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Come on Boy , wake up. Bleary eyed I looked up, it was George. He was standing there naked , his dick fully erect. I looked round and saw that it was approaching 8 am. I had spent the last 36 hours as George's dog slave.
I had learned I was to act as a dog at all times, moving on all fours, to communicate via barks and growls. Thankfully the meals had been dry dog food. When not sucking George off, being trained to do tricks, or playing fetch in his small back garden , I had been confined to a large basket on the floor. George had informed him that it was where his Alsatian bitch usually slept but she was currently with his wife who was visiting her son up in Liverpool. The only cover I had was a scratchy blanket which smelled of damp dog.
He moved over to his well worn armchair, tapped his knees with his hands, come here boy come to Daddy. On all fours I bounded over my tongue hanging out of my mouth panting.
He took my head in both hands and rubbed my cheeks.\
Whose a good little doggy then. You are.
He then guided my mouth towards his dick, and lay back relaxing as I got to work. No face fucking , no forced deep throating , just a slave worshipping a large portion of meat. I worked my mouth up and down the shaft, ensuring that each time my nose hit George's pubes it stayed there for a good thirty seconds.
It's girth and length ensuring that I almost instantly produced enough saliva to help it glide in and out of my mouth. I have no idea how long it took but eventually George shot out a wodge of spunk, the volume and thickness almost choking me as I swallowed it. One thing I had noticed in the last 36 hours was that he had an almost bottomless supply of semen with which to fill my stomach. This was the tenth blow job I'd given him since he had taken temporary charge of me, and I'd not been disappointed by the final result on any of these occasions
Boy, He said,
I looked up , my tongue hanging out and panting. His dick glistening from my saliva, and the remains of his cum.
He had a phone in his hand
"Smile"
He took a picture. "Just to keep Ed up to date .Now suck on these" he grabbed his balls and indicated that I should move forward
Both in but be gentle. As I suckled on the dark large orbs that hung loose in his heavy low hanging ball sack I looked up and could see George playing with his phone, occasionally typing some message. He then stopped, put the phone down and patted my head. He laid back and began to groan as he gently started to suck his dick.
Wow Boy, you really do know how to use that mouth.
Eventually his groaned got louder as he breaths got deeper,, I continued to suckle until he pushed my head back forcing me to release his balls, within seconds another stream of cum hit me in my face, i could feel it slowly trickle down my forehead down the side of my nose into my beard,
He then grabbed a tennis ball from the table by the side of his chair threw it across the room
Fetch he shouted.
I ran to the far side of the room, picking the ball in my mouth. I returned to George, dropping it at his feet and barked , indicating I wanted to have a game. He attached a lead to my collar and walked me out to the yard.
He eventually called me back in.
Boy, you really do stink. Your Master has said I can clean you. Get rid of that stench of stale piss.
He led me back into the kitchen, and then up the stairs to the bathroom.
He pointed to the bath.
In,
I jumped in.
One final piss I think he said.
He long stream of warm amber piss hit me, flowing down my back.
A pool of piss formed under my knees. George then turned on the shower , the first burst of water that hadn't originated from a Man's penis to hit me in days. He then poured on some cold shower gel and began to lather me up. The sensation was so good I began to bark with excitement. He then inserted a finger in butt, and began to massage it , one finger became two and then three, in, out, in, out. I began to moan and growl as the pressure on my prostate built up, my locked dick was growing inside the confines of its cage. Just before I thought I was going to explode, he stopped.
Forcing his fingers into my mouth he addressed me.
Ed thought it would be good to test you , to see how far you could go without cumming. I sucked his fingers tasting my arse juices, grateful for what had happened, but frustrated that Master had set such a cruel limit.