Canis
by Don Mike
Aka Leashdog
Pupdon@gmail.com
“Nice puppy hood ya got there. One of our most popular models”
Sam smiled as he dug in his pocket for his wallet. He’d hung out in this leather shop for the better part of a year while he lusted after the owner. A big bear of a man with a long forked beard, black with two streaks of grey on either side. Nice big septum piercing, wide plugs in his ears, and a horseshoe flattop gave him an extreme but intensely sexy look Sam figured he’d never have a chance but he was glad for any interaction he could have, asking about various bits of gear, and making small talk.
His exploration into leather had been a slow journey. He knew what got his dick hard but venturing into the seedy leather bars he’d fantasized about brought him to a strangely nice community filled with charity events and entertaining parties. it wasn’t the world he thought about as he jerked his cock for endless hours but it was comfortable. He’d recently met a few guys into puppy play and that seemed like a lot of fun. There was a sort of camaraderie about it that he was missing from his life. And it seemed to bring him a little closer to what he was seeking. Plus, there was something about seeing his reflection in the mirror while wearing this neoprene puppy hood that felt really right to him. So he was going to embrace it and become a puppy.
John, the owner of the shop, rang up his order. “You know there’s a lot more to this than what you see at the bars, right?” he said.
Sam’s cock got hard on the spot. He stammered, “I… I guess so. I just know all the other pups have them and I wanted to fit in. You know, make some puppy friends”.
John smiled and stepped out from behind the counter. “That’s cool”, he said. “It’s always nice to have friends who share your interests. You don’t think I’ve noticed you in here before but I have. I’ve seen you running your hands along the pup hoods, trying on the mitts, eyeing up the collars. I’ve just been wondering where you stand in all this.”
At this he reached up and placed his hand on the back of Sam’s head, lightly digging his fingers into the mop of medium length floppy brown hair that Sam sported and using his big meaty thumb to scratch behind his ear. Sam’s eyes immediately unfocused. His nipples got as hard as his dick, poking through the material of his tight black t-shirt, and his cock started leaking like crazy, leaving a noticeable stain in the crotch of his pants. When his eyes focused again he realized John was looking deeply into them. “That’s it, dog. Let me see who you really are”, he said.
Suddenly, it was like Sam was a passenger in his own body. He couldn’t feel anything except the aching need to shoot his load, yet knowing that somehow it wasn’t his to shoot. And the eyes of this man he’d lusted after for so many months seeing him naked, body, mind and soul, in a way that nobody had ever seen him before. His mouth opened and he began to pant, his tongue hanging out and a drop of drool falling from his lip. He felt something animalistic take over his body, like a rush of energy. It made him insanely horny.
And just like that he was back. John smiled at him and said, “You have a choice. Buy the hood and go off with your puppy friends or come with me and be the dog you were truly meant to be.”
Sam took a moment to think about this but he knew what the answer was. He went to say yes but instead a deep guttural bark issued forth from his lips the likes of which he’d never known he was capable of. A leather collar was buckled around his neck and a leash attached to the D ring in front. “Looks like we’re closing early, dog” John said as he led Sam out the back door of the darkened shop.
Later that night, at the Master’s feet, Sam found himself naked save for knee pads, boots, padded leather mitts and the collar around his neck. A butt plug tail wagged eagerly as Sam’s entire body raged like a bitch in heat, his red rocket held at attention by a silicone cocking and ball stretcher, making his dog dick slap against his stomach and his nuts dangle beneath him like a real fuckin’ dog. Master John put his boot in Sam’s face and Sam lovingly ran his tongue up and down the dirty leather. He pushed so hard that John could feel his tongue massaging his feet through the boot. And all the while his red rocket oozed long strands of pre-jizz, leaving pools of his dog juice on the floor.
Master sat naked in just boots and a harness that framed his rock hard pecs. His massive cock hard as fuck watching this new dog give his boots a tongue bath. He leaned down and tugged on Sam’s leash, pulling his face up so they were eye to eye. “Keep that up and I just might keep ya”. Sam jumped up and licked him on the nose but lost his balance and landed with his face just inches from John’s dick. Master smacked him in the face with it, leaving a streak of his own pre-jizz across his cheek. “Bad dog! Don’t jump!” he said playfully. “I think it’s time you met the other half of my household.” He looked up and yelled “Hey Spot, get out here”. Sam turned and saw a man emerge from the bedroom. He was in excellent shape, looked to be in his 40’s with salt and pepper hair. All he wore was a dog collar. Even though he walked on two legs there was something feral in his eyes. The minute he saw Sam on all fours about to suck his Master’s cock his mouth curled up in a horny smile and a horny growl rose up out of his gut. He then nearly doubled over and started to whimper like a hurt puppy, looking at Master with an aching need. That’s when Sam realized he had a cage on his cock. John motioned for him to approach, pulled a key from a nearby table and unlocked the chastity device. Spot barked a thank you and it seemed to Sam that this was not man nor beast but some hybrid of the two. Their eyes met and an unspoken understanding ripped through the two of them like an explosion. Spot was the alpha dog around here and Sam was to submit to both of them. He slipped onto all fours in one fluid motion and gripped Sam’s tail in his teeth. Instinctively, Sam clenched his hole shut, expecting the plug to be yanked out at any second. But instead he felt it gently being pivoted around, beckoning for his muscles to relax. Then it started being gently pushed and pulled, causing sensations Sam had never felt before. He looked back for just a moment and saw Spot staring at him intently while working his hole with the plug tail. He then felt John’s cock smack him on the side of the head. He quickly turned and found that beautiful piece of meat being pressed against his lips. He opened his mouth and eagerly let the cock slide in. He worked that cock with all the intensity he’d worked the Master’s boots earlier. He ran his tongue up and down the shaft and then took the entire length down his throat. He was new to leather but he’d been a total cock slut for years and he knew how to work it just right. He heard John let out a slow deep moan and knew he was serving the man just right. He was so into sucking this magnificent cock that he barely noticed the butt plug tail get gently pulled out of his hole with a pop, followed by the lapping tongue of the horned up dogboy behind him. Sam’s head swam as all these sensations and feelings bombarded him. After what seemed like forever the tongue on his ass disappeared. Spot’s body launched onto his back and his red rocket buried itself deep inside his gut. Sam released Master’s cock just long enough to let out a deep growl, a few wild barks, and whimper as he rubbed his face up and down the slick shaft. Soon he went back to work on the Master’s dick, keeping sure to edge him and pull back enough so that this would last as long as possible and not end too quickly. Spot was fucking his hungry hole like a wild beast, grunting and barking in between licking and biting at his back. Whatever happened after this night didn’t matter, Sam was right where he was supposed to be. He was a dog and he knew it and it was all that mattered to him. At some point he felt the cock in his mouth stiffen even more and the balls smacking off his chin tighten. He was prepared to swallow every drop of the Master’s seed but he had other plans. John motioned to Spot and they both knew the time had come, at the same moment Spot jizzed into Sam’s hole, John pulled his cock out of his mouth and shot load after load of hot spunk all over his face. John reached down, wiped his cum off of the dog’s face and held it in front of him. Sam knew exactly what to do and eagerly lapped the spunk off his the Master’s hand.
After they were all finished Sam looked up into his Master’s eyes and let out a whimper. John smiled down at him and said, “of course dog, you’ve earned it”. Sam gently crawled a few steps, lay his head in Master John’s lap and humped his boot until he shot the load of his life onto it. And to finish it off, he slid back down and lapped up his own cum to make sure Master’s boot was well cleaned.
Months later Sam got a text to meet his Master at the shop. When he got there he found the shop was closed early that night with John, Spot and a few of his puppy friends present. Master had Sam remove his clothes and assume his place on all fours at his feet. “You’ve not only earned a place in my life, dog, but you’ve also earned your name.” And at this he placed a new chain round his neck and sealed it with a padlock. “Stand dog and start your new life”, he said. When he stood back up again Master John turned him to face a mirror and there on a dog bone shaped tag was his new name. Canis.