a new playmate

i will explain another time, the regime of exercise and other routines that became a regular part of our life as dog slaves. i want first to give a picture of the more exciting things that punctuated the routine.

one morning, Master came into us early. after watching us feeding and then taking us to the latrines and ablutions, He led us to the centre of the main dungeon, had us to heel at either side of him and told us what was going to happen. We were to get another slave in the dungeon and we were to help Master prepare him for his "ordeal". At that our collars were padlocked together to a short chain fixed to the floor, so preventing us from getting up and we were left alone. We were excited, but also a little apprehensive. We had now spent nearly 8 weeks together. our bond had grown strong. We discussed our anxieties, but concluded that as we had no choice in the matter, it was best to take tings as they came and not get worked up about it. so, as we squatted next to each other, our collared necks padlocked to the chain, we did what had become natural when alone and literally in each others arms; we started to fondle each other and kiss. Yes, we got very hard again in the confines of our chastity devices, but we had got used to that, keeping our minds off the impossible urge in our cocks and the ache in our balls. Still it was so good to feel each others skin, stroke each other and kiss deeply. I suppose we had begun to love each other, though neither of us said it aloud.

We sat intertwined, our chains adorning our nakedness while we waited. after some time, we heard the sound of Master returning and the familiar sound of chains clanking on the floor.