he had infused his pups balls with 1000cc’s of saline a few days ago

After a few more hours of lying around to pooped to wrestle with each other we settled down with our Masters for some attention and love. “Awww you did great Ras I’m so proud of you for playing nice with the other pups” I murred and went to rest my head on his knee when he got up to escort his guest out as I followed them to the door licking by to the other pups we where finally alone just me and my Master I jump up on him licking and nuzzling his crotch, “good boy you want your Masters bone don’t you” he said pushing me off he attached the leash again to my collar and led me to the bed room “come on pup, up on the bed” I jumped up where he pointed and waited on him to come back from the bath this time he was stark naked sporting the most beautiful hard on I had seen I started to bounce back and forth getting excited “settle down pup you’ll get it soon” he said climbing on the bed getting comfortable at the head I did not wait for him to say anything I went for it started to sniff and gently lick around the shaft and balls getting Sirs sent in my head starting to whimper from the pain in my own knot form the cage I looked up at him with sad puppy eyes and whimpered softly “is my puppy horny” I shake my head yes and whimpers louder “tough pup you have to stay in that cage till I say so” I drop my head and whimper feeling him bounce his cock off my head “come on pup don’t you want my bone there’s a nice creamy surprise if you can find it”

For the next hour I lied with my Master him naked and me in full skin gear and boots sucking his bone with all my heart enjoying his occasional “good boy” or “god your good pup” that made me want to work all that much harder next thing I know he pushes me off his bone as I whimpers Master gets up and unzips the back door of my pants and he removes the plug that had been in for the better part of a day with a yelp from me, I feel a cold sensation on my hole and feel him slid in slowly and carefully as he knows pup is not experienced and very tight, I let out a low moan and whimpers feeling him enter to his pubic hair starting to thrust in and out slowly telling me I’m a good pup for taking Master all the way he starts to thrust slow then fast alternating for the next hour and a half till he rams hard and deep five more times letting out a howl and grown as I feel Master breed his puppy with his seed as he collapses on my back whispering in my ear “very good pup your now mine” I feel a warm feeling in my chest and belly as he said that

Next thing to my surprise I feel him sliding out I feel so empty and alone at that moment I start to whimper and moan “what’s wrong puppy” he coos in my ear I nudge the worn plug trying to communicate my empty feeling now that he is out of pup “awwww your empty and want that full feeling you got with my bone” I shake my head fast and cuddle next to him on the bed “turn around pup” I do as ordered and feel the still lubed plug slid in to place I feel complete again and cuddle next to Master as he zips the back shut on my pants “OFF pup you know where you sleep” he ordered in a firm voice I know what not kidding “whimpers and moans” from pup only get a mean look as he grabs me by the collar and drags me to the kennel “pups sleep in kennels” with that he shut the gate to the kennel and locked it shut but left the closet door open so I could still see him “good night pup its late” the last I saw of Master that night was his ass as he slipped in to his bed and turned out the lights to both the kennel and bedroom. I whimpered and lied down facing the door and fell asleep