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YOU KNOW HE'S SUB, DON'T YOU? - PART 98
Second book : YOU BELONG TO JOBAL PART 45 - good dog
Whenever I think about Benyamin, what Po told me not to, I get a warm feeling cause I really liked him and before Jobal got rid of him I thought I wonder what it would be like to go to Algeria and serve, cause I think he liked me too, a lot, and not even just to suck his cock. But still.
*** So, one day, like this was one thing that changed; like the first thing I knew was, there was this delivery from a company called 'Man Kennel Makrrr' (funny); it was a big box, and inside it was like this all folded up like a big metal cage all made of wire that was all folded up in a big cardboard box that had to be assembled. I had to do that obviously - "Get on with it then," said Po with a grin, like it was my birthday present or something. There was simple push clips what fitted into each other and clicked permanently so that once it was all fitted together there was just one smallish gate I could just get in that had a padlock and a key what Po took and kept on a shelf where I could see it, but it was out of reach and anyway, why would I need it? If I got inside it it was so fucking horney I just got hard immediately. Like I sat there just this totally bitch, totally like this bitch dog on heat and basically dribbling for cock! And once inside I knelt inside cause I was so happy to wait cause all I could think about was Po and Po's cock and all that he meant to me. My master. My owner. He was everything to me! He was fucking incredible. I was so lucky. Whenever he came back if I had been locked up inside the dog cage I was like, literally pawing to get out and lick him and show him how much I wanted him and loved him and wanted him and loved him and wanted him. I was basically just panting and dribbling when he squatted down - and I saw his crotch, all fat and ready - and he was fiddling with the padlock to open it and, like, he knew! He knew how desperate I was to do anything he wanted me for. I'd get out of the cage and just lick his feet and lick him and lick him or lick his face and like practically jump up on him. I mean my penis was just running with precum and I'd leave this like sticky puddle where I sat cause it was running out ... Cause I wanted him! I wanted him! I loved him so much! And when he opened the lock and I waited, cause he said, "Stay ..." and, "There's a good dog." He always called me 'dog' now. It was magic. And when he said, "Ok come to me, good dog, good dog!" and I jumped forward and licked his face and licked his crotch and he hugged me and he was laughing as well, cause he loved my obedience and training. And course he fucked me. He fucked me good and proper like I needed it. Like, really well! But everybody did.
He said, "This is your new home. This is like, where you live. Like always, like permanently, yeah? Just when there's like if I don't need you and there's no jobs to be done I want you in here and waiting. And if I'm like I'll padlock it just to let you know it's your home, not as a trap. This is literally your home now, not this flat; literally this is where you live now. This is it. This is yours." He pointed at the cage. Then smiled. "And this," he waved at the rest of the flat, "this is mine from now on. Ok?"
"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir." I couldn't believe he was giving me all this. It was incredible. So now ... now if got my own place at last! I mean half the time it wasn't locked but I stayed in course didn't I cause it was my rightful place wasn't it?
It even had a tray underneath so if I wanted to piss I could just piss and I could drain the tray later - but, like I didn't have to get out of the cage to piss did I? Which was good. But I had to clean it up.
And dishes for food and drink.
"And this is where you'll live. Permanently from now on yeah? Ok? Ok then."
He smiled and patted my head and I licked his hand. I was a good dog.
I knew he wanted me to be happy.
"You ok with that?"
"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir."
But it felt odd, cause I thought, 'Maybe I should just lick his hand?' Or maybe I should just woof, you know, woof woof!
"Good dog. You know I love you don't you?"
"Yes Sir!"
"Do you love me?"
"Yes Sir!"
"Good dog. Good dog."
*** So next thing I know, just, you know, Jake comes round. And I don't think Po was expecting him. Or perhaps he was. Either way, Jake comes around all smelling nice.
I notice the way things smell now, and I like to smell them. Give them a sniff.
When I opened the door and it was Jake and he was all like, "Whoah!" yeah? Cause I was, for one thing I was naked wasn't I? Obviously. What he didn't expect. I was obviously completely naked wasn't it? Cause that's how I had to live round the flat. And then I was marked up as well, wasn't I? All these lines on my body what Akim had done like decoration. What he, Jake, he had no idea about any of that course, I suppose. Or probably. "What the fuck? What the fuck is this?" he said, staring at me but like he didn't want to look cause, you know, he was straight wasn't he? And straights don't look at naked men!
But I was so glad to see him. I wanted to lick his face but obviously didn't cause he wouldn't understand but I could smell him, and he smelt nice. He always smelt nice. He smelt of him, and his smell, sort of like clean but a bit almondy and bit like a man smells after he hasn't washed for an hour or two: hot and nice.
"Come in Sir ... Please come in Sir," I said, like I would any men, and I just stepped away for him to come in.
I must admit I got a bit hard cause I liked him, didn't I?
And he looked at me like I was fucking mad, and looked at me as well, and my body and everything and like ... it was a lot to take in wasn't it?
"Get some fucking clothes on for fuck sake!"
Obviously it was, so I stepped out of his way so he could get past, and he sort of laughed, like out of embarrassment or amusement or something and there it was! Like if a real dog had answered the door, I think.
So he come in and ... well. He saw Po sitting and, he like paused, and then, when he sat down, I mean he was clearly pissed off cause he just sat down with a thump and looked at me - spreading his legs so I could see where his bollocks mashed up inside - and looked at Po who was also sitting down and don't move and looked kind of grim cause like he knew didn't he, that it was a kind of shock wasn't it, for Jake who wasn't expecting this kind of thing? And there was this cage taking up space in the corner, where I lived.
Jake sort of snorted, like with disgust and looked at Po and said, "What the fuck is this Po?"
"What's what?" Po smiled.
"All this!" he pointed at me, "All this!" He pointed at me like I was a road traffic accident, and the cage and everything. "What the fuck have you been doing? What the fuck is this?"
"I think it's beautiful," said Po defiantly - like that answered the question! When I thought of how Po fancied me and how he'd fuck me and fuck me and never want to stop. I loved that!
"Would you like a drink Sir?" I said, my heart sort of bursting, yeah? Cause, like, with, like, pride, cause I knew Po was proud of me.
"Get that food you made and coffee," Po ordered. "Go on! Quick!"
I ran over to fetch it.
"He's good," said Po. "He does everything now. He's my slave and everything," he laughed. "And he brings in some proper money!"
Jake just sat, like, "What?"
"Yeah. I look after him."
I carried a tray to the table.
"Put it there."
"Yes Sir!"
I handed Po his mug and one for Jake what he took and just like stared at me, wasn't it? Cause I was completely nude and all the Akim's marks were like, there, and he could see them. He kind of glanced at me, like he was embarrassed, but took the cup. "What the fuck ... Thanks," he saida like, what else could he say?
I immediately stood up in first position - hands in head. And, you know, I thought, 'Jake will be so impressed!' yeah? Cause he'll see how obedient I am and he'll love that. And he'll see all my marks and my muscles and it'll make him think, like, 'Yeah, wow, sexy!' won't he? I mean, Jake wasn't even gay so he, like, he wouldn't be turned on by that. But he would be impressed, wouldn't he?
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END OF YOU KNOW HE'S SUB, DON'T YOU? - PART 98