Date: Sun, 13 Mar 2011 10:04:09 -0700
From: Steve B <downboypdx@gmail.com>
Subject: Dean's Pup Training part 8: Dino's Week as a Puppy

            I was surprised when Dean called and asked if he could spend a
week as a pup in my kennel.  We discussed all aspects of living as a puppy
24/7, and after a long conversation, he convinced me he understood what he
was getting into, and was prepared to live completely as Dino the pup for
the entire time.  Even though he had done very well in his weekly training
sessions, I knew this level of commitment was difficult for some, so was
interested to see how he would do.  We agreed that once he started, he would
be committed to living as a pup until the week was over.

            He arrived with a big smile and quickly went downstairs to
prepare for a week of puppy life.  I followed soon after, and found him
naked, lying on his bed.  "Dino, it is good to see you!" I said as I reached
the final step, causing him to excitedly jump up and trot over to me.  I
bent down and took his head in my hands, "Are you ready for a fun week
living here, huh?"  He gave a happy bark, and I proceeded to dress him in
his paws and collar.  He then rolled over and whined at me to remove his
cock cage.  I debated about taking it off, but he had worn it for two weeks
now, and had committed to live as a pup for a full week, so I decided to see
how he would behave.

            "OK, Dino, I guess you earned a little freedom. Let me find the
key."  Dino gave a happy yip and squirmed in anticipation of having his cock
released from its confinement.  I removed the device, and noticed his dick
needed a good cleaning.  "Dino, stay!" I commanded, as I went to get a cloth
to clean him up.

            His puppy shaft grew and was straining as I finished wiping him
down.  "Dino, you need a good grooming, don't you boy?" I asked, as I
noticed his hair had begun to show again.  "Let's get you all cleaned up,
shall we?"  We moved to the grooming table, and I proceeded to shave his
cock and balls until smooth.  "OK Dino, show!" I said, as he scampered
around and got into position, and raised his ass high so I could continue
the grooming.  I applied a thin coat of shaving gel to his ass and carefully
guided the razor between his cheeks and around his little hole until he was
one clean, smooth puppy.  "OK, Dino, up.  See how pretty you look." He gave
a yip of appreciation, and hopped down from the table.

            I let him outside to go to the bathroom, but when he returned,
he went to the inside bathroom door.  He barked once and gently pawed at the
door. As I approached, he raised his right paw and gave a soft whine.
"What's wrong, Dino?  Do you need to get busy?" I asked, as I unbuckled his
right paw and opened the door. He turned, went in and hopped on the toilet.
I stood watch and he looked up at me with the hint of embarrassment that all
dogs feel when they take a shit as their owner looks on.  "Hurry up, Dino.
Get busy," I said, as I watched carefully.  Dino did his business and hopped
off the toilet and held up his right front leg.  I flushed the toilet and
replaced his paw, praising him with a "Good boy, Dino. Are you ready for
your tail, huh?"  He gave an excited bark, and instinctively went into show
position.  "What a good puppy, Dino.  Good pup!" I said, rubbing his back as
I gently slipped his attachment in place.

            I took Dino upstairs and showed him all around the house, since
this was his home for the next week.  I pointed out his water and food bowl
on the floor in the kitchen and his soft bed in the corner. "Look, Dino,
there's your bed.  Go give it a try," I said, pointing to the plush pillow
in the corner.  He trotted over, and gently stepped onto the soft fabric,
laid down, and gave a happy yip.

            I watched Dino settle in over the first hour or so, and noticed
he walked with his head a little too low.  I wanted him to be a prideful
puppy while he was hear, so decided to work on that.  "Dino, come!" I said.
Dino came over, and I knelt beside him. I turned his head to look at me, and
asked, "Dino, you are proud to be a puppy, aren't you?"  He wagged his tail,
and I continued.  "Then I need you to hold you head up when you are here,
like this," I said, as I gently pulled back on his collar, lifting his head
up and in full pride position.  "Look at what a proud puppy you are Dino."
 I could almost see his chest swell as he pulled his head even more erect.
"Good boy, Dino.  You are such a proud boy, huh?" He licked my hand and
trotted off to find something to play with.

            In about 20 minutes, I noticed him walking across the room, and
his head slacked down to its previous level.  "Dino! Come!" I shouted, and
he obediently trotted to me.  With firm pressure, I pulled his head back and
held his collar tight while explaining,  "Dino, you need to hold your head
high and show me what a proud puppy you are when you are here.  That means
all the time.  I won't tell you again."  I gave a light jerk backward to
emphasize the importance of this command, and released him to return to his
play.  I watched as he caught himself a few times, stopping, quickly pulling
his head back, then continuing with whatever he was doing.  Of course, he is
a puppy and still learning, so I knew it wouldn't be too long before he
would completely forget the earlier lesson.

            I needed a few minutes in my office, so pointed to the bed in
the corner of the room, and said, "Dino, get on your bed.  Good boy, now
stay!"  I left the room for a few minutes, but on my way to get a cup of
coffee, came upon Dino in the family room.  "Dino!!" I bellowed.  "You get
down from there, right now!  Bad, bad dog!" I yelled.  Dino yelped in pain
as I delivered a hard swat to his butt.  "That, mister, just earned you
three more days in your cock cage.  Get on your bed and roll over, now!"  I
went over to the couch that Dino was fucking and examined the cushions to
see if he had climaxed or if I caught him in time.  Luckily, there were just
traces of drool from his excited little prick.

            I went to the pup, who was lying on his back with his hind legs
spread wide.  Unfortunately, his cock was still stiff as a board, and would
no way fit inside his chastity cage.  I went to the freezer and got a large
bag of peas, shook them hard to loosen them, and returned to the
spread-eagle pup.  Kneeling down, I laid the frozen bag directly on his
groin, and molded the icy crush around his cock and balls.  "Dino, don't you
dare move!"  He knew I was extremely disappointed in him, and I was sure he
would stay put.  I went down stairs and got his cock cage as well as a pride
strap, and returned to the little pup.  Dino had not moved a muscle, but was
shivering lightly from the cold.  I waited a while longer before I removed
the peas, revealing bight red, shriveled puppy equipment that easily fit in
the chastity cage.  Dino gave a quiet whimper as he heard the lock click.

            "Dino, show!" I commanded, causing the pup to scramble to his
feet, then drop into the show position.  I firmly jerked his tail from his
narrow behind, causing a pained yelp from the young one.  He had never seen
a pride strap before, but I knew he needed more punishment than just wearing
his cage.

           The pride strap consists of a thin nylon cord fashioned with a
slip knot at one end. The cord is about 6 inches long, then it attaches to a
few feet of one inch wide nylon webbing.  There is Velcro almost the entire
length of the webbing, and a Velcro attachment at the end.

            With Dino in position, I grabbed his balls firmly, and avoiding
the cage, threaded them through the slip knot.  I jerked a little too hard,
making my point, tightening the knot, causing his little orbs to be squeezed
impossibly tight so his sack is shiny and hard.  "Dino, up!" I say, and as
he rises to his four feet, I put the other end of the webbing through a
D-ring in his collar, and pulled back.  As the strap tightened, the cord
attached to his balls slips between his cheeks and pulls his hard nut sack
backward, and points his cock cage down between his legs.  I continue taking
the slack out of the strap by pulling the end backward.  As the strap
tightens, Dino raises his head high.  I pulled his head back, a little past
pride, and affixed the Velcro tab to the strap in middle of his back.
 "There you go, Dino.  This will help you remember to hold you head up while
you are here," I say as I stand up.  Dino doesn't move, not sure of what is
next, and probably a bit concerned at what any movement will mean to his
balls.  "Go on, Dino.  Go play," I say.

            Dino moved gingerly wearing his new contraption.  He couldn't
lower his head at all, and after a few hours, I heard him whining in the
kitchen. I turned the corner and found Dino standing in front of his water
bowl, unable to lower his head to take a drink.  "Dino, for heaven's sake.
You got yourself into this mess, now figure it out!!" I scolded. "You
figured out how to fuck my couch, didn't you?" I continued.  Of course, I
knew he could maneuver himself into a position to drink, but I wasn't going
to help him figure out how.  I returned to my chair, and after several
minutes, heard Dino slopping in the water.  "If you spill any water on my
floor, you had better clean it up, mister!" I hollered.  His silence was
followed by much quieter drinking, and I assumed he had licked up any mess
he had made.  Dino really was a good puppy at heart, and I hated having to
discipline him like this, but I knew it was what he needed to fulfill his
quest to become a fully trained pup.

            After two days of Dino wearing the pride strap during the day, I
decided to try him without it.  He was a good pup and behaved well, holding
his head very high and proud all morning, I wanted to give him a reward.  He
had been in his chastity device for two weeks prior to this week, and now
two more days since he humped the sofa.  I decided to give him a treat and
remove it a day early.  Dino wiggled in anticipation as I unlocked his
anxious prick.  "Dino, if you ever try and fuck the couch again, your cock
will never see the light of day, do you understand?" I asked sternly.  He
just squirmed as his cock finally fell free, causing the pup to give a
satisfied whine.

            "You are going to be a big stud someday, aren't you , huh boy?"
I say, as I jostled the pup's junk.  He barked proudly, and wagged his
tail.  "Do you want to show me what a big stud you are, huh, Dino? Shall we
practice?" I asked, causing an excited yip from the pup.  He had played with
the practice bench only once, but he knew what it was for, and excitedly
went over to it.  Without hesitation, he hopped his front paws on the bench,
and stood tall, his stiff puppy cock wagging in anticipation beneath his
little belly.  "Dino, down! Wait for my command!" I admonished, as he hopped
down from the bench.  He hung his head just a bit, then remembered, and
pulled it high again.  "Good boy, Dino.  Ready?" I ask, petting his back.
"OK, mount!" I say, as he hops up mounting the bench.  "Good boy, Dino," I
say, as I squirt a mess of lube into my palm.  I make a loose fist, and hold
it underneath the pup.  "Dino, find the hole, go on, where's the hole?" Dino
begins frantic stabs, thrusting his little cock into the air, searching in
vain for my fist.  After a minute of his cute antics, I help out, and gently
press my curled little finger against the wet tip of his prick.  Before I
can give any command, Dino's lust takes over, and he frantically thrusts his
dick into my slippery grip.  "Dino, bad dog!  Get down!" I shout, as I pull
my fist away.  "On command, Dino, you know that.  Never just start without
my command.  How do you know whether to be gentle or rough, huh?" I say,
softening my tone, realizing his young enthusiasm and forced chastity caused
a level of frustration that any pup would have a hard time controlling.


            "Let's try again, Dino.  Ready? Mount!" I say, remaking a fist
and lowering it into place.  "Find it, Dino," and I watch him fuck the air a
few times, until I help him find his target.  When his cock touches my fist,
I quickly say, "Dino, stay!" and I can feel his dick twitch as he obediently
waits for his next command.  "Good boy Dino.  Good puppy!  OK, be gentle
Dino.  Go ahead, be gentle."  With that, I feel Dino press his little length
slowly into my slippery fist, his hips quivering with the difficulty of
holding back.  When he has pressed a few inches in I say, "Stay!" and he
stops with a whimper.  I squeeze his cock lightly, causing more whining from
the frustrated little pup, then give another command.  "Gentle, Dino, go
ahead, be gentle."  I can tell it is taking all the concentration the little
dog has to work the artificial hole slowly, but he continues pressing bit by
bit until he is completely buried.  He instinctively stops, not wanting to
risk me pulling away again, and I tell him, "Go ahead, Dino, but be
gentle."  With that, he slowly pulls back, until he feels the end of my
fist, and he begins pressing forward again.  "What a gently stud you are,
Dino.  Good boy!" I praise, as he quivers and slowly fucks my hand.  I reach
between his legs, and gently pull on his sack, causing a whimper as it adds
to his frustration.  After several agonizingly slow thrusts, I command,
"Dino, stay!" causing him to freeze in place, his cock pulsing in my hand,
and his hind legs barely shaking.  "Are you ready to be rough, Dino, huh?
Can you be a rough stud?" I ask, causing a loud bark from the little dog.
"OK, Dino, be rough," and that is all he needs.  His little hips start
pumping madly, as he fucks my fist with abandon.  He shuffles his hind feet
for traction, and is impressive in his aggression for such a young puppy.
In less than a minute, Dino begins whining and shaking, and spews a thick
rope of puppy spunk into my fist, much spilling to the floor in heavy
glops.  I feel his cock pulse as he continues to pump his cream.  He is
whimpering as he pours his seed onto the floor, and slows his forceful
thrusts.  Soon, the climax is done, and Dino is completely spent.  "What a
good boy, Dino.  You are going to be such a big stud, aren't you?" I ask, as
I pet him, and tell him to get down off the stool.  "OK boy, clean up your
mess," I say, pointing to the pool of cum he left.  He leans down, and
begins lapping the rich milk from the floor until it is clean as a whistle.

            "Dino, you have been such a good puppy this week.  And tomorrow
is breeding day, won't that be fun?" I ask.  He wags his tail and gives his
trademark happy yip, knowing the excitement that lies ahead.

            Breeding day finally arrived, and I find Dino awake in his cage,
his cock pressing thickly against the chastity encasement.  "Good morning,
Dino.  Did you have a good sleep, huh?" I ask, as he waits excitedly for me
to let him out of his puppy cage.  He trots out, and goes through his
morning ritual, getting a drink, being let out for a pee and a visit to the
inside bathroom, then getting his tail.  I don't let the pups sleep with
their tails, but make slipping it in as part of the morning routine.  Dino
is full of energy as he anticipates the activities of the day.

            After a light breakfast, the morning passes slowly for the
little dog, who is anticipating a day of play.  Finally, the doorbell
finally rings, causing the pup to jump up and start barking.  I chuckle to
myself at the little puppy trying his best to sound the fierce guard dog.
"Dino, quiet!" I say, and point to his bed.  "Get on your bed.  Hurry up!" I
command, as I go to answer the door.

            Calvin is a good looking young black man that I had never worked
with before, but who came highly recommended as a stud for my pups.  I took
him downstairs and got him ready for his studly duties.  When he was ready,
I called for Dino.  He came trotting down the stairs as fast as he could,
and stopped with a jerk as he saw the unfamiliar large, black stud.  "Dino,"
I introduced, "this is Cal, your new friend. Say hello."  Cal took control
and approached the still pup, sniffing his way around the young body.  Dino
returned the favor, and I watched him give a second look to the heavy
equipment Cal is carrying.

            Just as they complete their greetings, Duke enters from the
other room, and gives a loud bark.  Dino gives an excited yip, and runs over
to greet his old fried.  They sniff and nuzzle for a bit until I separate
them.  "Dino, you need to groom Cal and make him feel welcome, don't you
think?" I ask, as I walk over to the big stud.  "Cal, up!" I command,
causing the large dog to rise up on his hind legs.  His chest and forearms
are well muscled, his abs tight, and at his crotch hangs a thickly veined
shaft, heavy with anticipation.  The cock head is completely covered by his
uncut sheath, but there is no mistaking the huge flared helmet hidden
within.  His egg-sized balls dangle below loosely, hot and hairless. Dino
carefully examines the stud's equipment, then with his snout pushes the
heavy cock aside and begins gently lapping at the big nut sack.  He quickens
the pace and watches as Cal's cock thickens, slidoing up Dino's cheek until
it is sticking straight out, then completely hardened and pointing at the
ceiling.  Dino continues licking, alternating between the shaft and sack.
Cal is enjoying the attention, and quietly lets the little dog continue his
work.

            "Dino," I instruct, "get the bone.  Go ahead, get the bone."
Dino obediently slips his lips around the sheath, and gently peels it back.
He licks the few drops of fluid that ooze from the tip, and continues
skinning the stud's flared helmet.  Just as Dino gets about half the thick
tool in his mouth, he is jerked back by Duke pulling on his tail.  Well
trained, Dino steadies himself, shuffles his back legs apart for stability,
and continues his work on Cal.

            Duke again pulls back on the tail, and works it from the little
dog's behind.  Tossing it aside, the big dog mounts his pup, and expertly
lowers himself into position.  Dino gives a muffled whine as Dukes thick
tool presses into his young ass, stretching the folds tight as he slips past
the outer ring.  A few more muffled sounds escape Dino as Duke forces the
last few inches of his meat into the target.  Duke begins his strong and
steady thrusts in and out of the little one, and rather than fight the
force, Dino allows Duke's rhythm dictate how he is treating Cal's bone.  As
Duke thrusts in, Dino is pressed forward and swallows the black sword, then
slides back on the thick shaft as Duke withdraws from the tight tunnel.
Duke disappears inside Dino's ass, and Call slides in Dino's mouth, then
both cocks slide out as Duke withdraws.  It is pretty hot to watch, and I'm
again reminded why I love being a master to these animals.

            Duke increases both the pace and strength of his thrusts until
he is slamming the pup hard.  Dino has to push back against the assault from
the rear to avoid choking on the heavy rod being forced down his throat.
After several minutes of this treatment, Duke starts to growl, and I know
the delivery of his seed has begun.  His thrusts slow, then with one last
hard shove, he buries his shaft deep.  Guttural grunts escape the stud as
his hips shoot forward in irregular spasms, pouring his hot K9 load into the
little one.  The pup gives muffled whines as he feels the warm ooze coat his
guts and wiggles his butt trying to milk every last drop from the stud.

            When Duke is finished, he raises up and slips his heavy shaft
from the little dog's behind.  A thick rope of cum stretches from ass to
cock before snapping.  Duke falls to the floor in exhaustion, spreads his
hind legs and gives a loud bark to Dino.  The little dog pulls off Cal, and
turns his attention to his old friend.  Cal drops to all fours, and watches
as Dino lowers his head and begins licking the slime from Duke's cock.  As
Dino leans over, Cal watches the pup's ass open, and takes the opportunity
presented to him.  He sticks out his large tongue and begins tasting the
remnants Duke left on Dino's hole.

            I watch the black stud lick Dino clean, and notice the young
pup's little cock is thick and pressed hard against the cage surrounding
it.  I'm sure he would have ejaculated with Duke's treatment earlier if his
cage had been removed.  I was glad I decided to keep him in it for the day.

            When Cal was done slobbering around Dino's hole, he hopped up
and mounted him.  The stud's cock was rock hard and waiving above the little
dog's back.  I had almost forgotten the breeding stance Dino had been
practicing for this very occasion, and I instructed Cal to get down.
"You'll get a chance in a second.  I want to show you a new position Dino
has learned for you," I said, as Dino rose up after finishing cleaning
Duke.

            "Dino," I said, looking at the young pup, "Are you ready to show
us your new position?  Breed!" I commanded, patting the floor in front of
the young dog.  "Breed, Dino!"  Just as practiced, Dino shuffled his hind
legs to a wide stance, dropped his belly, and stretched his front paws out
in front.  He then laid his forelegs down, and rested on his elbows.  "Good
boy!" I praised, as he got into perfect breeding position, and I rubbed his
head.  "Cal, mount!" I called, as the big dog again hopped up on the pup.

            Cal quickly found the target, and pressed the flared head of his
heavy meat against the relaxed opening.  Dino whimpered quietly as he felt
the heavy tool stretch inside.  The black stud let his front paws slip to
Dino's side, clamping him tightly.  Soon, he was pounding the pup hard,
squeezing him forcefully and pulling Dino's light body back onto his rigid
member.  The heavy thrusts caused loud slapping as their bodies met.  I
smiled with pride at my little pup as he took the punishment without
complaint.  This little guy stayed in position as Cal banged hard against
his backside, burying his cock completely, then pulling out until his flared
head was pinched by Dino's tight ring, only to slam in again even harder.
This treatment continued for several minutes, and I was very please as I
watched my pup push back to meet each heavy thrust delivered by the hot
stud.  "Dino, you are a very good mate, do you know that?" I said as I
watched him rock back and forth under the assault.

            Cal continued fucking hard and changed his rhythm several times
before starting his climax sequence.  With a deep growl, he buried his shaft
hard until there was nothing left to press into the pup.  His hips convulsed
sharply, causing quick, partial withdrawls followed by hard jerks deep into
the little pup.  I watched his tail quiver and pulse as he pumped his load
deep into Dino.  His panting let me know he had worked hard, but I was sure
Dino had not disappointed his new friend.

            When Cal had finished, he pulled out of the pup, and walked to
the front of the little dog, still in breeding position.  Instead of laying
down, as Duke did, Cal raised up on is hind legs, and let his damp and heavy
meat hang thickly in front of the submissive puppy.  "Dino, get up.  You
have some cleaning to do," I said, as he raised up to all fours.  He raised
his head and stepped close to his mate, and began licking Cal's still plump
dangle.  I reached down and tousled the hair on his head saying, "Dino, you
are such a good puppy.  I'll bet Cal liked you as a mate.  Good boy!"  Cal
responded with a loud affirming bark, and Dino sped up his lapping of the
greasy tool and sweaty sack.

            Once Cal felt clean enough, he lowered to all fours and walked
over t o the water bowl and got a drink.  I replaced Dino's tail, then took
him upstairs and got him settled on his bed.  I think he really enjoyed
breeding day, and I was sure he would sleep soundly tonight, after the
workout he received from the big studs.



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