True Submission: Chapter 3

Jake was awoken from rough sleep to a blaring siren. Once all slaves were obviously awake the siren stopped, and the lights turned on. Without a noise several slave handlers entered the rooms and took the other cages out of the room, Jake was left alone awaiting his second day of training.

A tall man entered from a side door, looking to be in his late twenties with auburn hair, a linen button shirt, denim jeans and big brown cowboy boots.

“Mornin’ slave, or should I say puppy” his voice instantly showing his south American background, he strode towards the cage and unlocked the door. “This is going to be one of the easier days this week, as long as you have a good memory”, he beckoned for Jake to exit the cage which he did and crawled slowly towards his Master’s feet.

“Good boy, already got the ‘on all fours’ down. Now the rules of today are easy: 1 no speaking, you are seen as a dog and dogs don’t talk, 2 you will remain on all fours at all times, even for washing, grooming, eating, pissing and shitting. Finally, 3 every good pup needs a tail” The man revealed a large black plug from his back pocket which had a long rubber tail attached. “first let’s get you washed and freshly shaved like all good slaves should be” he walked towards one of the doors and opened it to reveal a wet room, Jake followed on all fours, happily trotting along, he crawled under the shower and waited for his master to turn on the water. After several minutes of scrubbing, shampooing and shaving Jake was finished and the water turned off. “Turn around boy and head on the floor” Jake did as he was told and quickly the tail plug was inserted into his ass and it brought a smile to Jake’s face.

Jake dried off, then his master collared him in a thick black leather collar with a pink lining, gave him gloves and knee pads to protect him as he crawled around. Over the course of the morning Jake was taught various positions and tricks: sit, paw, roll over, play dead, lie down and most important beg. Very rarely did Jake need correcting but when he did it was a quick whip with a riding crop his master was carrying at all times. Along with tricks Jake was also taught proper puppy technique, learning to bark, growl and whine to communicate his thoughts, how to stay behind his Master when being walked on a leash and that licking is the best way to explore the world. Jake was enjoying this training, it was a lot less painful than the day before and he actually found chasing and retrieving the dogs toys to be amusing. His cock remained hard most of the time bouncing around as he jumped forward playfully, after a few hours Jake was feeling hungry and whimpered to his Master whilst rubbing his stomach. “Ah the dog is hungry, I suppose it’s almost time for lunch, whilst I fetch your bowl you may push out your plug and go to the toilet but I want that tail back in before I arrive”, he stood up and left the room, in no time Jake pushed out the plug and relieved himself without standing, letting a golden trickle run down his leg as a brown slop fell out of his gaping hole, he had been wanting to go for a while but hadn’t yet figured out how to ask. Once he was empty Jake managed to position the plug against his hole and force it back in, he then knelt and waited beside his steaming turd.

Re-entering his Master seemed pleased by the pile beside Jake, he carried two silver bowl one full of water and the other with had several chunks of meat and biscuit in it to try and replicate dog food. Once it was placed on the floor, he made Jake wait for it and beg then allowed him to tuck in. Jake sprang towards the food his stomach growling after a long day without proper food, even though it wasn’t the most delectable meal Jake realised he was slipping into the headspace of deserving this food and being treated like less than a human, his cock twinged slightly at this thought. Upon finishing his food he lapped up a few mouthfuls of water, enjoying the cool refreshing liquid running down his throat. He licked the bowls clean then returned to his kneeling position in front of his Master.

“Well done boy, nice to see you still have an appetite. I think because you’re enjoying the puppy life so much I will take you for a walk, how does that sound?” Jake barked enthusiastically in return and his Master fetched a lead and led him out of the room. Jake followed on all fours, trotting along and taking in the surroundings of The Ministry. Going down several corridors Jake saw other slaves doing general office busy work, some carrying boxes of paperwork, others carrying fetish clothing. Eventually Jake was led into an elevator and they rose several floors before emerging into a completely open plan room, across several hundred square feet there were slaves wearing only thick leather collars chained to the ceiling and working on computers. The Master led Jake on a zigzag path, he assumed to show him off but that just made him happier, eventually they stopped in a clearing in the centre of the room.

“Break time slaves, this is a trainee puppy. Feel free to touch and play with him however you want, however it is not permitted to orgasm. You have twenty minutes!” The Master shouted so all slave worked could hear, they all looked at Jake analysing his body. The chains in the ceiling dropped and the slaves swarmed towards Jake. Jake was overwhelmed by a sea of hands petting, stroking and caressing his body, it took some time but eventually he enjoyed the total body exploration, his cock was rock solid but only got occasional strokes or accidental brushes from the slaves he was yearning for someone to finally jerk him off, even if it meant cumming all over himself in front of a room of other guys.

The twenty minutes passed in what felt like second. Suddenly a bell rang, the hands stopped stroking and all the slaves returned to their seats attaching their chain to the ceiling, most of them with big smiles on their face. Jake remained kneeling in a sweaty heap in the centre of the room breathing heavily, cock swinging as his chest expanded and contracted. A few minutes later the Master returned grabbed the lead and pulled him to the elevator. The doors pinged open higher in the building, revealing a lush royal blue and black interior, this area was full of various large glass rooms all of which had what Jake assumed to be Masters in their offices, some of the glass had been turned opaque, hiding a multitude of sins. The rich velvet floor was much more comfortable to crawl on, moving through these lush offices Jake saw Masters in various states of dress, some in normal suits others in wrestling singlets, every master had a slave in his office each wearing an outfit picked out by his Master. They arrived at a small, grassed area where other pup slaves were there doing their ‘business’, with their Masters watching on and chatting to one side.

“Hello lads, brought in some fresh meat. I think he needs a little run around with some proper pups so feel free to give him a trial” With that the American Master unclipped the lead and allowed Jake to explore the other Pups, all of them gathering round sniffing and licking each other as a way to communicate. After some intense licking of his face and hole the other pups became more playful and introduced him to tug of war on some of their toys. The other Masters observed the play time conversing idly before an older Master with a long grey beard came up to Jake and began quizzing his Puppy tricks.

Jake remembered his tricks well, very easily jumping between stances making his tail wag like crazy. The Master kept giving head scritches and stroked Jake’s face as a reward, once the Master was pleased he stuck his boot out “Lick it boy” the short command was all Jake needed, he pounced on the boat licking as fast as he could, although tasting quite bad he was keen to give the large black leather boot a good coating of saliva. About halfway up Jake’s tongue began to dry out and so he slowed down, he worked his mouth but doubted he was going to be able to finish quickly. He looked up half expecting the Master to be angry, instead he simply opened his mouth and let a long gob of spit fall onto the side of the boot “Continue”, without missing a beat or a drop Jake lapped up the spit his Master had given him, enjoying the taste and finishing off the rest of the boot. Pleased with his work he sat back to let his Master admire his work “Good boy, we’ll make a puppy out of you yet! Now that they’re wet, why don’t you get some use out of them. It will be your only chance to cum for a while”. His boot sticking out glistening Jake’s body seemed to take over and he began humping the boot, a wet smacking sound coming from his cock some of the other puppys watched on as Jake twitched in excitement. He pumped hard for a few minutes his breathing heavy and body tensing as his orgasm built, drops of precum leaking down the boot, “Cum boy!” the instruction was all Jake needed he tossed his head back and let out a load moan as spurt after spurt of hot cum shot from his dick all over the Masters boot. It took a few seconds for Jake to emerge from his euphoria, his eyes focused to see the entire room enjoying his strong orgasm the some of the puppys looking jealous as their cocks were encaged.

“Your job is not done yet boy” Jake looked up quizzically at his Master, “looks like my boots need to be cleaned again” Jake saw the large streaks of sticky cum slowly dripping down the boot, he knew he didn’t have a choice and so stuck his tongue out and lapped up his load. Jake collected as much cum as he could into his mouth then showed it to the Master before swallowing it, even though it was degrading Jake’s cock twitched a little as the cum travelled down his throat.

It wasn’t long before Jake was returned to his training room, the trainer seemingly impressed with the show Jake had given. Once again, the other trainee slaves were brought in all with their battle scars of the torment they had received, all drinking, eating, pissing and shitting to recover, Jake was silently excited for how the next Master would abuse his body.