Ashley awoke to the sound of birds chirping in the tree outside the bedroom window. She delicately fingered the stainless steel collar that was locked around her throat. It was permanently attached to a 5 foot long chain that led to an identical collar securely locked around Brooke’s neck who was still sleeping snuggled up next to her.
It was something they enjoyed wearing often when they were together keeping them close within touching distance of each other. Once they wore it an entire long weekend from Friday evening until Tuesday morning when it had to come off to go to work. The five foot chain allowed them enough freedom apart to cook in the kitchen and do things around the house while keeping their bodies locked together as one, like a team of ponies. It had a feeling of bondage to it that they loved and enhanced their intimacy.
It was built from high quality stainless steel and very secure but quite comfortable to wear with the lock built in. It was impossible to remove without the key which was kept hanging on a eyebolt in the ceiling of the walk in closet. The idea was that it took both of them cooperating together to reach the key. If one of them didn’t want their bodies unlocked then the other couldn’t do anything about it. They could hold each other prisoner and still be equal and it made them work as a team to do things. They loved to sneak up behind each other and quickly snap it shut around the other ones neck while already locked on their own.
Brooke stirred and opened her eyes catching Ashley watching her while she slept. She slid down the bed a bit and latched on to Ashley’s left breast and started to suck feeling her lover’s body let out an involuntary tremble. Ashley gave a content sigh. She was in heaven anytime Brooke suckled her and often fantasized about actually producing milk and feeding someone from her breast. Ashley had strong mothering instinct and a need to nurture, but knew she could never have children so it remained an unfulfilled desire.
After a few more minutes cuddling they got up, took turns peeing and jumped in the shower. After breakfast they decided that they would have to separate their bodies to prepare for their new pets first visit. Into the closet they went and Brook climbed up the stepladder to retrieve the key. She unlocked both collars and put the key back ready for next time. They both always felt a slight sense of loss whenever the collars came off.
Ashley cleaned out the steel trunk and together they moved it into the back porch. When their pet came over, he would enter the back porch and take out whatever clothing and restraints that was left in the trunk for him and put them on. All his clothes, his shoes, wallet and keys would be placed into the trunk and locked away out of his reach until he was dismissed at the end of his visit.
They felt that this ritual would make him feel more helpless and stuck here until given their permission to leave. It would help his mind transition between being a slave here and his life away from the farm. Once he was dressed in his slave clothes, he would handcuff his wrists behind his back and kneel in front of the door to the rest of the house and wait to be led in by a leash.
Brooke installed the baby gate behind the closet door in the bedroom. Having him sleep in the bottom of the closet among their high heel boots and shoes should also help to develop his foot fetish.
All that was left to do was roll out the foam mattress. It was just big enough for a small person to sleep comfortably on. A well rested slave is a better serving slave.
“We should really test to make sure he won’t be able to escape the closet,” Ashley told Brooke.
“What did you have in mind sweetie?” asked Brooke.
“Did you finish making the tackbooties?”
“Yes, I did. His feet are close enough in size to mine so I made them to fit me. They work as good as I hoped they would. I put thumb tacks in foam not only in the sole so that he can’t stand up, but also on the sides and top so he won’t be able to push or kick with his feet either. Even kneeling upright is too painful. His feet will be perfectly useless with them on. It takes a little pressure for the foam to be compressed enough to feel the points. I bought some good quality knee pads for him to crawl around on.”
“Put them on and wait here,” Ashley told her. In a minute she came back with woolen mittens and some black electrical tape. Brooke already had the tackbooties and knee pads on. Ashley put the mitts on Brooke and taped her hands into fists to imitate how their pet would be kept at night.
“In you go” Ashley giggled closing the baby gate locking Brooke into the closet. She then did a sexy striptease and started playing with herself while Brooke watched. She opened the drawer and pulled out ‘her husband’, the strap-on that Brooke used to make love to her. Lying back on the bed making sure Brooke could see everything she started to slowly fuck herself moaning with pleasure.
“Oh Brooke, I need you darling.” Ashley purred while she slowly stroked herself. “I need my man so bad!”
Brooke tried to escape the baby gate. First she tried to work the latch but with her hands locked into fists, it was impossible. Next she tried to get over the gate but hurt her foot trying to push herself over. She then tried to crash through by driving her shoulder into it. But crawling didn’t let her get any momentum up to hit it with any force and the gate easily held her.
Ashley was really starting to moan and she wanted to get to her. She tried laying on her back and pushing on the gate with the back of her ankles. It held firm. All she could do was watch as Ashley brought herself to her first orgasm.
Looking back at Brooke with lust in her eyes, she came hard. She then got up and opened the gate. Instead of taking the restraints off of Brooke, she mounted the strapon onto Brooke and then climbed under her so Brooke could mount her. Ashley helped guide it in as Brooke started thrusting into her. They both hit their peak together and Brooke collapsed on top of Ashley. After some time kissing Brooke crawled off and Ashley released her.
“Well the baby gate will hold him no problem,” Brooke said. “I am quite a bit bigger than him and I wasn’t going anywhere. I loved your devious idea for testing it, Darling. The fist mitts and tackbooties will keep him down on all fours and quite helpless.”
Brooke sat at the computer and wrote his instructions in an email:
Pet. Are you ready for your big day? Don’t be nervous. Just follow these instructions and everything will be fine. Bring your cell phone, handcuffs, and gloves with you when you come. Of course you will be wearing your chastity device and leaving the key at home. You should arrive at our farm at 9:45 in the morning by cab. Get out of the cab at the end of the driveway and walk to the house. You will enter the front porch but go no further. You will find a metal storage trunk there. Open the trunk and remove the contents. You will find a note with further instructions inside. You will follow these instructions precisely. At 10:00 am we will come for you. We will decide tomorrow evening if you are spending the night here or being sent home. Good night puppy. Try to get some sleep. Master.
Brooke sent the email and went looking for Ashley who was making the final preparations for tomorrow. Ashley was busy wrapping the stainless steel dog dish they found at the local pet store. It was wider then a normal dog dish, almost like a plate, but with a inch high lip around it. A human puppy didn’t have the long snout a real dog had and would need this type be able to eat out of it. When they presented it to him, their pet would finally learn its new name that they had chosen for him. The only name he would ever have in the future.
Ashley was bent over the trunk in the back porch installing what would be needed for tomorrow. Brooke took advantage of the opportunity and felt Ashley up, her hands under her skirt and delving into her panties. Ashley was soaking wet and her whole body shuddered at the feel of Brooke’s hand on her crotch, parting her lips and finding her clit.
Ashley let out a low moan and started bucking and rubbing herself against Brooke’s hand trying to gain maximum stimulation. Brooke closed the lid of the trunk and pushed Ashley down onto it pinning her there with one hand while masturbating her with the other. Her fingers worked feverishly rubbing her love button and then sliding inside, finger fucking her, sending her to the moon in one big climax. Brooke released her, helped her up and they kissed.
“Oh, you are so dominant today,” Ashley purred. “What’s on your mind?” She laughed. “Can’t wait for a certain pet to get here to play with?
“Same thing that’s on yours I guess Miss Soaked Panties.” Brooke retorted. “I thought my hand was going to drown. And it was a little payback for earlier in the bedroom.” They kissed again.
He kept checking his email every ten minutes until it finally arrived. He read and reread the email but was disappointed that it didn’t contain much information. He was hoping it would tell him more about tomorrow but just led him to another set of instructions with no clues to what they had planned for him. It would just have to be a surprise for when he arrived.
He decided to use his waiting time productively cleaning the apartment from head to toe. While doing it he fantasized that he was doing the cleaning for his new owners and it would be inspected by them with punishment forthcoming if done poorly. An hour and a half later, the apartment was spotless, probably the cleanest it had ever been since he moved in. He made himself supper, two hotdogs and a coke to wash them down. He texted them for permission to eat and got confirmation.
He was so full of nervous sexual energy but could do nothing about it with the chastity device on. He usually jerked himself off at least once a day sometimes twice if he was into the porn. That’s all changed now and he would have to get used to it. The idea that his sexuality has been taken away from him and was under the control of two lovely ladies just made him hornier and added to his frustration. All the kinky practice with the restraints sure didn’t help the problem either. Did the ladies know how all this was affecting him? He was sure they did and was part of their plan. This was going to be a wild ride.
He pulled on his pink leather gloves and handcuffed himself after a quick bathroom trip. He paced around again. He was so fidgety, so full of energy and too powerless to do anything about it being so restricted by someone who wasn’t even there. And this was just the beginning of his adventure.
Seven o’clock finally rolled around. He managed to get a couple of hours sleep but was wide awake before six. There was nothing to do but lay there until seven. He jumped into the shower, shaved and made himself a big breakfast not knowing when he would get a chance to eat again.
He hailed a cab and gave the driver the instructions. Fifteen minutes later the cab stopped at the end of the driveway as instructed and he climbed out. The driver was paid and the cab left. He took a moment and just looked up the tree lined driveway, which had a slight incline as it curved up to the right. Nothing was visible from the road, including the house. Taking a deep breath, he slowly walked up the driveway.
He entered the front porch and saw the steel trunk sitting there. Nervously he opened the lid. The first thing he saw was a note. Instructions.
Take everything out of the trunk. Remove ALL your clothes and put them in the trunk along with your wallet, apartment keys, cell phone and anything else you have with you. Close the lid and padlock it. You will wear everything that was in the bag in the trunk and then put on your gloves and handcuff your wrists behind you. You will wait for us to come for you. Master.
He removed the bag from the trunk and stripped down until he was only wearing the chastity device. Putting everything in the trunk and double checking he didn’t forget anything, he closed the lid and locked it.
There. Suddenly, he realized his helpless situation. With no access to his clothes or keys he was already pretty much their prisoner because to leave now would mean walking down the road naked. Even if he did, which he would never do, and managed to get all the way home, he was locked out of his apartment so he had nowhere to go.
He opened the bag and removed its contents. It only contained two things. The first was an adult sized diaper and the second was a leather collar, which was pink to match the color of his gloves perfectly. He put his diaper on and looked down at it. It was white with pink designs on it. Just wearing it guaranteed he wouldn’t feel like a man.
He wrapped the collar around his neck and buckled it.
All that was left to do was pull on his gloves and handcuff himself which he did. He got down on his knees to wait for them. He didn’t have a watch or clock to tell him what time it was, so he didn’t know how long he would have to wait.
About ten minutes later Brooke opened the door carrying a dog leash. She clipped it to the ring on his collar and pulled up on it leading him to a standing position. Without saying a word she held the leash handle in one hand and grabbed the chain close to his collar with the other and steered him through the house until they reached the sitting room.
Ashley was sitting there on the couch. Brooke stood in front of the couch and held the leash low and stepped on it so that the chain was between the toe and heel of her right shoe so that it acted like a pulley. “Heel” she ordered. She pulled up on the leash which dragged his face downward until it was firmly held in position cradled between her shoes, his cheeks held tight against the leather, and his eyes staring at the floor. Then she sat down beside Ashley while still pulling on the leash keeping his face forced tightly against her feet.
Neither lady spoke to him, while drinking tea and chatting. With his face held tightly between Brooke’s feet, he couldn’t even look up at them.
Ten minutes later, their cups were empty and they finished their conversation. Brooke stepped off of the leash and pulled him up to a kneeling position. “Now my little one” she said looking down into his eyes. “Are you ready to learn today? We have so much to teach you. You won’t learn everything you need to know today, that will take time, but we will get a start. You are very shy aren’t you“she asked him and he tried to lower his eyes to the floor but she pulled up on the leash to stop him from taking his eyes off of hers. “Remember, you are not to say a single word to us from now on unless it’s an emergency like you are choking or in pain. Any questions you have you will save until you go home and then ask them in an email or text. If you are experiencing pain or discomfort, if you are in distress, or you just can’t handle serving us anymore you will whine and whimper like a dog to get our attention and we will let you tell us what’s wrong. Try it now.”
He gave them his best puppy dog whine and Brooke patted his head “There’s a good little bitch.” She led him through the house again, room by room, showing him the layout of their lovely house, explaining what was expected of him in the way of cleaning and maintenance, and where the cleaning supplies were.
She then put some pink crocs on his feet and led him around the yard explaining the yard work he would be doing. He felt so self-conscious walking around outside wearing a diaper and bound helpless, being led around on a leash. What if someone came up the driveway and seen him? He would die of embarrassment. He would do anything for these ladies in private but didn’t want to be seen by anyone else. If Brooke noticed his uneasiness she never showed it and kept on leading him around and giving instructions.
He would start off washing their vehicles. She showed him were everything he needed was in the garage and then removed the handcuffs. She told him to meet them in the backyard when done. He removed his leather gloves and got to work.
He washed, waxed and vacuumed both vehicles in just over 2 hours. He carefully looked over both vehicles to make sure he didn’t miss anything and decided they would pass inspection. He put on his gloves, cuffed his hands behind him, and went to the back yard to search for his owners.
Ashley and Brooke were stretched out sunning themselves on loungers on the back deck. He knelt down a few feet away from Brooke’s feet and patiently waited.
Brooke hooked the leash to his collar again and led him back into the house with Ashley following. She led him into the spare bedroom which was empty except for a hook in the ceiling on which a spreader bar was hanging. From this bar at each end, chains hung down to the floor to the ends of another spreader bar near the floor.
They unlocked his hands from the cuffs and attached them to the top spreader bar. They each took an ankle and spread his legs open and locked them in place on the lower bar. He could do nothing but stand there helplessly. Brooke reminded him not to talk and left the room.
Ashley approached him holding a baby bottle. He was quite thirsty from working. She pressed the side of his head against her bosom and held the baby bottle up for him to drink. He put up no struggle and accepted the nipple and began to suck on it. “That’s a good little baby” she cooed in his ear. “Drink it all”.
She stroked the side of his head as he drank. He just stared up into her beautiful green eyes while suckling and she watched him drink. Her breasts felt wonderful on his cheek. He wished it was one of her nipples in his mouth instead of the bottle. He had felt nervous while Brooke was handling him but in Ashley’s arms he felt totally content. She was absolutely beautiful and he was in love with her already. She had such a gentle touch.
He opened his eyes when he started sucking air. He didn’t even notice himself drifting off. He looked up at her face and she was still looking back at him, smiling. “All gone” she told him and gave his face a little rub.
She checked his diaper. “My baby hasn’t gone pee pee yet. We won’t start until you have. I’ll come back and check on you in a while.” she stated walking out the door and closing it behind her.
He stood there alone and unable to move. They wanted him to pee in his diaper. He had to go at this point but it was hard to do. If he did pee would the diaper hold it all? It was a girls diaper and he was a boy. The absorbent padding would be in the wrong place to catch it. And then he remembered the chastity device. How could he forget that he was wearing it? It forced his penis down between his legs so that he would pee like a girl.
This all felt so strange to him but they were waiting for him to pee. He didn’t want them to come back and be mad at him still being dry. He concentrated his effort and felt a little trickle come out, and then some more. As his diaper filled it became heavier and warm. As he finished he looked down surprised that not a drop escaped. What a relief. All he had to do now was wait for them to return.
“That rig you built to hold him standing spread eagle works great.” Ashley told Brooke in the next room. They decided to have a cup of tea and a sandwich. What they had planned for him would take some time to complete.
“Yes it holds him in place well.” Brooke agreed. “He should be easy to work on.”
Half an hour later Brooke and Ashley entered the room and walked around him so that he could see them. “We are about to get started on you my pet. You’ve had all week to think about what you are getting yourself into. This is your opportunity to back out if you still want to. If you remain silent we will assume we have your consent and proceed. Ashley darling, would you remove the diaper please?”
He had no reason to stop now. Before these ladies came into his life he barely existed, lucky to keep food on the table and a roof over his head. His unemployment insurance would soon run out and he may end up living on the street. And his life was so boring, hardly worth living. This last week had been more exciting than all of his previous years combined.
He was under the control of these two beauties now. It was kind of scary the way things were moving so fast but he felt safe in their custody. He was in this for as long as they would keep him. Forever he hoped. He remained silent looking at the floor in front of him.
Ashley removed his soaked diaper and washed his bum while Brooke installed a posture collar on him, forcing him to keep his chin up. As soon as Ashley was done, they each took a can of shaving cream and a razor.
They set to work shaving him leaving not a single hair anywhere on his body except for his eyebrows which Ashley plucked shaping them into a thin feminine arch. The ladies finished by applying nail polish to his finger and toenails. They were actually surprised at how cute he looked.
Brooke checked out his chastity device to make sure it was secure enough. She tried to remove his penis but couldn’t do it. She tried to slip the rings over his balls. This was very uncomfortable for him and he squirmed and whimpered with discomfort. It was secure enough for now but as his sack would stretch a little he would need to adjust to a tighter fit. She would make that adjustment on the next visit.
Brooke removed the lock and quietly exchanged it for another identical one. With the posture collar holding his head high, he couldn’t see what she was doing and didn’t know the lock was changed. It would be a surprise to him if he tried to remove it. Ashley put a clean diaper on him.
The ladies removed the posture collar, unhooked him from the spreader bars and led him into the living room. He went down to a kneeling position before them as they sat on the couch. Ashley handed him a small present and told him to open it. He reached out to take it from her. He opened the gift to find inside a stainless steel dog food dish. It had the name ‘Dainty’ engraved onto it. To show them he loved it and accepted it he kissed the dog bowl right where the name was.
“That’s your new name we have chosen for you” Ashley told him. “From now on you will be called Dainty and it will be the only name you will ever use again. Your previous life never existed.”
“Okay time to get back to work.” Brooke instructed. “Dainty, you will now wash the windows in the house. You know where everything is. After that you will vacuum. Get busy.”
Dainty got up and started washing windows. He thought about the new name his owners picked for him. ‘Dainty’. They must have put a lot of thought into the name. It was a good name for a bitch. It was feminine, not a human name, but fit for a pet. It described how he would look and act. It was very emasculating.
He noticed how they treated him differently. To Master Brooke, he was her dog. She expected him to act like one around her. But Lady Ashley often treated him like he was a baby. He could sense a strong mothering instinct in her, a need to nurture. His new owners seemed to use the two roles interchangeably, depending on what they wanted at that particular moment. Dainty figured they weren’t that different. Both a baby and a dog couldn’t speak, and they both crawled around on all fours.
An hour had passed and the windows were done so he moved on to vacuuming. He crawled on his knees around the rooms doing the edge of the carpet by hand and wiping the baseboards at the same time. Then he installed the motorized head and vacuumed the main parts. He just put the vacuum away when he heard his name.
“Dainty! Here girl!” he heard Ashley calling. He proceeded to the kitchen to find her putting food on the table. He was hungry having not eaten since breakfast early this morning. He could see steak, potatoes, and vegetables. But only two plates.
“Dainty, gloves and cuffs” Brooke commanded pointing to his pink leather gloves and the handcuffs on the end of the counter. He grabbed them and put them on locking them behind his back. The ladies sat down at the table and started dishing out their food.
“Dainty, each day while we are having supper, you will stand in the corner facing the wall with your hands cuffed behind you. Being a dog, I know that you want to beg for food but we won’t allow that. You will always eat separately from us,” Brooke ordered pointing to the corner she wanted him in. Dainty obediently walked over to the corner and buried his nose in it. The ladies talked and ate for a about 30 minutes and then had a cup of tea.
“Dainty, come.” Ashley called and he went to kneel by her chair. She pushed his head against the outside of her thigh and held a baby bottle for him to suckle with one hand, and alternated between petting his face and drinking tea with the other.
He knew he should feel humiliated kneeling at her feet and sucking a bottle like a toddler. He should have felt that way with practically everything that has happened on this day. But he didn’t. In fact he was enjoying the way she was babying him. And he enjoyed the way Brooke controlled him so completely. His poor penis has had a rough day constantly straining to grow in its tight prison with everything they had done with him. He would have endured practically anything at this moment for an orgasm.
Kneeling on the floor with his head resting against her thigh, hands cuffed behind his back, smelling Lady Ashley’s sweet scent, sucking on a baby bottle, he never felt so powerless and controlled in his life. This was heaven.
He was snapped out of his pleasure zone when Ashley pulled his bottle away and Brooke walked up behind him and removed the handcuffs. “Dainty I want you to clear the table and do the dishes” she instructed him. “After that I’ll let you shower.” Dainty wasted no time getting his chores done.
He needed to pee again. He had been holding it all day not wanting to go in his diaper. He decided to hold it and use the bathroom when he showered. It didn’t work the way he planned. Either Brooke or Ashley was in the room with him the whole time. They were training him to use his diaper so they would have been mad if he tried using the toilet. Brooke ran the water in the shower and tested the temperature. This was torture for him listening to the water fall with an overstuffed bladder. Brooke turned and removed His diaper.
“Still dry, why are you holding it?” she scolded him. “Ashley wants you diaper trained so you better start filling these.” She held up the diaper just under his nose. “Climb in the shower. You can pee standing up in there this time.”Dainty stepped into the shower and instinctively reached down to touch himself while peeing.
“Dainty, No. Bad girl. Hands behind your back.” Brooke commanded him. He clasped his hands behind his back as instructed. It was obvious that she was going to stand there and watch him. And direct him too. “Bend your knees and squat a little. That’s a good girl.” Brooke told him unable to suppress a giggle.
Ashley came in just in time for the spectacle. There he was squatting down with his legs spread and hands behind him, the water from the shower cascading over him while he created a little shower of his own, dribbling from the hole in the end of his chastity device.
“Aw, ever cute!” Ashley laughed. “Our little wet baby-girl had to pee.” Instead of letting Dainty finish his shower by himself, Ashley reached in and soaped his whole body up and washed him down with a sponge. A quick rinse and the water was turned off. “Dainty, out.” She called him and he stepped out of the shower. They both grabbed a towel and dried him off. He loved the physical attention.
Ashley picked up a big bottle of baby powder and proceeded to rub him down with it. “This makes my Dainty girl smell so pretty.” She exclaimed. She placed a new diaper on him and led him into the living room and made him kneel in front of the couch. Brooke walked in carrying a few things.
She held out a woolen mitten for him to put his hand into. He did and then the other one. Brooke bent his fingers into a fist and then started wrapping electrical tape around his hand until it was a solid black sphere. When she completed the other hand she said, ”These will have to do until we get the real ones.”
She put a pair of knee pads on him. Next came the feet. She put what looked like a foam slipper over his foot. Dainty could tell that it wasn’t store bought, but something homemade. Brooke wrapped this in tape as well.
Finishing up the other foot, Brooke explained, ”Now you are very helpless my pet. Don’t even think of trying to stand up or use your feet for anything. Your feet are completely surrounded by thumbtacks embedded in the foam. If you put more than a modest amount of pressure on any part of your foot the foam will compress and you will feel the sharp points. You can crawl around and try it if you like but be careful. We are done your training for the day and you will remain like this till morning. You are free to roam the house and do what you want, what little you can.” She giggled. “But first, its time for your supper. “
Dainty crawled across the floor a little. It felt weird to crawl like this. It wasn’t normal for a grown up person to crawl around on the floor and that was the point in doing this to him. He tested the tackbooties. Gently placing his one foot flat on the floor he felt the tips of the tacks on the bottom of his foot. Standing would be excruciating torture.
Without thinking he went up to a kneeling position and got a painful surprise. The tacks dug into the top of his feet. He immediately went down on all fours. To kneel like a human transferred weight from the knees onto the top of the feet and his new tackbooties punished his feet for trying it. He had to keep one hand on the floor to be stable. He could rise up onto his knees only but it was a precarious balancing act, like a dog standing on its hind legs. He couldn’t hold the position for more than a couple of seconds and if he lost his balance and fell backwards, it was going to hurt a lot.
‘Diabolical’ he thought. ‘Absolutely diabolical.’ Dainty heard Ashley in the kitchen and crawled to see what she was doing. She removed his food from the microwave and poured it into his new dog dish.
“Dainty! There’s my little puppy girl.” She crouched down in front of him setting his dog dish on the floor.
“Are you trying out your new paws? We have better ones coming but haven’t arrived yet. They will keep your front paws warm and very secure. They should be more comfortable for crawling around.” Ashley told him. She held his head in both of her hands. “You were such a good little girl today. This is so new to you and us too I guess.” She giggled. “You are going to look so cute in your little outfits crawling around.” She held his chin in one hand and petted the top of his head with the other.
“Eat your supper now before it gets cold.” Ashley commanded. She watched him carefully while he ate to ensure he didn’t choke with it being the first time he ate without using his hands. Brooke came in to watch with her.
“Now lick your dog dish clean with your tongue Dainty,” Brooke ordered when his food was gone. “You won’t get a chance to wash it until tomorrow and we don’t want it to start to smell overnight.” Dainty licked the bowl thoroughly ensuring his tongue swept every bit of its surface at least twice.
How about I get you a treat?” Ashley asked. She stood up and opened a bag of chocolate chip cookies, took one out and held it up. “Can Dainty sit pretty for Lady Ashley?”
He tried to rear up but didn’t want to lean back to far and feel the bite of the thumbtacks on the top of his feet. He fell forward onto his front paws. On the second try he managed to balance for a few seconds, just long enough for Ashley to put the cookie in his mouth. He dropped back down on all fours and realized he wouldn’t be able to use his hands to eat it. With Ashley watching him with an amused look on her face, he checked the floor around him for what looked like the cleanest spot. Over that spot he chewed through the cookie breaking it into pieces and eating them.
When he was done Ashley said” Now make sure you get every crumb, I don’t want to be stepping on crumbs in my stocking feet. What do puppies do?” He looked down seeing a few crumbs and licked them off the floor careful to get them all.
“Good girl! Now go back to the living room and lay down at your Master’s feet. I’m bringing in some tea and I have a bottle for you.
He crawled back to the living room feeling like the dog he was quickly becoming. He gently gave His Master a kiss on the foot. “No Dainty.” Brooke chided him. “Doggies don’t kiss.” He nuzzled the top of her foot and rested his cheek on it. She reached down and gently petted the side of his face.
Ashley soon arrived with the tea tray. “Dainty. Roll over on your back. I want you to cross your legs with your feet tucked under your bum a bit. Now tuck your arms in under your sides making yourself as small as possible. This will be how you lay on the floor at our feet without taking up too much floor space.”
He rolled over and got himself into position. It was a very submissive pose leaving his genitals completely exposed and was kind of like being loosely hogtied facing up. He felt really small with Ashley towering over him.
Ashley reached down and fed him his bottle. “Hold it with both paws.” He pinched it between his fisted hands to feed himself. Ashley poured tea for Brooke and herself and they settled down to watch a movie. As he lay at their feet, both ladies rested their feet on his chest and belly. Brooke rubbed his balls and caged penis with her foot.
“He will make a great foot warmer in the winter time” Ashley told Brooke and they both had a laugh. Dainty just laid there, content under the feet of these beautiful women and suckled from his bottle.
At 9 o’clock Brooke said, “Dainty, bed time. You better go pee so we can give you a fresh diaper for night time.” Dainty got up from the floor onto his hands and knees and concentrated on the task at hand. It still was very weird for him to wet a diaper, especially crawling on all fours, but after a few minutes he was done.
Ashley changed him on the floor in the kitchen. Then Brooke put a black leather dog collar around his neck, attached a leash and led him to the bedroom closet. He saw that it was set up for him.
With her hand on his forehead, Brooke pushed him backwards into the closet, removed his leash and closed the baby gate. “This will be where you sleep when you are with us here. You are off to a great start learning to please us. Keep it up little one and we will make it permanent. Good night Dainty.” She reached over the gate, patted him on the head and went away leaving the bi-fold door open so they could hear him if he needed to call them.
So there he was, alone with his thoughts and completely helpless. What a strange day. This was the most any women had paid attention to him in his whole life. Nobody had paid as much attention to him for as long as he could remember. They had controlled his every move all day and treated him like a baby, a puppy or a little girl at all times. Not once did they talk to him like he was an adult, always using baby talk.
Wearing a diaper and peeing in one would take some getting used to. But it was a fun day for him and he got to spend the whole day with these lovely ladies. And he couldn’t deny the fact that it was a sexual turn on with his dick constantly trying and failing to get hard all day.
He was so sexually frustrated right now he could scream but with his hands wrapped and his chastity device on nothing could be done about it. He should have felt deeply humiliated to be treated this way but he wasn’t in the least. He never had a big macho male ego so it wasn’t much of a problem now. If he had to act like a dog to be with them then he would. It was better than being alone.
For the first time in most of his life he felt wanted instead of being lonely. He really enjoyed being out on the farm away from all the people. He hated city living.
Being forbidden to talk was actually a blessing for him. Being around beautiful women always turned him into a blathering idiot and made him sound so foolish. It was a lot less stressful for him knowing that he wouldn’t have to talk. Being a dog had its advantages. A dog never had to worry about saying something stupid.
Dainty crawled around a little to explore his new kennel. He looked up at the clothes hanging on the racks on both sides assuming correctly that one side was Brooke’s and the other Ashley’s. He could tell by the clothes which was which. Ashley dressed very elegant and ladylike. Lots of dresses, skirts, blouses and so on.
He rubbed his face against the silk and lace, so soft and sexy. Brooke on the other hand wore pants most of the time being ‘the man of the house’. On her rack hung jeans, shorts, leather pants and button up shirts.
At floor level were the shoes and boots. Loads of leather with high heels on Ashley’s side and lower heels and cowboy boots on Brooke’s. The smell of the leather in the bottom of the closet was delicious. He nosed his way through the high heels inhaling the smell. This didn’t help his sexual frustration one bit. He was desperate to cum. In among the footwear was a collection of leather handbags and purses. He spotted a duffel bag full of something. He moved the duffel bag out some and climbed over top of it. With his face buried in between Ashley’s high heels sniffing and licking them, he ground his crotch into the top of the duffel bag, humping it.
It didn’t work. With the chastity device holding his penis bent downward, he couldn’t get the required stimulation needed to get off. Even more frustrated, he pushed the duffel bag back into place and laid down on his mat.
Dainty rested his head on one of the small pillows and got a surprise. It was covered in Ashley’s scent. He checked the other one and it smelled just like Brooke. Even being with the ladies for only one day Dainty could tell which was which.
‘They thought of everything’ he thought to himself. Crazy with lust and with nothing else to do he laid his head on one pillow, hugged the other and tried to go to sleep. He closed his eyes and thought back to earlier in the day when his head was pressed up against Ashley’s breasts. That was heaven.
On the couch the ladies had put another movie on to watch but were paying little attention to it. They were animatedly talking about what went on that day.
“We should have tried this long ago,” Brooke laughed kissing Ashley. “Today was a blast. I love having him so vulnerable, crawling and acting like a dog.
“He‘s so submissive! I never thought it would go this smooth.” Ashley added excitedly. “We got a little carried away and pushed a lot of things on him for his first day. He just took it and not a peep out of him. To be honest I didn’t think any man in the world would let a woman do what we did to him but you were right as always my love. I never should have doubted you. If he does all the work around here like we want then this is perfect.”
“I think keeping him silent is helping him to remain in his role and feel the part.” Brooke stated. “If we let him speak it might ruin it for him. I know we were talking about training him to speak like a little girl but I’m not so sure that would be the best idea now. It is going so good like this. I’m worried that letting him talk would be a setback. He can text message us whenever he needs. What do you think honey?” Brooke asked.
“If you think so, I guess.” Ashley answered. “Then I suppose we can keep him at the baby stage. I don’t ever want to wean him off the bottle anyway. I like feeding him the bottle and watching him suckle. He looks so cute like that! I can’t wait for his baby girl clothing to arrive. A bonnet will look adorable on him. Do we keep up the baby talk too?”
“Yes, always,” answered Brooke. “Never talk to him like an adult or treat him like one, even in writing. I think it’s important to reinforce his role to act that way. It has to become normal behavior for him. And just like a real dog or child we need to praise him for behaving properly. The more submissive, obedient, and pretty he tries to be the more cuddles and attention we give him. If he behaves badly, he gets punished and corner time or put somewhere to be ignored.”
“We should let him go potty during the daytime though,” said Brooke. “The diapers will get quite expensive if he wears them all the time. He has to wear them in puppy mode obviously because he can’t get up onto the toilet. And I don’t want to have to get up to take him to the bathroom especially on weekends when we sleep in. I think he should learn to wake up in the morning already wet.”
“You want to train him to be incontinent at night?” Ashley asked. “That sure would make him feel babyish.”
“We can try. I suggest we punish him if we find him dry in the mornings. If we reinforce how bad it is for him to wake up dry it might train him to lose control while he sleeps. I think we should keep him in them all day tomorrow to get him used to releasing in a diaper.”
“I have an idea that might help.” Ashley told Brooke. “You know how the sound of running water when you have to pee makes you want to go even more? We feed him a bottle at bed time and then about 4 o’clock in the morning we play running water sounds just loud enough to help him let go but not loud enough to wake him up. We could use my old mp3 player. It has an alarm on it to play whenever it’s set for. We mount it and earphones into his bonnet or hood that he wears to bed.”
“Awesome idea babe!” Brooke praised her lover. “We could even play some subliminal messages on it through the night to help condition him. I’ve heard of that before. I don’t know if it works but it can’t hurt to try.”
“Did you notice how horny he looked?” Ashley asked. “His penis was constantly trying to grow in his chastity device. I noticed you tickling his balls with your foot while he was laying beneath us. We should ramp up the teasing and train him to serve our sexual needs.”
“Yes, if he keeps being good, we will put that tongue to good use sooner than later. I have been thinking about that also,” said Brooke. “We need to strengthen his tongue muscles. The best way I can think of is for him to lick our boots and shoes we are wearing. We don’t want him to kiss us so he will need a way to show love and devotion to us. People kiss. Dogs lick.”
“It’s very cliché, having him lick your boots. But it would definitely keep his tongue in shape. We should wear leather footwear around the house then, just perfect for licking. With no chores for me to do, I was thinking I will wear high heels more. I love the way it turns you on Darling. Would you like that?”
“Of course I would!” Brooke answered laughing. “I would be drooling over you constantly!”
“Then that’s what I am going to do,” Ashley stated. “I love being sexy for you. I wear them when I go out but have been neglecting wearing them for you at home because it’s hard to do housework in them. I shall buy some of those kinky boots that lock on with little padlocks and wear them while at home. You can keep all of the keys.”
“And I will dress sexy for you more often too. Leather pants, low heels. I will even paint my nails. You are the only one in the whole world I will doll up for Ash. We will be able to lock ourselves together with the collars a lot more and be one.”
Brooke turned off the television and led Ashley to the bedroom. Ashley grabbed a blanket and covered up Dainty sleeping on the floor in the closet. After a little lovemaking, they spooned together and fell asleep.
