caged dogs

i am mercifully released. if i wanted to i could not raise enough strength to resist my captor. my body is a sea of pain. he orders me to the floor while he re-attaches the heavy metal collar, wrist and ankle shackles and then commands me to stand which i do unsteadily, finding balance difficult with both the blindfold and the weakness in my limbs.

he fixes my arms and the collar to a chain above my head my legs are kicked apart and chained. the steel ball stretcher is removed to my instant cries of pain as he massages my scrotum. it feels like fire. some oil or cream is rubbed in. already i feel my shrunken cock filling out with the fresh sensation. he slaps it hard. within seconds he attaches clamps to my nipples. as the pain sets in, my engorged cock shrivels again.

there is more rattling and movement before I feel cold lubricant smeared onto my penis. a couple of deft movements later and i feel a belt around my waist cinched very tight, then copious lubricant squirted into my bowels. for a few moments there is nothing except my heartbeat and the blood in my ears as i anticipate the invasion of my arse i know must surely come.

i wait

a numbness begins to spread in my arse hole and i realise i no longer feel my cock except for an empty coolness. i feel the pressure of fingers in my arse but nothing else apart from the sensastion of cold liquid dripping down my inner thighs.

suddenly the invasion begins; a sharp coldness penetrates my bowels, pressure forcing again the sphincter, i automaticaly writhe and strain against my chains and then scream as the hot pain of hard lashing on my buttocks replaces the sensations in my hole, immediately followed by a furtther sudden increase in the pressure against the sphincter and then my deep moan as the object slides in filling me.

i slump into the bondage, resistance is futile. there is pressure on my pubis; i vaguely feel an object over my penis, but am aware of the sudden tension behind my cock & balls and the sound of the cuff rachet holding it all in place. the tugging and cinching continues as my new master ensures the chastity device is tight and secure. the big plug inside me is cold. i become increasingly aware of it as the numbing properties of the lubricant recede. i also begin to feel my cock inside the tube, distant as if not a part of me. Suddenly i scream into the gag as the tit clamps are simultaneously removed. my chest heaves as the waves of hot agony wash over me.

i am left there for a while, regaining composure, grateful to be able to stand, but alert to the aching in my arms still stretched over my head.

it is not long before i hear him return. something is pushed against the butt plug, causing me to gasp. he forces my hands into mits then a fist shape and i hear them padlocked. my ankles are released then the arms lowered and the neck chain. i am ordered down on all fours.

a short length of chain is locked to the wrist and ankle irons. he attaches my collar to a leash and removes the blindfold and tells me it's time for exercise. he pulls me gently around the room giving me time to get used to the gait. we stop. he removes the gag and pushes a bowl of water to my face. i lap greedily.

he jerks me away and towards the other end of the room where another barred door is already open. i follow him inside. there are three cages in the cell, each set about two feet apart in a row. there are chains hanging from the wall and other objects i cannot take in yet. there is another boy in one of the cages. i am turned to face away before i can see any more, but i hear the boy whine like a puppy glad to see its master.

still on all fours, he orders me to stay as he steps back into the main room. i steal a quick glance at the other boy behind me. he has a young body, i can't see his face because of the head harness he is wearing. i return to my position when i hear our master come back in. the boy barks three times accompanying the three swift lashes which suddenly fall on my upturned buttocks, "Disobedience is always and immediately punished!" yells my master. whether he saw me look i doubt it, he just assumed and disciplined me. this man is firm. the boy's response surprised me almost as much as the shock of the lash.

a muzzle with gag is strapped onto my head and padlocked. a heavy chain is padlocked, joining the collar, ankle and wrist shackles i am still wearing, creating the classic full combination. he then pulls me back towards an empty cage next to the boy, opens the door. i enter. the door is padlocked. he attaches another of the chains hanging from the wall to my collar. he steps back and surveys us both.

"Listen well, pups. you are both my slaves, my dogs. this is your home now. this cage is your refuge, the place you regard as your own little retreat. you will always be kept chained and in other restraints as it pleases me. you will be kept in enforced chastity until such time as i am confident you no longer have any ideas about your genitals being anything other than my property. and that's precisely what you are - property. you signed your contracts, you gave up your freedom. i now own you - period. no going back.

"I decide what you eat, when you eat. I decide when you piss, when you shit, and where. I will train you to act like dogs and like slaves for the appropriate circumstances. While you are dogs you behave like dogs. You do not speak; you bark, whine or whimper in the way that this Mutt (he points to the boy) is learning after two weeks here."

"When I decide to take you off dog service, you become slaves with a different code of practice. You speak when you are spoken to and obey every command instantly. If there is need to address me first, you phrase everything with the formula like this, 'Master, would you like me to piss now?' which tells me you need a piss. I might or might not decide to let you piss. Understand, everything is prefaced by this request. Failure to address me properly, obey an order, or in any other way transgress the rules, is swiflty punished."

"Now is rest time. You may rest and sniff each other. No other contact or communication is possible until I am satisfied you are both ready. Remember, you are my property. You are dogs, slaves, and that's all you ever have to think about till the day your contracts terminate."

He left the room, but a dim light was left on. i settled back onto the padded floor of my cage, immediately surprised by a resistance in my arse, turning i saw a black tail fixed into the buttplug. i turned to the other slave. he was already studying me. he grunted at me through his muzzle. i reciproacted. Like me he was ironed & collared, but wore a different chastity device, one of the cage type. i could see his cock stirring as he moved to the bars squatting on his haunches. i could see that he too had a buttplug fixed in his arse and a rubber tail extending from it. my cock was stirring in the tube at the sight of him. i joined him straining at the bars of my cage to get as close as we could, making muffled grunts and noises of communication expressing our satisfaction at each other's company.

our imprisoned cocks, stiff with sexual excitement strained against their confinement, both of us groaning at the pleasure of it; unable to touch, unable to gain release, frustrated, stimulated by the phycial restraints on our bodies and genitals and in our arses, we could only indulge in the sensations available to us and freely given my our master.

i did not know his slave name, nor had i been given one yet, but we knew we were to share the same fate.

we were brothers in captivity, fellow dogs and slaves with nothing more than this fact as our comfort and our guide.