Sunday, 3 September 2017

Serving and a pup play session

Because i didn't get a release last weekend, i had a nocturnal emission on Tuesday night. i didn't get a punishment as it happened outside our play time, but Mistress remembered that well yesterday when we had the second session.  Again i had no idea what it was going to be. Three hours of service was first.  She gave me frilly boxers to wear this time, otherwise i was to be naked.  To prevent me from dripping precum, i had to fix a cleaning rag again to my foreskin with a tight rubber band .
She gave me all sorts of chores to do, preparing supper was one of them, and she wanted a halloumi croissant. As i had prepared the table, with a pretzel topped with margarine and pueraria mirifica powder (She has ordered me to start taking pueraria mirifica for libido boost and hrt. i had originally ordered a 20 bag set for Her to use for female hrt) for me, She placed my pretzel and drink on the floor and told me to eat with the help of one finger only and a straw! God it was difficult, i had to eat lying down on the floor.
After eating She told me to get a wet towel for Her to wipe Her hands. After that She wiped my face wit it too, as She said it was messy. She told me to bring half a glass of orange juice for Her. i brought
Then it was cleaning the kitchen and doing small chores, but She also made me run to Her car in the garage in my frilly boxers and take some carpets there (i still don't know why). It was already dark, so there was limited visibility to neighbors. At times i just had to kneel up as She didn't give any commands but just read Her newspaper.
Next she told em to read her book out loud for Her, from the mark,  an exercise which took a big part of the 3 hours.  my foreskin started hurting so much that i pleaded i could remove the rag, and as She allowed me, i could not, She had to cut the rubber band with scissors. She made me look at the ceiling with my hands clasped behind my neck as She used the big scissors on me. A lot of precum flowed out into tissue and then the reading continued.
Finally She told me to get her laptop and the memory stick with the idea gallery, and while She planned the session, She sent me out to get firewood and to rummage in the cellar for some party stuff She wanted for the session. Finally She went upstairs to get the stuff She needed and told me to wait.

The session was to be pup play.  She told me to remove the knickers, gave me a ball strap and told me to put it on. Next She put an ornamental chain collar on me and tied a hairy mask on me that She took from the party stuff bag. Next She had me fetch and put on a belt and fixed a hairy tail in it. She is still considering purchasing me an insertable tail. As She had me ready She asked "how's a dog?". i woofed a couple of times and wiggled my tail for Her looking her in the eye. She just said "Why's the dog barking at me?". She had a tennis ball in Her hand, She fixed my attention to it, moved it around a bit and threw it as far as She could over me: 'Fetch, pup!'
i ran on hands and feet to get the ball, grabbed it in my mouth and brought it to Mistress. She guided me to drop the ball on the floor next to Her feet like real dogs would do. Then She would go on like She would be talking to a dog - using a pup-tone - "The puppy would love to fetch again, wouldn't it", and threw it again.
Later She told She had noticed an instant hard-on the moment the fetching started. Unfortunately there was nothing to prevent me dripping streams of precum on the floors. i'll make Her slip some day...
She started faking the direction She threw, making fake throws before the real one, like you would do with a genetic dog. Fetching was surprisingly tiring after 5-6 throws i was very tired, and luckily She let me rest on my side on the floor now for some time, while She used the toilet. As She returned She took the riding crop and started giving blows with it to my balls and sissy clit that were showing in my curled up position. The pain in my balls was severe enough to take  me out of my sweet spot.

Next the training started. A real dog collar was placed round my neck, a chain leash was connected to it. A tug on the leash got me on all fours, by Her left side. She let me smell my licorice candy which She kept in Her hand, and as She started walking, She pulled it away from me, thus indicating me to start walking as well. i walked by Her side on all fours. My unprotected  knees were taking quite the abuse, but i couldn't think of not following Her. She motivated me by letting me sniff the candy at times. She also kept the leash tight, even dragging my leash if i was following too slowly.
i was quite adept at heeling Her, which She praised me for, and pushed the candy in my mouth and told me to eat it, but She was not content with that. She ordered me to start observing Her hands, which turned out quite difficult as Her hands were so much higher than my eyes. While walking i had to keep my chin up and my head tilted towards Her, as the mask (let's face it, it wasn't a dog mask it was a cat mask, what an embarrassment for a dog!) restricted my view.
She stopped, showed me Her palm. i didn't know what to do, so She let me sniff the treat and then moved it on top of my head. As i understood to lower my butt and sit, She was happy and gave me another small treat. i stared now Her hands incessantly and a tap on Her thigh and a tug on my leash told me to get my ass up and start heeling her again.
Next She showed me Her hands fingers up, which looked so much like a "don't follow"-sign that i stayed as She moved to the other side of the room still holding my leash. i was learning my first commands, and because She never used the verbal commands, i was at loss, in the same way a real dog is, when learning what everything means!
As She tapped Her thigh i knew to start crawling to Her again, but She directed me by my leash to circle behind Her while getting on Her left side. i learned that quickly, only a couple of rehearses needed.
i was taken a break from pup play so that i could run and get a small towel for me to kneel upon on all fours. She made me retreat a little so that She could sit on Her easy chair and my balls and ass were within easy reach. Now i felt a few tugs on my ball strap as something was attached to it. Then She emerged with the treat, and She enticed me to move forward so that the ball leash She had tied to my balls became tout and started to draw my balls away. "That's it my little dog, pull on your balls to get to your Owner. Keep it that way."
She went back behind me now and soon i felt that something like a big strap bend my erect sissy clit roughly and coarsely backwards, and She started manipulating it with diverse ways, tapping it, pulling the foreskin back and wanking it, the next moment giving hard blows on it and my balls with the riding crop, making me wince. Again She wanked me furiously for a short time, but not even edging me.
Suddenly i understood She had tied my ball strap to the leash, and new rounds around the apartment started, this time i was being led by my balls. Training continued as well, as stay and sit were again rehearsed, and She was glad that i started to know the hand signals, and rewarded me with a candy, which She placed on my snout. "Stay" She hissed, and i had to stay so still that the candy stayed on top of my snout. I succeeded, so She took it and replaced it on the very snout. Another minute still, and i was allowed to try to hurl it in the air and catch it in my mouth, but to no avail. i could not learn that so after a few trials i was allowed to eat it from the floor.
She taught me that dog training is hard work for the pup, and that if your genitals are ignored for the most of the time, while mental play keeps you excited, even small stimulation like a pull on the ball leash will become an exciting sexual deed.
The evening session ended in a thorough whipping of my balls and sissy clit while being on all fours, leaking on the towel, sissy clit bent backwards again.

Later i looked up dog signals so you get an idea of them, but i am not going to memorize those, but let her train me:

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