From the Hidden Cupboard

Trained

A/N Worse. This is worse. Not better. Reader be warned. If these shorts are taken down, they will not be reposted. If you are unsure, walk away now... This is sadism at its finest. A psychopath with a few kinks. Warnings as previous plus... uh... some be*stal*ty... cough cough...

I was used to the dark. Most of my days were spent waiting for him to remember I was there, waiting for him in the basement. It didn't matter. I was fed. I was played with. I was told how perfect and beautiful I was. It was some kind of life, even if it wasn't the one I thought I was getting. I thought I was going to be just like my father.

A plain old office worker who sat in a cubicle all day with nothing to do but push papers all day. A mediocre man with a wife who took pity on a poor, ugly sap like him and married him for security. An average father of a couple of average kids who inherited his looks instead of the better looking spouse. Someone who coasted through life with just enough of everything to get by, but not enough of anything to say they lived well.

Now here I was, a rich man's toy with no prospects beyond the next day of survival. When I heard the door open, I snapped to attention. What would it be today? Would he stretch my hole until it bled? Would he smack me and kick me on the floor? Would he pierce me again or jack me off to ecstasy? I trembled a little in anticipation. It didn't matter anymore what he did. I liked the attention. I loved being touched by him now.

"Hey there Beautiful. I have a special treat for you today. You are getting a promotion." I heard his deep voice tell me with a hint of laughter. I cocked my head to the side in wonder. Usually such tones meant he had something extra sadistic in store for me. I wasn't sure why it might be considered a promotion though. I felt his hand ghost across my hair almost lovingly.

I felt the shape of a new bit being pressed against my mouth and I opened my lips to receive it. It felt strange and was made of metal. He untied my blindfold and I blinked at the brightness of the lights before I saw a mask held before me. It was made of black leather, shaped funny and had a pair of ears attached to the top. He fastened it to my head quickly and my sight was blacked out again from lack of eyeholes.

"Hmm, it suits you Beautiful. Down on all fours now." He whispered into my ear. I complied, hands and knees on the concrete as quickly as I could manage. I gasped around my bit as my arm was wrenched back further and a cuff fastened around my wrist and ankle. Then he did the other side, my head uncomfortably pressed to the floor and my *ss in the air.

I felt the drizzle of liquid as it was sprayed across my backside liberally. Then the stench hit me and I almost gagged. It was awful, whatever he put on me. It stank like nobody's business and he was cackling as he circled me on the floor. I heard a sharp whistle and the clicking of nails on the floor. My blood ran cold. I heard a jingle and felt the cold of a nose sniffing me.

"Look Tiger, I found a nice b*tch in heat for you boy. Go on now." I heard the chair scrape across the floor and I tried feebly to move one of my arms. It was no use. The bonds were tight and my legs were spread open with a bar to keep me from falling over. I knew what was about to happen and there was nothing I could do to stop it. He was going to just sit there and watch, the disgusting pervert.

The thing licked me. I felt its drool smear across me. I shuddered as I felt it pacing in behind me, nosing at my lubricated hole and huffing excitedly. I probably smelled just like the female dog my Master had accused me of being, thanks to him. I gagged around my bit and thought about the mask with ears with disgust. I was supposed to be a dog. I get it now. I was being upgraded from a toy to a f*cking dog.

The beast climbed up on my back and I felt the hips bumping randomly against me in an attempt to find my hole. I prayed that he wouldn't find it. It was so awkward to be on the receiving end of a humping dog like this. The little poker thing jabbed me close and I jerked in surprise. The damn beast was excited now and his paws clutched at me as he tried to find the sweet spot.