Date: Sat, 9 Jul 2016 12:05:50 -0500
From: Bruce Turner <cbru49@gmail.com>
Subject: A Pup's Life V

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A Pup's Life V

When I woke the sun had set and all of the men that been standing around
waiting their turn in my mouth and ass were gone.  I was alone in the cage
stinking of piss and dog cum.  I wanted a shower and a douche more than I
had ever wanted either.  Still the taste of the boy was in my mouth and I
didn't want to get rid of that.  I made an attempt at getting more
comfortable, but the straw was soaked with piss and the concrete was cold.
I tried to snuggle up against Max in the next cage but I must have smelled
too bad for him and he moved away after growling at me.

Happily I wasn't chained to the wall so I was able to get up and stretch.
Other than the few times I had been allowed to write to you, CT, that was
the first time that I hadn't been held on my hands and knees.  It felt
wonderful to act human and stretch out my back and allow my knees to rest.
I was quickly hit with the need to void my bowels, it was mostly dog cum
but everything else was also liquid.

I know it is ridiculous, CT, but as much as I hate listening to people talk
about running for 5 or 6 miles and laughed at the joggers as they went by
your apartment on the way to the park I wanted to run.  I didn't want to
run away from my confinement, I wanted to go with two or three dogs and run
as a pack.  I felt I belonged with the dogs more than I belonged with
humans although standing felt good.  Looking down at my body I could see
that I had lost 10 to 15 pounds, muscles were visible, my thighs had gotten
larger, I could see what is the beginning of a six pack and my arms were
more muscular, especially my forearms which had held me up so many times.

I leaned back against the wall and dreamed about all that had happened the
previous day.  More than anything that came back to me was George on his
hands and knees at my side giving it up to two dogs for the first time so
he could own me.  I hoped that having been the recipient of two dogs' cum
he wouldn't become a Pup, I needed him to want to remain as my master.  I
hoped that he knew Donny well enough to have the boy join us from time to
time.  It didn't matter at all that he was so far underage, his uncle knew
what was happening and Donny seemed to live with him and if not was at his
place enough, that his parents if he had any didn't care that the boy was
sexually active.  How couldn't they know some of what Manuel did?

It was a long night, I got little sleep with the need to answer nature
overwhelming the need for sleep.  I wanted to take some Imodium, but of
course I didn't have any and my two captors were nowhere around.  I was
awake when Tonto stumbled into the kennel and stood outside my cage filling
my piss bowl.  As much as I had shit that night I needed a drink and I
tried to get him to give it to me straight but I took too long getting
across the cage and he was dribbling the last of his piss as I got my mouth
in place.  He made some nasty comment about the shit on the sidewalk before
he walked away.  Howdy came out a bit later wearing a suit, it was the
first time I had seen him cleanly shaved, the scar on his left cheek made
him look unnatural in the suit, he whipped out his dick and called me over
to the fence for a drink before turning to walk to his truck.

I was alone for the next few hours.  I had no idea what was going to happen
that morning.  When Tonto came back around noon with the control noose and
a hose I thought that things might be looking up.  He sprayed me down and
moved me to another cage.  He spent some time being sure the place I slept
that night was clean and had fresh straw before taking me to the place by
the house they had been using to douche me.  Finally I felt clean.  All
remnants of the previous day were washed away.  He must have had enough of
me over the previous week, he didn't touch me or have any of the dogs hump
me.  I was back in the original cage given a can of dog food and deserted.

The lack of sleep caught up with me.  I lay on the fresh straw, enjoying
the smell, Max curled up next to me and soon I was out.  I don't know how
long I slept, but when I woke Donny and Manuel were standing outside the
cage talking with Tonto about their need to have a boy like me at their
place.  When Tonto told them I had been sold to George and that I was
probably moving on the following day Manuel became agitated.  He tried
offering Tonto some sum of money but the Indian told him that what they had
seen the previous day had sealed the deal and there was no way to back out
even if he were to offer them three times what George had promised to pay.

While he was getting loud and difficult to understand with his accent I did
get the idea that he offered to let them film Donny taking any and all of
the dogs for an entire day.  That made an impression, Tonto promised to
talk the offer over with Howdy when he got home.  They were getting ready
to walk away when Donny stuck his dick through the chain link and calling
me bitch boy said he was ready to piss in my mouth.  I didn't care what
Tonto thought, I heard him telling the boy that I was for sale not a free
urinal.

Before he could pull his dick back I had it in my mouth and gave him a
little lick under the head encouraging him to piss.  I had only had Tonto
and Howdy to drink that morning and after laying in the heat was thirsty.
He didn't give me much to drink and pulled his dick away as soon as he was
finished pissing.  I must have looked sad at not getting more.  I
brightened up when he told me not to worry that he would be seeing me since
he went to George's everyday to clean out the cages and exercise the dogs.
The thought of having his piss everyday was enough to make my day.

Manuel was still upset that he wasn't able to buy me.  They drove off with
tires squealing on the dirt road.  It wasn't much later that Howdy showed
up with a pair men I assumed must be Cajun from the sound of their voices.
When they saw me in a cage they started laughing.  Soon I understood that
they had paid Howdy to watch me getting fucked by all three dogs.  I hoped
that was going to be the last time my services were to be sold.  I was
chained to the stump and the dogs were brought out one after the other,
giving me less than two minutes between them and the men stood about six
feet away laughing at the sight of me taking each of the dogs without
fighting.  I didn't see them touch each other, but I did see that they
rearrange their dick and balls while watching.

"The five hundred you paid covered you getting to use his mouth for
anything you want."

The older of the two men spoke to Howdy in a heavily accented voice that I
wasn't able to understand but by not moving from the spot he had been in
watching me I got it that he didn't have any desire for me.  The younger of
the two, a bulky man about five foot four inches tall walked around me
checking my body out as if I were a dog he were about to buy.  He walked to
the truck and I thought I was done for the afternoon but when he walked
back he was naked so I knew better.

"Hey, bitch, eat my ass!"  Surprisingly he had dropped to his hands and
knees in front of me and was backing up to within inches on my face.  I
didn't have a choice I did what George had been teaching me to do to his
asshole and the man whooped like he had never had a tongue touch his
asshole before.  It wasn't an ass that I would have chosen to lick but I
did what I could to please the man.  After about ten minutes he stood up
with his hard dick pointing to the sky.

"You're a good bitch.  Head up, drink it!"  I didn't have time to get my
mouth open and head up before he had started pissing.  The smell was as
rank as dog piss and I tried not getting any in my mouth, I was sure to get
my head in the way of him attempting to aim the stream at my mouth but I
still got more of it than I wanted.  I almost retched from the rank piss,
he didn't have that much in reserve so I was able to get away with the
deception and having piss dripping from my mouth seemed to please him.  I
expected him to want a blow job after that but he put his dick away and
zipped up his pants.  "Dad, you should give the bitch a try."

"Why, when I have you trained to do me!"  He didn't expect an answer and
was walking away by the time Tonto put the noose over my head and started
leading me back to the kennel.  Howdy interrupted us, calling for Tonto to
bring me back.  I wondered if the father had changed his mind. But, they
were driving away.

"If this is the last night he's going to be here we ought to enjoy
ourselves a little don't you think?"

"Sure."

I think Tonto had started to have some kind of feelings for Howdy.  For a
few days I had noticed that he seldom left the other man's side and I would
occasionally see him on his knees giving Howdy a blow job.  This would
especially happen when I was being fucked by Savage, it didn't seem to
matter to Tonto if others were around.  It was a sexual scene and whatever
happened happened, no one was going to say anything to or about him.

"Have you given him any piss since I left?"  \ "Donny came by after lunch
and gave him a drink."

"That boy is going to be Hell on two legs when he grows up.  I should start
teaching him how to use a whip."

"The slave is leaving tomorrow."

"There is always somebody else."  I saw the way he looked at Tonto, if the
Indian didn't know it I did, he was going to be the next to feel Howdy's
whip.

They sat around drinking a few bottles of beer and recycling in my throat.
I got at least three loads of cum before Howdy lead me back to kennel.
"Bitch boy, tomorrow you are going to have a new master, he has lots of dog
dick over there, I hope I don't hear any complaints.  I doubt George will
put up with you doing anything disobedient but if he brings you back for
more training believe me what you have experienced so far will be fondly
remembered as the good old days."

CT, none of the names in my letters have been real except for George.  I
have never seen him in any of the bars, but men who are into dog sex
generally don't show up.  He is about 6 foot 2 inches, has light black skin
appears to be educated and carries his muscular body with pride but not
arrogance.  Tomorrow starts a new chapter in my life, I am willingly going
with him when he shows up.

I don't know what he expects of me other than to be his slave.  Will I be a
kennel slave?  Will I be a personal slave?  Will I be sold out to visitors
to his kennel?  Other than Donny showing up to clean the kennels and give
me piss will I ever see another person I know?  I hope you have been able
to get everything out of my apartment, when and if I get the chance I will
have the money for storage sent to you.  When you see a big dog walking
down the street, balls swaying think of me.