Tyler had always been curious about pup play, but kinky guys were scarce in his small town. One night, he’d flirted with a leather daddy at a bar, who took Tyler back to his place in the country. As they messed around in bed, the man caught him staring at a set of wrist and ankle restraints, and suggested he try them on.
Tyler became rock hard as the man deftly secured him in the restraints. When the man stepped back to evaluate his work, Tyler pawed at the bed with his elbows and knees. The man called him a good boy. Tyler grinned and wagged his ass a little, playing along.
The man had smiled encouragingly. “You make a good puppy.” He knelt on the bed and began to pet Tyler’s head, scratching behind his ears. Tyler squirmed, his limbs bound up tight. He was stuck on all fours like a dog, and it was kind of hot.
Tyler, getting into it, barked. The man frowned. “You haven’t been trained very well.” He picked up a rubber bone gag. Tyler opened his mouth to apologize and the man stuck the bone between his jaws. Tyler tried to resist, but in the restraints his movement was limited. The man gently but firmly held the bone in his mouth as he locked the gag in place.
Tyler struggled to adjust to the gag, and felt drool run down his chin. The man held up a pup hood. “Ready to be my pet?” Tyler shook his head no and protested, his words garbled by the bone. The man chuckled and forced the hood over his face. Tyler struggled, pawing and drooling, until he was exhausted.
He finally looked up and the man smiled down at his new pet, satisfied. “Aww, poor puppy.” He pet Tyler’s back, making the boy blush red. “You’ll learn to be a good dog this weekend.” The boy whined into the gag. “Or as long as it takes.”
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