Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Adults only!

   Ginger

   I walked from the street into the park.  About 50 yards in I noticed the
little grove of trees with the picnic table in the center.  I walked
casually toward the grove.  When I was about 10 yards from the grove, I
dropped to all fours, and crawled the rest of the way.

   As I reached the table, a tall man entered from the other side.

   He strode around to the side of the table I was near.

   "I see you crawled in here." He said.

   "Yes Sir, "I replied.  "It seemed like the appropriate thing to do."

   "You are quite right.  Good dog," he said and bent down to pat me on the
head.

   I blushed and felt a sense of pride course through my body.

   "I like to meet like this in a neutral location the first time." He
said. " That way limits and expectations can be set while you are not being
influenced in any way."

   "Thank you Sir." "That sounds like a good idea."

   "Good." "So you may start by telling me how you can be of service to
me."

   "Yes Sir" "Thank you Sir."

   "The first thing I can say is that I am a very good cook." "I also am
trained in laundry, ironing, and shoe shining" "I am a good housekeeper and
believe in keeping thing orderly." "I can also do yard work and wash car
etc." "I am ready to do all chores, shopping, that kind of thing."

   "These are all things that you will be expected to do." He said.  "How
else do you expect to serve?" "And what do you think you can expect from
me?"

   "Well Sir, I hope to earn the privilege in serving you in any way you
might imagine." "It feels natural to me to be on the floor/ground.  I
realize that I can best be of use to someone who has need of a servant and
has no compunction about training the slave for anything.  I feel that I
need to belong to someone that would enjoy using, abusing, punishing and
torturing me.  Someone that can also praise me when I have performed well
would be nice.  Dogs like affection as well as a firm hand.  I would like
to stay healthy with all my limbs intact, so when I say anything I would
hope that your intention would be to keep your slave healthy to better
serve you.  That being said, I hope to be beaten severely at times and I
can see that I will have to be neutered at some point." "I have no
piercings or brandings but I am willing if I meet my master's
requirements."

   "I long to crawl to you with a cane in my mouth, and beg you to leave me
welted and bloody." "I hope you long to beat me and mold me into a true no
limit slave that can respond to a whistle, a finger snap or just a look."

   Sir seemed deep in thought..  "How would you like to go get me a green
tea at the café?"

   "I would love to Sir" I responded.

   I quickly crawled out of the grove and then got up and ran to the café
down the street.  I brought the tea back quickly, set it on the table and
got back on the ground.

   "Thank you pup" He said.  "This is how I want us to work together." "I
like to set goals and stick to them." This would take place, like much
today's little chat.  We will talk about the goals together and come up
with a time frame in which to attain the goal.  I do not want to waste my
time, so I will ask for a sum of money be given to me.  If for any reason
you decide to stop your training, you may of course do so, but I will
retain the money for my time." "Is this acceptable?"

   "Yes Sir."

   "Now you have a monthly income of how much?" He demanded.

   "I have investments which pay me about 2000 per month." I replied.

   "Good that money will be paid to me for your share of housing, food,
etc."

   "Yes Sir."

   "You speak confidently, but we should both be clear that your training
will be hard.  You will cry.  You will be treated like a dog." "Shall we
continue?"

   "Yes Sir."

   "I think the first thing to do is give you a name.  Of course I will
call you bitch and cunt and countless other degrading things, but you need
a more refined name if I am entertaining, or have friends over." "Do you
agree?

   "Yes Sir." "My hair is reddish...How about ginger?" I asked.

   "That sounds like a good dog's name." He replied "Bark for me ginger."

   "Woof." I barked

   "Good girl." "Now ginger, you mentioned neutering.  I am curious.  Why?"

   "Well Sir I feel that I am not really a man.  I mean no real man would
let himself be treated like this right?  And I am not a woman and wouldn't
make a very good looking woman anyway.  I will make a good servant/dog and
I have read that many of the best slaves were/are eunuchs.  I want to be
the best slave I can be and maybe that means being a eunuch..  I keep my
tiny penis and balls tied up most of the time, anyway."

   "OK" master said.  "I like what you have said.  You may rest assured
that I do want my dog in good health, so you do not have to worry about
being killed or have your limbs broken or anything like that.  But you will
also be crying a lot.  I expect perfection from you from the very start,
and I will reward your good work by, well lets just say that most people
wouldn't find the things I will do to you a reward, but you will."

   "What do you know about urolagnia?" He said

   "Well Sir, I believe it is the drinking of urine.  I have tried it a
little and believe that it is an important part of a bitch's duty to its
master.  I believe it is an honor and can't wait to be your fully
functioning urinal.  Or course it will probably take some training."

   "Yes it will." Master said.  "Get under the table."

   "Yes Sir" I scampered under the table.

   "Put your head between my knees and open your mouth.  Do not touch my
cock."

   "Yes Sir."

   "Remember that I expect you to take an active part in all your
training." "I may want to beat you, but it is more proper for you to beg me
for a beating.  Understand?"

   "Yes Sir." Sir?  Your bitch is really thirsty.  "Will you give this cunt
the honor of having you pee in its mouth?  I will do anything to be your
piss whore."

   "Swallow as much as you can and let the rest dribble down your shirt."

   "Yes Sir.  Thank you Sir."

   You are welcome." He unzipped his fly and extracted a beautiful cock
about 6 " long and fat.  He spread his legs wide and after checking to make
sure no one else had entered our area of the park, he let loose a strong
stream of gold toward my face.  Of course he couldn't see where it was
going.  I positioned myself so that the stream hit my tongue and the back
of my throat.  When my mouth was full I gulped it quickly.  The stream hit
my closed lips for a second and then my mouth was open again and swallowing
for all I was worth.  It tasted better than I hoped.  This was going to be
easy.  I already liked the taste of my master's piss.

   "Do you have a hanky?" he said.

   "Yes Sir."

   "All right, you may dry off the tip of my cock carefully."

   "Yes Sir and thank you for a delicious drink Sir."

   He said nothing and I carefully patted dry the tip of his penis.

   "Come out from under the table now ginger."

   I crawled out.

   "Go to your bank and bring me a cashier's check for 10 thousand dollars.
This will be for a 3 month trial." "Bring it to this address in 1 hour." He
put a paper with an address on the table.

   "Yes Sir, Thank you Sir."

   I ran to the bank and made it to the address given to me in just under
an hour.  Masters house was set back off the road with hedges all around
giving a very private setting.  Master was at the garage door waiting for
me.  He motioned for me to follow, and led me to an entrance to the garage
at the back.  "This is the door you will use for now whenever entering
inside the house." "You will also be naked and on all fours"

   "Yes Sir"

   He stepped through the door and turned to look at me.

   I quickly stripped.  When I was naked, master could see that my genitals
were tied up.  Well tied back.  I like to tie a boot lace around my waist.
Then I tie up my little package and pull it down band back between my legs.
Master noticed this and asked me," Do you always tie yourself like this?"

   "Quite often Sir..." "I like the feel of them being controlled."
"Sometimes I tie them up so they are exposed in the front."

   "And why do you do that?" master asked

   I blushed and stammered "for punishment Sir." "I can't hear you when you
mumble." He said sternly.

   "Sorry Sir.  This bitch ties them up exposed so that they may be more
easily punished."

   "And you like that?"

   "Yes sir, Cunt feels that it shouldn't even have a cock and balls and
hurting them makes me feel....well it feels right somehow."

   "OK you may leave them tied up like that for the time being."

   "Yes Sir." Master stood there waiting.  I got on my hands and knees.  I
started to crawl towards the open door, but Sir blocked my way.  "Don't you
think you should ask before entering?"

   "Yes Sir, Sorry Sir." "May I enter Sir?"

   "Do you think that is how an animal asks?" He said.

   "No Sir" I said.  I waited a moment and then barked.  Master stepped
aside and I crawled into the garage workroom.

   "Here are some papers" he said and set a stack of papers on the ground
in front of me.

   The paper work consisted of a picture of Master.  A copy of his driver's
license, copy of his passport, and methods of contacting him.

   "I want you to take these papers and put them in a safe deposit box. 
Give that key to a relative, friend, someone that you trust.  Tell them
that you will call them every 2 weeks and that if they don't hear from you
to open your box and go to the police." "Do you understand?" "I want you to
give yourself over to me as a very real slave without worrying that I may
kill you or sell you into slavery overseas." "I need you to be reassured
that I will not maim or cripple you in anyway except for genital removal
should we decide that is what we want."

   "Thank you Sir" "That is very kind and thoughtful."

   "Yes it is."

   "Now, stand up and walk to the workbench." "What do you see there?"

   "A vise Sir."

   "What can you do with that vise do you think?"

   "Could I put my little cock in it Sir?"

   "I guess you could.  Do you want to?"

   "Yes Sir." I replied nervously.

   "You need to convince me, to really believe it."

   "Please Sir, May I put my little penis in the vise?"

   "Why would you do that?"

   "If it pleases you Sir, The vise clamped on my penis would hold me in
place for my caning."

   "You should hold still for canings."

   "Yes Sir.  I would love it if you caned me until I was welted and
bleeding, and I'm sure the vise will help keep me from falling down."

   "It is important for you to receive beatings, isn't it?"

   "Oh yes Sir!  Please make me cry Sir."

   "All right cunt.  You may put your little weenie in the vise."

   "Thank you Sir."

   I did as instructed.  I untied my laces from around my cock and balls
and then put my peins in the vise.  I turned the handle and could feel my
little cock getting crushed.

   "Is that as tight as it will go?" Master asked.

   "I think so Sir." I replied

   Master walked up to me and slapped me hard across the face.  "I want you
to be sure." He said

   With tears forming in my eyes I tightened down on the vise handle as
hard as I could.  "It's cranked down tight Master"

   "Good" "Now as we have discussed, everything about your training will be
talked about and devised together" "It is important that you take an active
part in everything including your torture, and beatings." Your asking for a
beating is an important part of your life."

   "Yes Sir"

   "On the bench in front of you is a chastity device." "I am going to beat
you severely now." When I am finished, you will remove your cock form the
vise, put on the chastity cage, lock it and put on your clothes.  You will
take the papers to a safe deposit box; give the key to your safe friend. 
You will then go to your house.  You will gather all your clothes, personal
belongings, etc.  and put everything in boxes.  You will have a garage sale
this weekend and sell everything.  Anything that does not sell, donate to
goodwill.  Clean the house.  Notify your landlord that you have moved, and
ask him to send any deposits to you at my address.  Sell your car and
cancel all of your insurance, phones etc." "Get rid of everything except
the clothes on your back." "Is all this clear?" "Yes Sir." "Good" "After
everything is gone, go to a department store.  There you will buy 7 pair of
white thong bikini bottoms, 2 white women's button up blouses (plain no
frills) , 2 pair of black Capri pants, 2 black skirts (again plain) and 7
pair of white knee socks.  Also purchase1 pair of plain black Mary Jane
style shoes." When you have made these purchases, put on your new clothes,
throw your old clothes in the trash." "Clear?"

   "Yes Sir"

   "Take the rest of your new clothes with you and go to a sex store.  Buy
a medium sized butt plug.  Also buy a penis gag.  Go to a violin shop and
buy some horsehair used to restring bows.  Next get your ears pierced and
inserted with gold posts.  When you return here by taxi, you will have the
clothes on your back, your other new clothes, the horsehair and butt plug,
and your wallet with your ID and any credit or bank cards.  You will have
gotten rid of everything else.  Any correspondence will be sent to this
address.  Is all this clear?"

   "Yes Sir."

   "It is Thursday now.  I expect you here with everything accomplished by
11 AM Monday.  Clear/"

   "Yes Sir."

   "OK" "How does your penis feel?"

   "It hurts master."

   "Good" "What shall we do now?"

   "I would love to be beaten now master.  Master?"

   "Yes cunt"

   "Please make me cry Master"

   "OK Take your left hand and pinch your right nipple with your thumb and
finger, then do the same with your other hand and nipple." "That's right."
"Don't let go."

   "Yes Sir"

   Master picked up a bamboo switch and stood back.  I tried to relax and
offered my buttocks to him.  Master started striking with the switch, and I
mean hard.  I gasped and bit my lip to keep from screaming.  Without the
vise holding me I am sure I would have collapsed on the floor.  I fell face
down over the vise onto the bench somehow still holding on to my nipples.
Master stopped for a moment.  "Breathe cunt." He said.  I weakly nodded and
said "Yes Sir."

   I regained my composure.  My eyes were wet as I stood up straight and
once again relaxed my buttocks.  A sense of calm surged through my body as
I said "Will you please resume my beating Master?"

   Sir once again started in on my buttocks and thighs.  He struck even
harder than before if that was possible.  This time I managed to remain
upright despite the tears that were running down my face and the blood I
could feel trickling on my thighs.  He stopped, put down the switch and
picked up a camera.  He now proceeded to take pictures of his new bitch
while I calmed down.  When he set the camera down, I once again spoke up."
Master could you please beat your bitch a little more?"

   Master went to the shelf above the workbench and brought out a thicker
cane.  At the end of 20 more strokes I was again face down on the bench
bawling, screaming, and bleeding freely from the welts on my bum and
thighs. When I quieted down, Master spoke, "See you on Monday bitch." "And
Bitch?  No eating of anything until you are back here."

   "Yes Sir, I replied and "Thank you master."

   Master turned opened the door to his house and left.  I released myself
from the vise and fell to the floor for a moment.  I then put on the
chastity cage, locked it and got dressed.  I gathered the paperwork and
headed to start my new life.

   I headed for the bank 1st where I received the safe deposit box.  I
deposited the papers and changed my address for cards etc.  I then took the
key to the box to my cousin Tony.  I evasively explained my situation, and
told him to expect a call from me every 2 weeks or so.  Should he not hear
from me in an acceptable amount of time, he should go to the box and start
investigating my whereabouts.

   I then went shopping to purchase all the things master told me to get.
At the department store, I changed in to one set of my new clothes and
threw my old clothes out.  They had an ear piercing booth in the mall so I
took care of my ears as well.  The woman in charge told me how cute I
looked in my Capri's and blouse.  I changed my address at the post office.
Then I went and got boxes for packing things in.  I took my purchases to my
(soon not to be) home.  I called the car lot that was about 3 blocks from
me.  They agreed to pick up my car and sell it for me.  Next I put up
garage sale signs on my block.  It was getting late in the evening by now.
I started putting things in boxes, and taking them to the garage.  I worked
late into the night, and finally curled up on the living room floor and
fell asleep.  Early Friday morning I was up packing again.  I remembered to
call the landlord and tell him I would be vacating the house on Monday AM.
I told him my company was shipping me overseas.  He said he would mail any
deposits to the address I left with him.  By Friday afternoon I had all the
dishes and cookware packed, as well as the towels linen etc.  I also had
about 20 boxes of books.  Two men came by with a truck as I was packing and
asked if there was any furniture being sold.  I told them all of it was. 
They looked at the 2 beds I had the tables and chairs, couch, end tables,
TV and stereo.  They said they wanted it all, and we agreed on a price. 
They started moving the furniture into the truck.  When they got the last
piece in the truck they cam back into the house.  I noticed that they had
worked up a sweat and offered them some soda I had in the fridge.  They
thanked me and gulped down the soda.  "I guess you want to be paid now
don't you cunt?" the taller man said.  "Yes that would be great and thanks
for taking everything."

   "No problem "he said and walked over closer to me.  I thought he was
going to take out his wallet, but instead he gave me a backhand across the
face that made me fall to my knees.  I looked up to see him unzipping his
pants and taking out his cock.  As I started to get up all blustering,
another slap sent me right back down.  "What are you doing I asked?  You
can't do this." "Oh really/" "Where do you think we got your address cunt?"
"You do have a lot to learn.  Now get over here and suck this cock or
you're going to have more than a black eye." I realized that master had
probably sent them to help move my affairs along more quickly.  I silently
thanked my master and raised my head to suck the cock in front of me.  I
realized that this was an opportunity to become more proficient in ways to
pleas master.  I licked the head of this rather large cock and then licked
d the shaft.  Soon I was slobbering all over as he pistoned his penis in
and out of my mouth.  He held my head firmly during my face fucking and
then pulled out leaving just the head in my mouth as his semen gushed out.
I swallowed it all and hoped master would get a favorable report.  As he
was zipping up I noticed the other man had been videotaping the event.  He
gave the camera to the tall man., then turned to me and said "Get in the
bathroom cunt." I started to rise but thought better of it and crawled
quickly towards the bathroom.  "Get your pants down bitch.  I want to see
how your ass looks." I pulled my pants down to my ankles still on all
fours. "Oh my God, Tony look at this!" Tony came in and the 2 of them
stared at my ass and thighs covered with welts and turning blue and purple
all over.  It was very painful to sit.  They both chuckled.  All right you
can pull your pants up.  I did so.  "Now into the tub on your back" I
quickly climbed into the tub and looked up at them.  "Thank you Sirs for
your help in training me."

   They laughed and said, "Your welcome cunt." They then proceeded to pee
all over me, drenching me from head to toe.  "Until next time." They left
me lying there wet.  I heard them shut the front door and I stood and
dripped into the tub.  The phone rang and grabbing a towel, I hurried to
answer it.

   "Hello" "Hello Cunt.  Nice and wet?" "Hello Sir.  Yes Sir, I am still
dripping." "Good." "The boys sent me a picture.  I'll add it to the
collection." "Thank you Sir." "You are welcome.  So I want you to spend the
rest of the night cleaning.  We want that deposit back don't we?" "Yes Sir"
"And don't you dare change clothes either.  Is that clear?" "Yes Sir."
"Tomorrow morning after you feel the house is ready, you may call me to
come for an inspection." "Oh and go right now to the refrigerator and
cupboards and throw everything in the trash.  Do not eat anything.  Are we
clear?" "Yes Sir." "All right bitch, get to work." "Yes Sir Thank you Sir."
He hung up.  Keeping my house clean most of the time I was sure it would be
no problem to get the deposit back, but I attacked the house with a renewed
energy.  I wanted master to be pleased the next day.  It would be easy
since all the furniture was gone and everything else was in boxes in the
garage.  I vacuumed, scrubbed dusted and polished.  Washed windows and
wiped down the molding.  I spent hours going over every inch.  It was
almost dawn when I finished.  I was getting hungry and wished that I had
permission to eat something.  I drank water and closed my eyes for a
minute. The next thing I knew I felt a pain from my crotch and awoke to
find master kicking me.  "What are you ding bitch." He yelled.  "People
will be here soon for the sale and you are sleeping." "I'm sorry Master" "I
sat down for a rest and must have dozed off." "He slapped me hard and
said,"Lets start the inspection." He put on white gloves and went from room
to room.  I crawled behind him.  He entered the bathroom.  "Is this toilet
spotless?" "Yes Sir" He lifted the lid and the seat.  He looked inside, ";
you may drink" "Yes Sir' I put my head down into the bowl and started
lapping up the water.  I knew it was sparkling clean.  "Ok cunt.  Let's go
to the garage." I breathed a sigh of relief.  I guess I had passed
inspection.  In the garage I lay on the floor at masters instructions. 
`Did you cancel everything?  "Yes Sir." Did you notify the landlord?" "Yes
Sir" "Very well" "go put the keys in the kitchen" I hurried to do so. 
"Lock all the doors.  I did so.  "Now give me all of your purchases." I
handed him the one bag with everything in it.  He handed back my cell
phone. "It is now 7 AM Saturday.  You will open the garage door and you
will sell your belongings.  You will spend the rest of the day and night
here, as well as Sunday.  If everything sells today, you will close the
door.  You will sleep on the floor.  If you need to pee, you will go into
the back yard, lie on your back and pee yourself.  Bring yourself, your
phone and the money you make, and I'll see you Monday." Now get into the
back yard.  I crawled through the back door and into the yard.  "On your
back" I lay down on my back and looked up at my Master.  The sun was just
rising above the tree line.  He looked gorgeous as he unzipped and started
a torrent down onto my body.  He shook the last drops onto my lips and
said," Better get ready for the sale." He strode away.  "Thank you Sir, "I
called out after him.  Lying there I realized that I too had to pee so I
wet myself, longing for Monday.  I went to open the garage.  There was an
old blanket in the paint can cupboard (Belongs to the landlord) so I
wrapped that around me.  I didn't want to scare off buyers being soaking
wet and smelling of piss.  So I just stayed huddled in the blanket.  Pretty
much everything sold on Saturday.  There was just some glassware and some
of my old underwear and socks.  After I closed the garage door for the
night exhaustion set in and I fell asleep right on the garage floor.  I
awoke Sunday morning stiff from sleeping on the concrete and sore from the
bruises on my ass and legs.  I went into the yard and peed myself, and then
huddled in the blanket I opened for the last day.  I sold the glassware so
all that was left was a box of my old under things and socks.  I really
didn't expect these to sell.  Not many people were stopping by and I dozed
off again.  About 4 o'clock I woke up and was surprised to see the 2
gentlemen that had taken my furniture away.  "Came by to see how you were
doing." I guess you're about done here huh?" "Yes Sir', I said.  He snapped
my picture.  "OK here's what were going to do.." "Get all of your clothes
off now." I knew master had sent them again so I hurriedly stripped off my
clothes.  Put your piss clothes in the washing machine and start them
washing.  I did so.  "Get over here." I crawled over to where he was
standing in the middle of the garage.  His partner came back in with the
sale signs and closed the door.  Both men took their pants and underwear
off.  "Get busy cunt." I stuck my head up near the taller mans crotch and
started licking.  As he started to get hard I turned to the other man and
started licking him as well.  Soon I had 2 hard cocks in my face and I
alternated sucking and licking both of them.  "That's it cunt suck it
good." They encouraged me.  "You're going to make a good little cocksucker
aren't you?" "Ummmhmm" I muttered with my mouth full.  I continued for
about 30 minutes bringing 1 close and then turning my attention to the
other beautiful penis.  Soon they both started to moan and before long I
had gooey gobs of semen in my mouth and dripping down my face.  "Get it all
bitch"

   "Yes Sir" I said and scooped up the gobs that missed my mouth and licked
my fingers clean.  The washer stopped.  "Go put your things in the dryer
and get back over here." "Yes Sir" I put my things in the dryer and crawled
back to the center of the garage.  They took my hands and duct taped them
behind my back.  Then they tied a cord around the base of my balls and
threw the other end up over a rafter.  They pulled my balls back behind me
and kept tugging until I was standing on my tiptoes with my genitals pulled
behind me and tied off.  I was dancing around on tiptoe.  They started
laughing.  Next they took a pair of my old socks.  One of them took the
socks and put them on his cock.  I could see that they were turning wet. 
When they were drenched with his pee, he came over and pinching my nipple
hard pushed them into my mouth, securing them with another piece of tape.
"That should keep you quiet tonight." They dumped the rest of my under
things underneath me.  "In case you can't hold it tonight." They both
laughed and turned to go.  "Have a good night.  See you in the morning."
They left.

   I cried and ached all night long.  I had to keep dancing on my toes.  My
scrotum and balls felt like they were turning blue.  By morning I was
exhausted.  I heard something making noise very early and realized it was
the garbage collection going on.  Finally just after daybreak the garage
door opened.  My 2 tormentors were back.  They undid the leash on my balls
and I slumped to the floor.  "Go gather your clothes from the dryer" I
crawled over to the dryer and took out my clothes.  "Throw away the rest of
those rags you peed on" they said referring to my old under garments.  I
gathered the old clothes and put them in the trash.  "Now get in the van."
The vans back door was open so I crawled to it and heaved myself into the
back.  They drove to my master's house and backed into the driveway.  They
opened the back door and pushed me out onto the cement throwing my clothes
after me.  I crawled around to the back of the garage to the doorway there,
and started to bark.  Master soon came to the door and when he opened it I
collapsed at his feet and started to kiss his feet through my tears. 
"Welcome back." He turned and walked into the garage, turned back towards
me and said'" come." I crawled to his feet.  "sit.", he said.  I crouched
back onto my heels and looked up at him.  We were in the back part of the
garage, which had masters shop on one side and the laundry room on the
other.  There was also a toilet and sink just off the laundry room.

   "I think the 1st thing to do is figure out your sleeping arrangement."
"Now as we've discussed, it is important for you to start shaping your new
life with your own insights.  So I now ask you, where do you think you
should sleep?"

   `I guess I could sleep in the laundry room," I replied.

   "I'm not convinced," he said.

   "May I sleep in the laundry room, Sir?"

   "That's a little better," he said

   "If it pleases you Sir, I really believe it most appropriate that this
bitch should sleep in the laundry room on the floor."

   "Much Better cunt.  It does please me.  Now show me just where you will
sleep."

   I crawled into the laundry area.  There was a table for clothes folding
and sorting.  I crawled under the table and lay down.

   "Very good," he said.  "As you can see there are several drawers in the
cabinet at the end." "You may keep your clothes in there.  You may keep
your wallet and credit card in there as well.  As we have discussed you may
leave at any time, but I hope you have the decency to tell me, and not flea
in the night."

   "Of course master."

   "Now put your things away."

   I put my clothes and wallet in a drawer.

   "You may wash in the laundry sink there." "There is shampoo and
mouthwash as well as a tooth brush.  There is also an enema bag." You have
15 minutes to clean up.  And do a thorough job.  You smell like piss."

   "Yes Sir, Thank you.."

   First I filled the enema bag and putting a little soap on the tip,
inserted it into my rectum.

   The warm liquid felt good rushing into my bowels.  When I had taken the
fluid in, I removed the nozzle and washed it and hung the bag over the
sink. Next I washed thoroughly and scrubbed my hair.  I was starting to
feel the pressure in my bowels and I hopped from foot to foot while I
rinsed my hair.  Finally grabbing a towel I quickly wrapped it around
myself and ran to the toilet just in time to expel the fluid.  Since I
hadn't eaten recently it was just water.  I flushed and continued to dry
myself when master came back.  He tossed me the key to the cage around my
genitals and also 2 black boot laces.  "Wash your little package, wash the
cage, and tie yourself down and back."

   "Yes Sir."

   I did as he asked and was soon tied and down on all fours.

   "Now, when you are naked and on all fours like this, I do not expect any
form of speech.  If I ask if; you understand you may bark.  But I expect
you to understand everything I tell you.  When I dismiss you will crawl
over to the shop and rise up on you feet.  You will find a plug and the
horsehair you purchased, as well as some thin wire and some epoxy.  You
will wind the wire around the end of the shank of hair tightly for about ˝
inch.  You will then put some epoxy in the hole at the base end of the
plug. You will inset the bound end of the hair into this and hold it in
place for 15 minutes.  You will then insert it into your rectum.  There is
some lube in your drawer.  Finally you will clean up the work bench, get
back on all fours come to the house door and bark." He looked down at me I
held perfectly still.  "Dismissed." Master turned and strode into the
house.

   I crawled into the shop area and arose at the workbench.  I was going to
make a beautiful tail for myself!  My little clitty twitched in its tight
binding.  I carefully wrapped one end of the hair with the brass wire. 
Then I uncapped the epoxy and squeezed a little into the hole.  I twisted
the wired end into the hole.  It fit perfectly.  I tried to gauge how long
15 minutes was then happened to notice a tiny clock on the shelves.  When
the epoxy was dry I rushed to the drawer, found the lube and squeezed a
tiny amount onto the end of the plug put a little on my finger and worked
it into my anus.  It was really tight.  It hurt quite a bit.  I had to go
slowly and try it a couple of times.  I finally clenched my teeth and
pushed it in.  I gasped and then relaxed as my sphincter loosened up.  I
washed my hands and tidied up the work bench then got back on all fours,
crawled to the door and barked.  After a few minutes master came to the
door and stepped into the garage.  He walked all around me.  He grabbed my
tail and wiggled it.  "Your tail is beautiful bitch.  ""Can you wag it/"

   I shook my ass and the tail wagged back and forth.  "Good dog" my master
said.

   I blushed and tried not to smile.

   "All right come back into the shop area." I followed him on all fours.

   Master got a length of metal chain with a large loop on one end.  It
looked like a choke chain without the other loop.  I soon understood why as
Master put the chain around my neck, feet the end through the loop and slid
another loop through the link at the free end.

   It was indeed a choke collar but one that could not be removed except by
cutting.  He walked over to a welding machine and motioned me to follow. 
"W need to make sure this link is secured.  Don't want this coming off so
we?"

   "Woof ", I answered and shook my tail.

   Master laid a thick blanket over my back and then took the loop to be
welded in a pair of pliers and pulled it away form me.  Of course this
caused me to choke.  "Be still for 15 seconds or you will be burned
severely." He said.

   True to his word the link was quickly sealed and the pressure on my
windpipe lessened.  One more minute and the chain had cooled enough for
master to remove the blanket..

   He attached a leash to my choke collar.  He knelt beside me and holding
the leash tugged upwards while at the same time cupping my little package
and firmly pressing upward.  "Spread your leas a little more, Head up and
look straight ahead.  Hold this posture"

   "Good "he laid the leash on my back.  I want you to maintain a proper
posture."

   "Do you know what heel means?"

   "Woof "I said.

   "Good' I don't want to have to tug on a leash all the time.  When you
are asked to follow, you will heel." "Now let's take a tour." He walked
into the laundry room with me crawling quickly at his heels.  He opened the
closet next to the toilet.  "Look was all he said.  I put my face into the
closet and noticed a vacuum cleaner, broom mop, bucket, sponges.....  "You
will find everything you need for cleaning in here." He turned and walked
back to a far corner of the garage.  He walked slowly around the garage
pointing, to lawnmower, rakes shovels, garbage bags, garbage cans
recycling..  "Since I have no immediate neighbors and this street is
infrequently traveled you should have no trouble getting the thrash and
recycling out to the curb.  Meaning I didn't have to worry about being
naked I guess.  He walked out the back door into the yard..  "Near the back
fence behind that bush is a perfect area for your toilet." If I tell you to
clean yourself inside you may use the laundry room toilet.  Likewise when
you are in your clothes, you may have use of the toilet.  Otherwise well
dogs don't use toilets.  When you have to go.  You will go to the door and
whimper.  You may then reach up and let yourself out, remembering to close
the door when leaving.  He turned and walked back inside, holding the door
for me.  He went to the inside door and once again I followed at his heels.
AS we went inside the house I was grateful for the heat.  It was chilly
out. We entered into the kitchen.  "You will get to know where things are.
Obviously when cooking, you will need to be on your feet.  There are
occasions when you will be serving others.  Depending on the group you may
be wearing clothes and you will be on your feet as well then.  And
obviously when a cleaning task requires you to stand, you will do so.  I
crawled at masters feet as we toured the house.  The dining room was just
off of the kitchen and led into the formal living room.  There was also a
big deck out through the dining room for al fresco entertaining.  Down the
hall was a guest room with attached bath.  Across the hall was a study with
a desk computer, large leather chair.  At the very end of the hall was his
suite.  Large plush bed.  Bathroom with shower and Jacuzzi tub.  Sauna. 
There was also a large closet dressing room.  He led me back to the kitchen
and sat on a stool at the bar counter.

   "Now let's review.  You may sit." I sat back on my haunches.  Master
handed me a notebook and pen.  "You may use language for the moment." "Tell
me what you have learned so far." "When I say good or nod my head you will
write it down in the book.

   "Well Sir" Whenever slave enters masters property it is to be naked and
on all fours." Master nodded and I wrote it in the book.

   "When naked slave will wear his tail and keep a good posture reflecting
its happiness."

   "When slave is naked it will always be on all fours except where a task
demands being on just 2 feet."

   Master spoke," Give me an example."

   "Well Sir" "If you summoned me and told me to fetch you a beer and
snack, slave would crawl to the kitchen, then rise get what was needed, put
it on a tray, and carry it to you.  Slave would place tray where directed
and then get back on the floor."

   "Write it down."

   "Slave will do most chores naked and on the floor, including vacuuming,
scrubbing floors toilets, etc.  Slave will rise only to clean higher areas
or to wash windows.  Slave knows where to keep cleaning tools and will keep
all areas neat and tidy.  Slave may also need to stand to do yard work and
take out trash."

   Master nodded and I wrote it down.

   "Sometimes slave may wear cloths when Master desires a more modest look
in his servant.  Slave would probably be on 2 feet during these times
unless otherwise directed."

   "Slave will not speak while naked.  It will behave as a dog would,
always striving to please its master."

   "Slave will sleep on the floor in the laundry room."

   "Slave will use an area in the back yard for its toilet and will keep
this area clean."

   "Slave will only enter Masters home to perform chores or being summoned
by master."

   "Slave shall take an active part in it's torture and training"

   Master nodded and I wrote everything down neatly.  Then Master spoke;

   "OK, now let's talk more specifically about things."