My slave in Pup Mode at Home.
Before I claimed my slave, I went shopping for his pup accessories. I bought a spiked dog collar and had a Milk Bone-shaped ID tag created for him. I bought a kennel, a ceramic dog food bowl, a doggie placemat, a dog biscuit cookie jar, a new leash, and a Woolrich dog bed that was big enough for a large dog. Prior to moving my slave to Chicago, we had discussed our common interest in pup training and dehumanization, so I wanted to be ready. Subsequent to his relocation I bought pup mits, a down boy device, and a guide to training the human K9.
It was not until our first IML that I purchased a puppy hood for my slave, which represented the largest investment in pup training gear. The one that I bought is black and brown, with pointy ears and a zipper mouth. The main body of the hood is black, with brown trim around the eyes and the snout. The snout is removable, for those occasions when the pup’s handler does not want to have a metal zipper interfering with anything going into pup’s mouth.
There is something perversely arousing about pup training. This is probably tied to the whole concept of dehumanization, and what that means to me. I enjoy taking the distinction between myself and my slave even further by having him assume a non-human, K9 role. I’ve already written about my foray into public display of my slave and others subs led on leashes. With the pup accessories, the leash makes even more sense, and the transformation is nearly complete, save for having my slave eliminate waste outdoors.
Shortly after making the puppy hood acquisition, I geared my slave up in all of his pup gear, including the down boy. For anyone not familiar with the down boy device, it is a set of chains that connect to a leather strap that wraps around slave’s balls. Pup mits are attached to two ends of the chains, and ankle restraints are attached to the other two ends of the chains. The chains are short enough that it is impossible for a slave to stand erect. If he does, then the chains would yank on his balls, eventually preventing his standing fully upright. It is somewhat cumbersome, so I don’t use it all the time. It also makes it more difficult for my slave to jump, fetch, and move about in the course of his training. But it is a good concept.
With my slave in his hood, mits, down boy, ankle restraints, spiked collar, and leash, he makes the perfect house pet. When in pup mode, he is not permitted to speak in English. He can make pup sounds, but no verbalization. Much of his communication is accomplished through his eyes and body movements. As I mentioned, a slave in pup mode arouses me, but at the same time I find it really “cute.” I smile every time I look at my slave in pup mode. I can’t help it.
For this type of play I don’t shave my slave’s body hair. If anything, his body hair is completely appropriate. In fact, even more hair would be useful in making him appear more K9-like. Of course, no pup would be complete without a pup tail plug. And in that case, my pup is not complete, because I have yet to buy him a pup tail. I don’t have a good reason for not getting him one—I just haven’t done it yet. Perhaps it is because it generally would not stay in very long, considering my need for easy, instant access to his hole.
On this occasion, once my slave was in his K9 gear, I led him about on the leash, and taught him tricks. I taught him to heel, to roll over, to fetch, and to lay down. In lieu of doggie treats I use Oreos for positive reinforcement. The commands I use are essentially the same ones that I would use with a genetic K9, if I were training one. The added benefit in this case is that my slave understands English.
In the course of this particular pup training session, I found the need to step away to run an errand. I decided to put my “pup” in his kennel while I was gone, with the door padlocked. This was a large kennel, suitable for a German Shepherd or other large dog. The kennel was lined with my pup’s blanket, a bowl of water, a couple toys. When I left he was laying on his side, in full pup gear (save the tail), and seemed very well-behaved.
When I returned, I found him right where I left him. He seemed kind of sleepy, and I released him from the kennel immediately. Before he knew it, I had him in the sling, and I plowed his little pink pup hole hard and deep and real. This gave new meaning to the term “breeding,” and was very hot. I love unloading deep inside a sub who is in pup gear, including a pup hood. There is something really hot about those human eyes peeking out through the eye holes in the pup hood, gazing lovingly (or not so lovingly) into my eyes, while I breed. I perceive this to be a superb opportunity to magnify, extend my superiority through elaborate role play with a sub.
your slave would have to be one of the cuttest pups i have ever seen.