Date: Wed, 13 Jul 2016 16:47:49 -0500
From: Bruce Turner <cbru49@gmail.com>
Subject: A Pup's Life VIII

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			A Pup's Life VIII   George

Lee stayed around for the next few days.  Otherwise we began settling into
the routine of daily life, I learned how my Master was harvesting dog sperm
to fill orders and quick freezing the sperm and shipping it out packed in
dry ice across the country and occasionally to different continents.  Lee
didn't do much except help clean a little in the house.  I learned how to
fetch anything my Master wanted with my mouth, my jaws were getting
stronger and there wasn't anything he asked me to fetch that I wasn't able
to carry even if it tasted of grease or dirt.  By the time my Master took
three boxes of sperm out to be shipped Lee was ready to leave and I was
left alone at the farm for the first time.

When I saw the truck pulling down the driveway I considered getting in my
truck and leaving.  I knew that I would be crossing the invisible fence and
would get shocked by the collar locked on my neck but freedom might be
worth it.  Except I didn't want to be free of my Master, I had come to be
devoted to satisfying his every need and didn't know when I would ever be
able to find anyone that would provide me with all the dog dick I wanted on
a daily basis.  When he first left I stood on my legs and thought about
walking around the kennel area that way but I was no longer comfortable on
my feet in the grass, I fell to my hands and knees and spent time cleaning
up the shed and being certain the dogs all had fresh water before going in
the house through the dog door my Master had installed after the first
night.

I was scrubbing out the stove when Donny arrived.  I didn't see a need to
greet him so I stayed in the house doing the job.  He went to work cleaning
out the cages and running the dogs around for a few minutes each.  By the
time I saw him again he was only dressed in a yellow jockstrap and boots.
I couldn't believe how hot he was for such a youngster.  In the city I
would worry about getting arrested for the things we had done together.  My
Master had told me the first afternoon Donny showed up to do his work that
I was to give him whatever he asked and to make it really good, he wanted
the boy to get hooked on sex especially dog sex and that one day this
summer he planned on getting Donny down on his hands and knees servicing a
dog with more than just his hand.

I didn't think my Master was too far off, I had seen Donny pull out his
dick and let a couple of the dogs lick him for long enough to get hard.
There was something holding him back from allowing any of the dogs to make
him cum but I thought that might just be that he wanted to give me all of
it.  He had said I deserved every drop of cum he could give me the few
hours he worked.  I didn't argue with him and sucked him at least twice
everyday.  He had gotten to where he enjoyed my tongue in his ass almost as
much as he was enjoying the blow jobs.  My Master had convinced him to fuck
me a few times but he preferred getting sucked off and pissing in my mouth.

On a normal day I would have been in the yard waiting for him and would
have sucked his dick before he started working.  He must have wondered
where I was, not seeing my Master's truck he might have thought that I
wasn't there so when he walked up to the house to leave a note about the
Airedale he was startled to see me on my feet in the kitchen.  He was so
used to me being the subservient dog he walked right in and started
pinching my nipples.  That is a sure way to get me erect, not quite as fast
as licking my ass or pissing on my ass but pretty fast.  That may have been
the first time that he actually thought of me as a person, not a bitch boy.

He was entranced with the hairlessness of my crotch.  I really didn't
expect him to touch me so when he cupped my balls my dick jumped.  He liked
that.  He squeezed me a second time and I groaned, I hadn't realized it but
I missed having somebody play with my dick and maybe suck me or allow me to
fuck them.  I knew I was allowed to speak while I was in the kitchen but I
didn't think it was the right time, even though I wanted to tell him to go
down on me.  I let him play with my balls a few more minutes and when he
stroked my dick for the first time there was nothing I could do but put my
arm on his shoulder and start exerting pressure.  I was damned if he wasn't
going to suck my dick right there and then.  He knew what I was doing and
slowly allowed me to push him lower. When his head reached my chest he
reached out and licked my nipples, I wanted more and if he didn't hurry up
I was going to be shooting cum on the kitchen floor.

I increased the pressure on his shoulders by adding my other hand to the
other side.  He could have resisted had he wanted, he is a strong boy, I
have seen him tossing around hundred pound sacks of dog food like lunch
bags.  His knees buckled and he was staring at my dick from about an inch.
I wasn't about to break the mood by speaking but I wanted him to make the
next move on his own, I wasn't going to rape his mouth but if he didn't do
something soon I was going to put a hand on his neck and see if he got the
idea.

My Master was pulling the truck in beside mine when Donny overcame his
reluctance and put his lips on my dick head.  What a relief, I ordered him
to tongue it.  Speaking to him broke down whatever barrier still existed
and the boy had my entire dick in his mouth sucking and licking like a pro.
I leaned back against a counter and let him do it.  I would have love it if
he worked on my balls with his mouth but he was engrossed with the dick in
his mouth, loving it, worshiping it, sucking it and working me to an
orgasm.  My Master walked in the front door and seeing what was happening
stood silently motioning me to fuck the boy's face, there was no need.
With my Master looking on I gave the boy a load of cum that had been
building for three days, he tried to pull away when the first spurt hit his
tongue but I grabbed his ears and continued shooting until my balls ached.

"Donny, over here."  I looked at my Master and saw his hard dick sticking
out over his open jeans.  The boy was about to get a lot of dick.  He took
one look and ran out the door and jumped on his cycle and tore out the
driveway.

"Well, bitch boy, I guess it is yours to suck.  Get over here."  I never
had resisted that huge dick and since he was in the dining room I fell to
my hands and knees and rushed over to the dick that had already started to
seep pre-cum.  I love the taste of his pre-cum, it is sweet as honey and
has just a hint of the cinnamon flavor that pervades his cum.  I did my
best to milk his prostrate and balls to get more of the pre-cum before I
did something I had never thought possible I forced myself down on his dick
so far he slid into my throat.  Every other time he had been in my throat
he had fucked his way in, this was on my own.  I was learning to use my
throat muscles and he was moaning in pleasure as I worked to give him as
much pleasure as possible.  When he started swelling in anticipation of
shooting I pulled back far enough that the cum would land on my tongue, not
be wasted in my throat.

"Leave my dick sit on your tongue.  I came to the house to take a piss and
I'll be ready in a few seconds."  Having been apart for only a few hours I
was surprised that I was so happy to have my Master back and pissing in my
mouth.  He pissed hard and I had trouble swallowing as fast as he pissed
but I did manage not to leave a drop escape my mouth.

"My brother is coming by this evening.  I will expect you to service his
every desire.  They won't be any stranger than mine so don't worry.  I'll
expect some of your special beans to be served with the meal.  He deserves
to have a bitch boy's piss.  He doesn't think of you as human, he calls you
one of my dogs.  Is that what you are?"

"Yelp."

"No, bitch boy.  You are a human that is willing to live the life of a dog
for me."

"Yelp."

"I don't want you to forget that.  If I thought of you as my dog I wouldn't
have let you get that blow job from Donny.  You know that is the first one
he has ever given?"

"Yelp."

"Do you think he is going to let you fuck him before I mate him with a
dog?"

"Yelp."

"He liked your dick, eh?"

"Yelp."

"It is time for you to get out in the yard, Today you are set for the last
of the three white beauties and the Irish."  I wasn't surprised that I was
going to have to take the big dog, he stood almost three and a half feet at
the shoulder, he wouldn't need to climb on my back.  He would be able to
stand over me and fuck.  I wondered if his dick was going to match up to
his size.  Part of my duties at the kennel was giving two dogs a day a
bath, I understood this was so the dogs became comfortable with me but I
had not yet given the Irish a bath and I wasn't sure of his temperament.

The white Argentine beauty was glad to see me on my knees, he knew what was
supposed to happen and took no time in getting to me or getting on my back.
Fortunately for me his dick was on target the first time he humped at my
body.  The quickly swelling bone was in me and sinking in inch by inch
before my Master walked back to where he had told me to wait.  He liked
what he saw and praised the dog, ignoring me.  He wasn't as large as the
other two white beauties still he had a respectable amount of dick that was
rough on my ass.  He was pounding his knot against me in a very few
minutes, I tried to relax but the pain held me back.  He was the first dog
at my Master's kennel that fucked me without tieing with me.  When he
slipped out he ran back to his cage to lay down and lick his dick.

My Master decided I didn't need a rest between dogs he went and got the
Irish, bringing him to where I was on a short leash.  He was bouncy as my
Master stood in front of me ordering me to get him ready to fuck.  I don't
like the hairiness when I am trying to get my mouth on a dick but that
didn't mean anything to the dog or my Master.  As soon as I touched the
dog's balls he started showing, I opened my mouth and blew some air at the
dark dick and when it poked out another inch used my tongue to help him
emerge from his hairy sheath.  I wouldn't have been surprised if he was
hung like a horse, he was at least one hundred and eighty pounds.  All I
could get was a pink bone with a hint of where the knot would be.

My Master seemed to know how the Irish behaved and without a complaint at
my inability to get more dick showing walked him around to where he took a
quick sniff at my asshole.  He must have liked what he found there because
he moved quicker than I had seen him do anytime he was out.  He had three
or four inches of dick in me before he closed his front legs around me, I
had wondered whether he would need to hold on.  He had seemed thin for such
a large dog but I could tell that he was all runner's muscle.  His strokes
were long and hard, I knew that he was going to jam his knot into me as
soon as it was full.  He was still hitting my ass hard with his knot when a
small yellow sports car pulled up maybe fifteen feet away.

"Damn, George you didn't tell me that your new bitch boy was white."

"Does it make a difference, he is taking the dogs' dick, services me and
and my friends and you if you want."  I could tell there was a lot of
tension between the brothers.  My Master didn't seem to think of what he
had said.

"So you're giving that white boy your proud black seed?

"That's right, Jack.  I give him my sperm and my piss, I let him lick my
ass and suck my toes.  I have him cook my dinner and entertain my dogs.
You never seemed to care where you put your dick before, I remember white
boys and girls, an Asian boy, a Mexican girl and who knows what other mixes
you were involved in."

"That was then and this is now, George.  We're at a point where Black Lives
Matter."

"My black life has always mattered and this bitch boy will tell you it
matters to him a lot.  So what is your problem?"

"I have been reading Malcolm X's autobiography and some of the internet
writings of the Black Lives Matter people, we need to stop giving the white
man our seed.  That is how they enslave us."

"Who do you see being fucked by a dog?  Me? No, my white bitch boy."

"Only because he wants you to provide dogs to satisfy his ass.  He has
turned the master slave relationship upside down on you.  I bet he loves
drinking your piss so much that you think he is worshiping you when he is
actually forcing you to feed him."

"You are one sick dude, bro.  He gets what I want to give him when I want
to give it to him.  Do I ask him what he wants?  No.  Does he get to speak
to me? No.  If I want to watch him being fucked by a dog and sucking
another he will do it.  If I tell him to lick your ass he is going to do
it."

"He is just a white boy exploiting the black men.  He ain't touching my
ass."

"Well stand there and watch the dog fuck him, then."

"That is all he is worth.  Are you letting all the dogs fuck him?"

"He hasn't had them all yet, but by the end of the week all of the dogs and
the Wolf will have had his ass."

"How many more is he going to get today?"

"This is his second this afternoon.  If you want he can take another one or
two."

"Since I'm not getting sucked off I may as well be entertained with a good
show."

Jack really didn't look like he came from the same family as my Master.  He
was two shades darker black, shorter and not as muscular or thin.  Their
voices were similar as were the cadences but if I had seen them together I
would not have assumed a family connection.  I wondered if watching another
two dogs fucking me was going to change his mind about getting his dick
sucked.

My Master brought out one of the German Pointers, I had taken his dick
before and knew that while he wasn't that thick he could fuck like crazy.
My Master didn't give him to my face before walking him up to my butt,
slapping some grease on my hole and setting his feet on my back.  The dog
knew want he was supposed to do and after a few feeble attempts at hitting
the hole my Master helped him find my ass.  The dog was fucking slower than
the last time he had me.  I was surprised to see the other Pointer rushing
up to me.  I was afraid they were going to start fighting but he stopped
where I could dip my head under his belly and suck him from his sheath and
then start giving him a good blow job.

Jack expressed his amazement that I was taking two of the dogs at the same
time.  He had pulled his dick out of his pants and was slowly jacking off
to the show.  It was another way that he was different than his brother, he
was about average in length and girth, but he did have nice balls that
deserved to be sucked.  I was surprised when I heard my Master ask if he
wanted him to bring him a dog that would lick him off.  If I wasn't good
enough would he really let a dog do him?

"Nah, I'll wait to I get home.  Maybe our little brother will suck me off
if I give him ten bucks.  Speaking of bucks, remember that fence we helped
Elmer build for his Emus?  We trapped a young buck inside the fence.  Why
don't you take this bitch boy over there and get him a wild fuck?"  He had
gotten to his feet and was putting his dick away.

"I don't know about that, he is into dogs but a wild animal?  It would be
fun to watch.  Tell Elmer to give me a call, I could probably use one of
the deer hides he has around and they sell doe scent at the gun store.
I'll think about it."

"Waiting to hear if the bitch boy allows you do something he hasn't told
you he wants?  Yeah he's the slave and you're the master."

"A wild deer might do some real damage to him.  I've seen them use their
hooves to hurt a dog, I paid a lot of money to buy him and I don't want him
damaged."

"I'm going to set it up with Elmer.  If you don't make it happen I'll know
you have turned into his pussy."

Jack didn't say anything else before he got in the car and left.  Both dogs
had turned, it was the first time I'd had a dog in my mouth turn and
looking at his ass wasn't what I wanted to be doing but I didn't drop the
dick.  I must have been an odd sight with two dogs facing away from me with
their dicks stuck in me beyond their knots.  My Master seemed distracted
barely looking at me or the dogs that he had brought to the yard, only when
he heard the first one pop from my ass did he return to the action taking
the dog to his cage and standing there called for the dog that was still in
my mouth.  I stayed where I was unsure of what was coming next.

I had been there on my knees for at least fifteen minutes before I saw my
Master returning to the yard his big dick swinging in front of him.  He had
disposed of his clothes while gone.  I would gladly take him anyway he
wanted even though I had been so roughly fucked and had the taste of dog
cum in my mouth. I was given a quick order to open my mouth.  He pissed in
me more of necessity than any desire to be giving me his piss, finished he
told me to heel and it was time to work on his truck with me fetching his
tools one by one from an oily toolbox.  I was sure my face was black with
grease and oil by the time he started the truck up.

"Go fix dinner.  And forget about the piss in the beans."

I fixed the meal he had planned for his brother, cutting down the portions.
Twice while working in the kitchen I needed to go outside to an outhouse
that my Master had designated as mine, the dogs had filled me more
thoroughly than I had guessed and after three dogs I wasn't able to clamped
down too tightly..  I was just finishing up dishing up his plate of food
when my Master walked into the house.  He took his plate without speaking.
I was still in the kitchen and could have created a question to ask but I
knew he was not in the mood so I crawled out of the kitchen and tried
eating my dinner from the bowl I had fixed for myself.

"Bitch boy, get over here on my toes."

He had always allowed me time to eat my meal before this.  I didn't know if
I had done something wrong or it was simply his reaction to having fought
with his brother.  I pushed my way between the chairs and table legs and
did as told.  I hadn't thought of myself as particularly attracted to feet
before I was purchased by my Master, but I was happy to be worshiping at
his feet.  I sucked, licked and rubbed my face on his feet well aware that
what I was doing was giving him an erection that had to be uncomfortable as
it hit the underside of the table.  Even rock hard he didn't allow me to
move from his feet to his dick or his balls.

He leaned down and put his plate on the floor and left the table to sit in
the living room.  I didn't know what was wrong, but I followed the orders I
had been given the first day.  I licked his plate clean and finished my
meal before pushing the plate and bowl into the kitchen where I could stand
and pick them up from the floor.  CT,I forgot to tell you I am allowed to
remove the mitts when I'm in the house, that is good or I wouldn't be able
to cook or wash dishes with them hindering my hands.  I cleaned up what was
left to be cleaned before going to the living room and settling down at the
feet of my Master.  I had done little more than suck on each toe when he
told me to get up on the sofa.

That was a treat.  Having my knees on something soft was more pleasant than
I can tell you.  I was still getting up when he told me to lay down with my
head on his lap and clean his balls. They weren't dirty, but they were
sweaty and as far as I was concerned that was a great desert.  While I
licked and sucked he sat reading a book that I had never seen before.  He
would occasionally put one of his hands on my head and pat me like a dog or
using his right hand pet me along the top of my shoulders and scratch
behind my ears.  If he hadn't touched me that way I might have fallen
asleep with one of his balls in my mouth, it had been an exhausting day.  I
was careful not to suck on his dick, when he told me to suck his balls he
meant his balls and nothing else.

It had gotten dark outside and the only sounds were birds and insects.  The
dogs had all settled in for the night and the kennel and the house were
located far enough into the forest that we were unable to hear any sounds
from the road a few miles away or from across the lake.  I was startled by
my Master slapping my ass, hard.  I had fallen asleep on the job.  I went
back to sucking on his balls as if I had never stopped.  He told me to get
down.  Once on the floor he spread his legs and motioned me between them.
He had slouched down on the sofa far enough that his asshole was exposed
and that is where he pushed my face.  I eagerly started licking and
probing, I didn't want him to think I wasn't there for him.

"Bitch boy, I've been reading about deer sex and I think you will be able
to take a deer dick.  It will take some masquerading of you to fool the
buck into approaching but my brother was right. When w go to Elmer's I'll
wrap you in the deer hide and slap your ass with the scent I can get at the
gun store.  I might pad you a little so the hooves don't hurt you but that
will be up to Elmer.  I have never seen a deer fucking a man, it sounds
different enough to be entertaining.

"I had wanted you to suck my brother's dick when he was here.  This may be
enough to get him off that racist crap he was spouting.  After you get
Jack's cum I am going to figure out a way to get my little brother out here
for you, too.  He is seventeen and I am sure he will be horny enough to
give you a few loads.  He wants to be like me so much he will probably give
you lots of piss, too.  That may take some time, but he promised to help
out when I started to build the cabins I have planned for visitors."

I listened to him but I wasn't really hearing what he was saying until he
said he was going to have me suck his little brother's dick and drink his
piss.  What kind of family did he come from?  He had a mother that knew he
had a bitch boy and a brother spouting racist garbage.  He had another
brother that he was sure would like having me suck his dick.  Then there
was the cousin that had watched me getting dog dick fed to me on both ends
and would do nothing more than give me piss.

Before I was put to bed my Master took me out for a walk.  He hadn't used a
leash on me since the day I came to live with him but that evening he did.
He urged me to take a piss on a tree beyond the trucks, and when we walked
back by the kennel told me that the next day was going to be the day I
finally was fucked by the Wolf.  I didn't know what to think about that,
but if I was going to take deer dick why not Wolf dick?  I wondered what
other kinds of animals my Master thought I should allow to fuck me, I knew
he had said there would be no horses since he didn't want me stretched out
that big, but if he found the right pony he might see what that was like.

I barely slept that night, why was I allowing myself to expand the world
beyond dog sex?  The Wolf didn't bother me that much, after all he is a
canine although he could turn meaner than any of the other dogs I'd had.
But a deer?  And a pony?  Was there a way I could refuse my Master?  I
didn't know anything about deer other than the fact they had horns and
hooves that could hurt a man.  If the deer they had spoken of had been
trapped inside a fence for any amount of time would that mean he was
partially tamed?  Or would he be so horny from not having been around other
deer that he would rip me apart?  Why was I risking my health because my
Master's brother wanted him to prove that I was the slave not the master?