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 Snake Strikes (Robert's Puppy Training) Robert 16_2

   Snake finally catches up to Robert and Linda.  It isn't the first time
Robert has been caught.  However, will he be able to escape this time?

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   -- Continued-

   7.

   Linda's eyes opened wide in shock as she glanced into Diablo's cage. 
There was her brother, and formal master, being fucked by a dog.  It
certainly was a sight she never expected to see in a million years.  She
was there when her brother was held captive before.  However, nothing like
this had been done to him.

   "I think that's his third breeding today," Carlos said more to Snake
than Linda.

   Snake was standing next to Linda and just nodded his approval.  Snake of
course didn't really care that much about Robert.  All he cared was that
the kid got broken in good so he wouldn't cause any hassles down the road.

   It was Linda that Snake really cared about.  He was even thinking of
making her his house slave.  That would be a first.  Up until now, everyone
Snake ever played with were always kept in his "dungeon".  Linda was
special.  Not only was she his first real full time slave, but she was also
his best slave.  Or at least she was the slave he enjoyed most.  She was
also his first underage slave.

   Snake didn't like the fact that the special agent was forcing him to
keep Robert as well.  It was a price worth paying though.  And it is not
like Snake would have to spend too much time with Robert.  Snake planned to
just make the boy a full time slave to his dog, Jeremy.  The dog would
easily keep the boy well broken and trained.  All Snake would have to do is
give the boy a bowl of dog food and water each day and maybe check for
injuries from time to time.  The arrangement would have the added benefit
of keeping Jeremy busy while Snake enjoyed Linda.  Not that he wouldn't
have Jeremy play with her also from time to time.

   And of course Snake would loan the boy out to his friends occasionally.
Snake had a clique of like minded friends he hung out with sometimes.  They
mostly just sat around drinking beers and bragging about conquests and
stuff like that.  However, sometimes they shared slaves.  While Snake
preferred female slaves, a few of his friends preferred male ones.  They
would have an absolute blast with Robert.  They would especially enjoy
Robert's huge cock...  torturing it that is.

   "AHH!" Robert suddenly let out.

   "Oh, there goes the knot," Carlos chuckled.

   This got a smile from Snake.  He might not want Robert as a slave but it
was still a little enjoyable to watch the kid get broken in.  Snake was
still a bit angry at Robert for taking Linda from him.  And of course
chasing Robert and Linda to hell and back was not only a headache but had
cost a ton of time and money.

   Carlos laughed but he was actually a bit disappointed.  It was bad
timing that they arrived to see the end of the fuck and not the start. 
Once knotted the action was hardly that exciting.  The two will now just
sit there for 10 minutes or so.  Carlos suddenly got an idea.

   Snake glanced over in confusion when Carlos said something loud in
Spanish.  A few seconds later David came crawling out of a nearby pen.  The
little boy had just finished being bred by Voldemort and was trying to get
in a short nap while the dog rested.  Voldemort had even been nice enough
to let the boy snuggle up with him.

   David didn't hesitate when called.  He shut the pen's door and hustled
to Carlos' side.  Once there he looked up into Carlos' eyes, smiled and
panted happily.

   Snake seen David and Ana a few times over the last couple days. 
However, this was the first time he'd seen them without a dog covering them
or their face hidden from sight.  He was surprised at how healthy the kid
looked.  Carlos wasn't well known for his kindness.  Snake expected the boy
to look sickly and be covered in scares.  Yet, there were very few
blemishes of any kind on the kid and while he was a little thin he looked
well.

   As Snake looked the boy over he noticed the kid had surprisingly
feminine curves.  In fact, even the boy's breasts looked like they were
developing.  They were just a tiny bit meatier than normal with perky
nipples topping small cones that extended out about two inches.

   "I give David estrogen pills," Carlos explained when he seen the
confusion on Snake's face.  "Lady boys sell for good money.  Especially
well trained ones."

   Snake nodded his approval.  It seemed a rather smart investment on
Carlos' behalf.  He spends maybe a few hundred on pills and in a few years
he can sell the kid for thousands.  And in the mean time he has an extra
slave to help train the dogs.  Of course, his whole investment could go
down the toilet if one of the dogs got too violent.

   Carlos said something else in Spanish and the boy quickly crawled over
to Snake and started unzipping the man's pants.  Snake was about to swat
the kid away but thought better of it.  It might raise some red flags if he
indicated he wasn't that interested in boy slaves.  After all, he was
asking Carlos to help train one for him.  Carlos wouldn't be too happy if
he somehow found out that Robert was part of some under the table deal with
an FBI agent.

   Carlos was a friend but not that big of one.  Snake could end up buried
in a nearby field, if not turned into one of Carlos' puppies.  The only
thing keeping Carlos from doing that now was his professionalism, the money
he made off Snake, and the fact that local authorities would frown on
taking such drastic actions.  All of those things would be voided out
though if it was known Snake was in bed with an FBI agent.

   "Grande," David whispered to himself as he fished out Snake's huge dick.

   Snake's dick wasn't as big as Robert's freakish cock but at 9" long and
2.5" thick it was still rather impressive.

   David swallowed hard as he looked the thing over.  This cock was
definitely going to push his oral skills to their limit.  He'd taken a few
dog dicks down his throat this big but just barely.

   Snake was a bit surprised that he was already hard.  Just thinking about
the boy sucking him off had excited him more than he expected.  Of course,
the somewhat feminine appearance of the boy helped.

   The boy's age came into play also.  He looked to be about 14, the same
age as Linda.  Until Linda came along Snake had never even thought about
having sex with an underage kid.  Okay, maybe he thought about it. 
However, he never seriously considered actually doing it.

   Snake was attracted to Linda regardless of her age.  However, he had to
admit that her young age was a turn on as well.  As he looked down at
David, Snake told himself it was just the kid's young age that was really
turning him on right now.  Deep down he knew that wasn't the full truth. 
The kid was just so adorable.

   "Oh," Snake moaned as the boy took the cock into his mouth.

   David sucked on the tip a moment and then buried the cock all the way
down his throat.  The boy then started fucking his mouth back and forth on
the large instrument.  It was far from comfortable for the boy but he was
used to much worse treatment from the dogs.

   "He's good, yes?" Carlos asked as he watched the boy go to work.

   Snake wasn't sure if Carlos was giving a sales pitch or just bragging.
He decided not to answer.  Instead, he motioned for Linda to go to Carlos.

   Linda thought of Carlos as an old, ugly and disgusting man.  Part of her
was revolted at the idea of pleasing the guy.  Yet, deep down it highly
excited her that her master would make her do such a disgusting thing.  It
showed that Snake loved her.  She wasn't sure exactly how it showed love,
she just knew it did.

   Linda could smell the man's body odor before she even reached him.  She
tried her best not to look too disgusted as she unbuttoned the man's
overhauls and pulled out his brown cock.

   Disgusted or not, Linda had to admit that she was a bit curious what
Carlos tasted like.  He was her first Mexican.  She decided to play with it
a little first before getting a taste.  In particular, she was fascinated
by how it was uncircumcised.  It wasn't often that she got to play with an
uncircumcised cock.  She thought it was wild how the skin seemed so loose
when she jacked up and down on it.

   Linda jacked up and down on the cock several times before bringing her
lips to the head.  She sucked the tip inside and swirled her tongue around
it.  Carlos tasted old like her grandpa, but other than that she couldn't
tell much of a difference.

   She easily took the cock deep into her throat.  Carlos was big but he
was nothing compared to her brother.  As she bobbed back and forth on the
dick she watched her master out of the corner of her eye.  She became a bit
jealous when she notice her master was focusing all of his attention on the
boy and not her.

   Linda knew Snake loved her.  She knew this even before the man tracked
her and Robert down and rescued her like a knight in shining armor.  She
had to admit though that Snake was a bit hard to read sometimes.  Is it
possible he seen her not as a lover that needed to be rescued but more as a
prize of war?  Is it possible he would consider trading her for the boy?

   Linda quickly pushed the thought out of her head.  Of course he wouldn't
do that.  She was certain he loved her.

   Despite her certainty, Linda couldn't help but analyze the benefits and
drawbacks of being traded.  The obvious drawback was that she would have to
pleasure Carlos all the time.  She also wouldn't be with Snake, the master
she truly loved.  Granted, she could tell that Carlos knew how to treat a
slave right.  In time she would probably fall in love with him also.

   Living on Carlos' farm could be a plus as well.  She would get to go
outside from time to time and from what she could tell, Carlos kept his
slaves constantly busy.  When she was with Snake she was kept in his
dungeon 24/7.  She never got to see daylight.  Plus, there were many times
where she spent hour after hour doing absolutely nothing.  She would almost
jump for joy sometimes when Snake would finally come to play with her. 
Even a whipping with the belt was better than being ignored for hours on
end.

   Linda's train of thought was broken by the sound of Snake groaning.  She
knew that groan well.  It was only a matter of seconds before he unloaded
in the boy's throat.  Sure enough, half a minute later Snake grabbed hold
of the boy's head and started unloading in the kid's throat.  This must
have excited Carlos because he grabbed Linda's head and started doing the
same.

   Linda was impressed by how much cum Carlos shot down her throat.  Not
only was there a lot of it but it came out fast and strong.  It also was
pretty thick.  His climax was a lot more manly than she expected for
someone so old.  Her only disappointment was that he shot it directly down
her throat.  She had hoped he would deposit it in her mouth so she could
analyze it better.

   The two men held their cocks deep in the kids' throats for about a
minute before they pulled out.  As Carlos' cock popped free, Linda chased
it with her mouth and managed to suck on the tip briefly.  She was rewarded
with a glob of cum.  It wasn't much but it was enough for her to at least
savor the flavor.  It had a strong taste but nothing unlike what she had
tasted in the past.

   "She's good," Carlos praised.

   "That she is," Snake said as he motioned for Linda to come back to his
side.

   Linda smiled happily.  She crawled over to her master and then stood up
next to him.  It made her feel special that she was allowed to stand while
all the other slaves apparently had to crawl all the time.  What made her
feel extra special was that it was clear to her that her master preferred
her over the boy.  She might get traded down the road but it wasn't going
to happen today.

   Carlos snapped his fingers and pointed toward Voldemort's pen.  David
got the hint and crawled that direction.  David frowned when he seen that
Voldemort was already awake and ready to play again.  David's nap would
have to wait until later.

   While David crawled into Voldemort's pen, everyone else was focusing on
Diablo's cage where Robert was still recovering from finally being released
from Diablo's knot.

   The blush on Robert's face and shoulders told everyone that he had
become aware of his audience.

   "Clean!" Carlos growled at Robert.

   Carlos kept his puppies assholes clean but he still liked to have them
suck the dogs' cocks clean after each fuck.  It helped take the puppies
down a peg or two.  It also helped test the dogs' temperament.  The dogs
normally didn't like being messed with after a fuck.

   Robert looked up at Carlos with pleading eyes.  He'd done this a couple
times already but having to do it in front of his sister and former slave
made the task beyond humiliating.

   Carlos needed only point the remote for the ball device at Robert in
order to get the boy to obey.  Tears formed in the corner of Robert's eyes
as he crawled over to the dog and gently sucked the dog's cock into his
mouth.  Diablo started growling but not too loud.  For cleanup, Carlos
required his puppies to deep throat the cocks 20 times or until the dog
barks twice.  Robert prayed that he would get the full 20 in.  He barely
managed to do so the prior time he cleaned Diablo.  The trick seemed to be
to do the task very slow and provide just the right amount of suction.

   Linda blushed as she watched her brother suck the dog's cock into his
throat.  She was embarrassed for her previous master.  However, she was
mostly disappointed in him.  A real master would never give in to such a
thing.

   This was not a new revelation for Linda.  She realized this about her
brother way back when their uncle and grandfather captured him.  They
easily got him to do all kinds of nasty things.  Not only did they easily
break him but Robert even needed Linda to help him escape.

   Linda owed her brother a lot for helping her see how much of a slave she
really was.  He helped break her and train her.  However, she had long
concluded that he was not master enough for her.  She needed someone like
Snake.

   Ashamed, Linda averted her eyes away from her brother.  She turned to
her master and got down on her knees and started suckling on his dick.  It
wasn't long before the cock got hard and was sliding down her throat.

   8.

   Robert had a restless night.  Every time he would fall asleep he would
dream of Diablo.  The dreams were extremely vivid.  He could taste the
dog's cock and cum.  Then he would feel the dogs warm belly on his back as
it mounted him.  And of course he could also feel the dog's knot pop into
his asshole each time.  In his dreams sometimes the knot would pop in and
out of his asshole over and over as the dog fucked him with it.

   Robert woke in a cold sweat at least a half dozen times during the
night. Each time he woke, for a moment he actually thought the prior day's
activities with Diablo had just been a dream.  However, he would then feel
the ache in his asshole from Diablo's abuse.

   A few times Robert debated making another escape attempt.  It was very
tempting.  He already knew from his last attempt that he could make it
outside and down the road.  Of course, he also knew that the dogs had no
problem catching up to him.

   And Carlos made sure he pointed out that on the next escape attempt it
wouldn't be Diablo chasing the boy down.  It would be Buster.  The thought
of Buster chasing him down brought chills of fright to the boy.  The dog
looked and acted a lot meaner than Diablo.  Robert wouldn't be surprised if
the dog decided to bite him a few times once he caught him.

   The biggest fear though was Buster's humongous 3" thick, 9" long cock.
It looked like it belonged on a horse more than it did a dog.  Could Robert
handle something that big?  It wouldn't be comfortable but he was sure he
could.  After all, Diablo's knot was bigger than that and Robert had
managed to take that knot a total of 4 times yesterday.  No, what Robert
really feared was Buster's knot.  That softball size monstrosity would rip
him in half.  If it didn't kill him it certainly would make him wish he was
dead.

   Robert did note, however, that Carlos left the barn unlocked again.  It
was as though he wanted Robert to try.

   Each time though Robert convinced himself not to try.  He hadn't given
up on the thought of escape.  He just had to wait until the perfect
opportunity.  And of course there was still the chance his sister might
rescue him again.

   By the time he woke in the morning he felt almost more tired than when
he went to bed.  Robert felt like crying but he was strong as he charged
his ball device and did his enema.  He lost control of his tear ducts
though when Carlos came for him.

   Carlos had no mercy.  He just attached the leash to Robert's collar and
gave it a tug.  Robert's tears increased but he was smart enough not to
resist as they exited the barn and headed toward the main kennel again.  He
absolutely dreaded that damn kennel.  He wasn't sure he could survive
another day like yesterday.

   Sure enough, they went straight to Diablo's cage.  As they passed the
other pens, Robert noticed that in addition to David and Ana, Linda was in
one of the pens also.  She wasn't wearing the chastity looking device like
Ana so Robert doubted that she was entered into the same training he was.
She was probably just brought out in order to eat her breakfast.  She
already had her face in the bowl and was fighting over dog food.

   Robert didn't give it much thought.  He was more concerned with what
they had planned for him.

   It started out the same with him fighting Diablo for food.  Then there
were "kisses" again.  However, instead of starting off with a blowjob,
Carlos let the dog breed the boy right off.  Robert yelped in pain as the
dog's cock forced it's way inside his sore hole.  He yelped much louder
when it came knot time.

   Robert blushed when he glanced toward the pen's exit and seen that Snake
had stopped in again to watch.

   "He seems to really like dogs.  His cock gets very hard when he plays
with them."

   Carlos made sure he said it loud enough not only for Snake to hear but
also for Robert.  The comment made the boy turn an even brighter shade of
red.

   Snake stepped closer to the cage in order to get a better look at the
boy.  He'd heard of people that were natural born dog sluts.  Is it
possible Robert was one?

   "Has he been cumming a lot when playing with them?" Snake asked.

   "Some cum milks out when he gets knotted," Carlos replied.  "I haven't
seen him actually climax yet though."

   "So much for that idea," Snake thought to himself.

   A natural dog slut would have been climaxing just at the thought of
being knotted.  Snake wasn't sure if he was happy or sad that Robert wasn't
a natural.  Being a natural dog slut would have made Robert somewhat unique
and something Snake could brag about to his buddies.  Yet, it would be a
lot more fun to turn the boy into a dog slut.

   "It is kind of cruel to make him go too long without cumming," Snake
said.

   Snake then walked over to Carlos and whispered to him.  Carlos smiled.
Robert was a little confused and rather concerned by Snake's sudden concern
for secrecy.

   Carlos disappeared for a minute and then returned with not only Linda
but David and Ana as well.  He then ordered them to watch the show.  He
said it in both Spanish and English.  Robert got a sinking feeling when he
heard the English version.

   Once Diablo was well knotted, Carlos opened the pen door and came
inside. The old man then started barking orders at Robert.  What the man
told him to do seemed easy enough, it just confused Robert why he had to do
it.  He obeyed without hesitation.  Carlos had to help him a couple times
though.

   It basically involved rotating so that Diablo and he were in a
missionary position with Diablo on top.  Robert of course had to raise his
rear end up high so he wasn't pulling down on the knot.

   The position was not only awkward but rather uncomfortable for the boy.
He was practically doubled in half with his knees near his shoulders. 
Diablo didn't seem to like the position much either.  He growled a bit but
quieted down once Carlos said some commands in Spanish.

   Robert was so doubled over that his long cock was pressed against the
side of his face.  Heck, the thing was only inches from touching the ground
below him.  It was very uncomfortable.  Diablo's cock and knot seemed to go
much deeper in this position.  Diablo was still cumming and Robert could
feel the cum spurting deep into his guts.

   As bad as it was, it still didn't seem worthy of an audience.  However,
Carlos said one word that brought everything into focus.

   "Open," Carlos barked.

   Robert looked up at Carlos in horror.  It was clear what the man had
planned and Robert didn't want to have anything to do with it.  Robert just
couldn't obey that order...  not with what Carlos had planned.

   "Open or you go into Buster's pen for the rest of the day," Carlos said
with an evil grin.

   Okay, maybe he could obey the order.  Tears started running down the
sides of his face but he reluctantly opened his mouth wide.  Carlos grabbed
hold of the boy's hard cock.  The cock was so long that he had to raise
Robert's pelvis up several inches in order to line the head up with the
boy's mouth.  In raising Robert's pelvis, Diablo's back legs were brought
several inches off the ground.  All of the dog's weight was on the boy's
rear end and one of Carlos' arms which was helping to hold the animal up.
Diablo was less than pleased.

   "Enjoy," Carlos chuckled as he let go of the dog and backed away.

   The head of Robert's cock quickly disappeared into the boy's mouth.  It
was followed by several inches of his shaft.

   "Oh my," Carlos mumbled to himself in Spanish.

   Carlos had seen pictures of men that could suck their own cock but he
had never seen it in real life before.  He chastised himself for not
thinking of this earlier.  Not only was the boy flexible but he had a
rather long cock.  Not only did the cock reach but it looked like the kid
had at least 4 or 5 inches inside.  Carlos was definitely going to add this
to the boy's training routine.

   Robert's eyes got big.  His 11" long, 3.5" wide cock was just long
enough that the head of it had entered his throat.  It not only hurt his
throat a lot but in this position it completely blocked his air flow.

   Robert quickly used his leg and stomach muscles to lift the dog a few
inches up.  His cock didn't exit his mouth but it was enough for him to
breath again.  Diablo started to growl.  Robert knew the dog would start
barking any second.  Reluctantly, he lowered the dog back down.  And of
course the cock slid back into his throat.

   Robert tried to slide back some to relieve the pressure but Carlos
growled at him to stay where he was.  Robert thought of disobeying. 
However, he then realized this position would be a ton worse if it was
Buster's knot inside him instead of Diablo's.

   Robert held his breath for about a half minute before he pushed up on
Diablo again.  He managed to get in several breaths before the dog started
growling too much.  He repeated this process several times.

   It was interesting to watch the boy slowly fuck his own mouth, but
Carlos wanted a little more action.  He knelt down next to Robert.

   "The faster you cum the sooner this will be over," he whispered to the
boy.  "Hump as fast as you need too, I'll keep Diablo from barking."

   Robert froze for a few seconds.  Robert had pretty good control of his
climaxes so it wasn't like he couldn't cum like this.  He just didn't think
they would actually expect him to do something so disgusting.  Yeah, he
clearly wasn't thinking straight.  Of course they would ask him to cum in
his own mouth!

   Robert told himself that eating his own cum wasn't any worse than
sucking a dog off.  It sounded good on paper but right now he wasn't so
sure.  The thought of it was just so...  gross.

   What choice did he have?  Carlos didn't seem like the type to give empty
threats.  Robert didn't want to be fucked by Buster.  He could barely
handle Diablo's knot.  Robert would no doubt suffer physical damage. 
Something told him though that this didn't matter much to Carlos.  The man
no doubt has damaged many slaves in the past.  He was breeding people with
dogs, physical damage was probably pretty common.

   Robert's guess was that the man probably just tied his injured slaves
down and used a needle and thread to sew them back up.  Some slaves
recovered and the others probably were buried somewhere on the farm.

   Robert slowly lifted up again.  His cock slide upward until only the
head was inside his mouth.  He then relaxed his muscles and the dog's
weight pushed Robert's pelvis back down and the cock deep into his mouth
again.

   Robert gradually picked up pace as he repeated this over and over. 
Diablo was very unhappy but Carlos was true to his word and kept the dog
from barking.

   About 4 inches of cock slide across Robert's lips on each thrust.  It
was only about one third the length of his cock but it was enough to excite
him.  Robert was used to cumming 6 to 10 times a day.  Therefore, about
anything would excite him after several days without a climax.

   The big problem he had though was that his position was very
uncomfortable.  Plus, each time he tried to fantasize about something in
order to cum he kept thinking about sucking and fucking dogs.  It was hard
not to considering there was a dog knotted with him and standing right over
him.

   He countered some of this by focusing on the pleasure to his cock.  All
that did was remind him that he was sucking his own cock.  The best he
could do was fantasize that he was actually Carlos and that he was making a
slave do this disgusting act.  Of course, that slave was himself.  So, in
his mind's eye he was making himself perform like this.  It was very
confusing mentally but it seemed to do the trick.

   Robert started humping up and down at a faster pace.  In his fantasy he
started barking orders and teasing the slave.

   "Suck that cock, faggot."

   "You like that dog knot up your ass, don't you?"

   "I can tell you like the taste of your cock."

   "I bet you can't wait to eat your jizz."

   Robert reached his peak within 3 minutes.

   "That's it, swallow that load!" Robert told the slave in his fantasy.

   For an instant Robert sucked hard on his cock and tried to bury it as
deep as he could.

   "NO!" he suddenly tried to protest around his cock when it dawned on him
he was actually cumming in his own mouth.

   Robert tried to thrust up in order to get the cock out of his mouth
before the first glob of cum could exit his cock.  Carlos was ahead of him
though and was holding the boy down.

   Robert tried to voice another protest around his cock but he was cut off
by a huge blast of cum shooting across his tongue and into the back of his
throat.  The cum was thick and hot.  He scrunched his eyes tight in disgust
as the strong flavor hit his taste buds.  He wanted to spit the gunk out
but the awkward position along with his thick cock prevented it.  In fact,
thanks to gravity the viscous fluid slithered into the back of his throat
and he was forced to swallow.

   Robert struggled some more as the second blast shot into his mouth. 
This time when it slithered to the back of his throat he tried to force it
back out.  This only made him gag and then it went down his throat anyway.
It was very painful.

   He tried to force himself to stop cumming but a third and forth volley
came anyway.  Defeated, he didn't even try to struggle with these spurts.
He simply let the stuff run across his tongue and down his throat.

   "I can't believe I just ate my own cum," Robert thought in disgust as he
held back tears.

   Robert shifted from disgust to humiliation when he heard his audience
clapping.  He could tell it was only Snake clapping but he knew Linda and
the other slaves were watching still also.

   "Maybe we should sell tickets next time," Carlos chuckled.

   Carlos was joking but not really.  A boy that could suck his own cock
would sell a ton of tickets in a sex show.  Carlos had no desire to set up
such an official show.  It required a lot more than just setting up a tent.
You had to clear it with both the organized crime bosses as well as the
cops.  It wouldn't be easy either considering the boy was American.  That
said, he knew a few people with the right connections that would pay him
good money to buy or borrow the boy for their shows.

   Carlos could already tell though that Snake would never go for it.  And
taking the boy from Snake wasn't an option.  In the long run he would make
a lot more money from business with Snake than from the boy.  Plus, he had
his reputation to worry about.

   That said, Carlos knew a few friends/customers that would pay good money
for a private viewing.  These were friends he could trust to keep quiet. 
It might take a little discussion but he was sure he could convince Snake
to go along with it.

   "Make sure you suck it all out and lick your cock clean," Carlos said as
he let go of the boy.

   Without Carlos holding him down, Robert now had the option to disobey.
He seen very little point in it though.  The worst was over.  Performing a
little cleanup duty was rather insignificant now.

   Robert did as Carlos ordered.  He licked all around the head and sides.
He then sucked at least another tablespoon of cum out of the tip.  Once he
was done, Robert just laid there with about 3 inches of his dick in his
mouth.  His cock continued to slowly drool into his mouth.  Robert just
kept swallowing occasionally and giving the tip a small suck.

   Robert didn't dare try to lift up in order to force the cock out of his
mouth.  He scooted out a little from under the dog so he could breath
better but he didn't dare remove the cock from his mouth.  He didn't even
do this after Carlos left the pen.  Robert knew that it would probably just
anger the old man.  Besides, Carlos and Snake seemed to be distracted as
they talked about something.  He couldn't make any of the conversation out
but at least they were looking at each other and not him.  Robert didn't
want to draw the attention back to himself.  If he did that they might
notice that his cock never went soft.  They would probably then make him
start all over again.

   9.

   The rest of the week was a repeat of the previous days.  Enemas, eating
dog food, dog sucking and being bred/knotted.  And yes, he was made to suck
himself off two or three times each day as well.

   There were minor alterations of course.  Carlos mixed up the sexual
positions a bit.  Not that there was all that much variety when it came to
having sex with a dog.  It was mainly doggy style and missionary.

   Carlos also didn't always put Robert in the same position when it was
time for the boy to suck himself off.  For example, Diablo might be fucking
Robert in a doggy position and Carlos would have the boy put his head
underneath himself and suck the head of his own cock.  Robert could only
barely reach in this position and never really managed to climax.  That is
not to say Robert still didn't get a good mouth or two full of cum.  His
cock milked out cum whenever he was fucked by Diablo.  A ton would squirt
out whenever the knot would squeeze inside.

   Carlos preferred method of having Robert suck himself off was to wait
until right after Diablo's knot popped out of the boy.  He would then have
Robert get into his half rolled back missionary position and suck himself
off.

   Carlos enjoyed this because he got to see the boy's freshly fucked
asshole.  The real thrill though was watching the dog cum drool out of that
gaping hole and run down the shaft of the cock and then to the boy's lips.
Carlos kept making the boy slurp it up.  If Robert was a good puppy then
Carlos would let the boy also use his mitted hands to masturbate himself.
Though, Carlos usually put Ben Gay on those mitts first.  Robert still used
them.  It might burn but the extra massaging got the ordeal over quicker.

   Robert showed a little bit of resistance from time to time but it wasn't
anything a few sessions with the hollow dildo gag couldn't fix.

   "You're coming along nicely," Carlos said at the start of the second
week as he escorted Robert to Diablo's cage once more.

   Robert blushed but he still gave his best puppy dog stare and smiled up
at Carlos.  It was humiliating to act the good puppy for the old man but at
the same time it made him happy in a weird way that the old man was proud
of him.

   Carlos just smiled back down.  Most of his pride, however, was for
himself, not Robert.  The boy, after all, was just the clay.  Carlos was
the sculptor.  And he was well on the way of turning the boy into a
masterpiece.  Just by looking into the boy's eyes Carlos could tell that
the frequent use of the hollow dildo had shaved at least 30 points of the
kid's IQ.  That plus Carlos' training had the boy performing all of his
tricks on cue.  Of course, there were still plenty more tricks to be
taught.

   Robert's smile got slightly bigger as he crawled into Diablo's cage once
more.  He caught himself though and removed the grin.  However, inside he
was still a little happy.  He still mostly hated having sex with the dog
but a part of him somehow liked the beast.  It even bordered on being a
sick kind of love.

   It was kind of like how any boy loved their dog and doing things with
them like play catch.  The only difference was that Diablo wasn't his dog.
Instead, Robert was Diablo's bitch.  And Robert and Diablo's method of
playing "catch" was a bit different.  Sometimes Robert would feel he was
wrong for liking Diablo in this way.  There would be moments when he even
hated Diablo.  However, the feeling usually passed quickly.

   Diablo paid the boy no mind and was focusing on eating breakfast. 
Robert glanced at the dog and then back at Carlos.  He was not allowed to
start eating until Carlos gave the command.  Robert smiled, panted and
wagged his rear end for his master.  Carlos finally nodded to the boy. 
Robert quickly went to the bowl and started struggling for his share.

   After breakfast was over, Robert blushed as Diablo tongued his mouth. 
Robert's blush was more for what was about to happen than it was the
kisses. Pleasing his alpha was a very personal thing.  While Robert was
still grossed out by sucking and being fucked by the dog, his main
embarrassment was that he knew he would become sexually excited during the
act.

   His cock always got hard during training.  This was true since day one.
However, it wasn't until the last couple days that he actually started to
"feel" aroused by their activities.  It was very confusing for the boy
considering how grossed out he still got.

   Robert and Diablo were still doing their puppy love kisses when Robert
seen something shocking out of the corner of his eye.  Carlos was ushering
another dog into the cage.  It was Voldemort, the ugly dog from the next
pen over.  Voldemort was part German Shepard just like Diablo.  The dog
obviously had a different mix though.  Robert didn't know dogs well enough
to make a guess.  All he knew was that whatever Voldemort's blood line was
mixed with it had to be a butt ugly creature.

   Voldemort was big and strong, yet looked sickly at the same time.  He
had very short white hair.  It was so short that he looked like he might be
going bald.  The dog's face looked like an experiment gone bad.  His eyes
seemed to protrude further than they should.  They looked like they might
pop out at any second.

   The rest of his face wasn't much better.  However, it was his gums that
looked the worse.  They were droopy around the bottom and you could always
see the black inside of his lower lips.  Robert knew that some breeds had a
similar droopy look.  However, the rest of their face kind of went with the
look.  That wasn't the case with Voldemort.  He just looked plain ugly.

   Diablo kept kissing but he made a small growling sound at the same time.
It was clear he wasn't Voldemort's best friend.

   "Group," Carlos ordered in Spanish.

   Diablo stopped for a second and looked at Carlos.  The command meant he
was required to share the human.  This was always the second phase in a new
human puppy's training.  Diablo has shared several humans in the past.  He
was still disappointed.  He had started to get his hopes up that maybe he
could keep this human for himself.  The human was a pretty good fuck. 
Plus, Diablo liked the way the human squealed each time he knotted him.

   "Group," Carlos repeated when it was clear Diablo wasn't happy with the
idea.

   Reluctantly, Diablo conceded.  Better to please the man than give up his
free food and shelter.  He turned and went back to kissing the human.

   Robert crawled backward a step when Voldemort walked over and tried to
kiss him as well.  This got a growl from Voldemort.  Diablo growled as
well. Robert thought both growls were directed at him.  In reality, Diablo
was growling at Voldemort.  Diablo was the alpha here.  No one growls at
his bitch other than him.

   Robert felt ill but he reluctantly stepped back in and let the ugly dog
kiss him.  Robert gagged.  The kiss felt and tasted the same but Robert
knew whose ugly face that tongue belonged too.

   At first Diablo and Voldemort took turns.  However, after a minute they
were both giving Robert puppy kisses at the same time.  They were both so
demanding that Robert couldn't do much other than hold his mouth wide open
while the two dogs battled over territory inside.

   Puppy kiss time lasted at least 3 times as long as normal.  It was as if
the two dogs had a contest going on.  Like some kind of battle of the
kisses where the inside of Robert's mouth and throat was the battlefield.

   As awkward and disgusting as this was, it got worse once they finished.
Being alpha, Diablo immediately mounted Robert.  It took the dog only a
half minute to find his mark.

   "Oh!" Robert let out as the dog's 1.75" thick, 8" long cock shot up his
asshole.

   It wasn't just the quick insertion that always caused Robert such
discomfort.  It was also how Diablo always went into full gear.  Diablo had
an on and off switch.  He had no middle gear.  Once he got inside he was
thrusting at full speed.

   It was very uncomfortable at first but Robert knew it was Diablo's job
to dominate his hole and Robert's job to accept it.  Robert pushed the
discomfort out of his mind and focused on loosening his hole for his lover.
The pain quickly subsided and the special tingles started building in
Robert's tummy.  It wasn't long and those tingles were sending sparks to
his cock.  Robert could feel himself start to milk cum onto the ground
below them.

   It was right about here that Carlos normally made Robert lean under and
suck his own cock.  Robert looked over at Carlos but the man didn't say
anything.  All he did was nod toward Voldemort who had just walked over
near Robert's face.

   Robert was confused at first.  However, as soon as he seen Voldemort's
red dick inches from his face Robert realized what Carlos wanted.

   "I can't do that!"

   Robert was about to say it out loud but stopped himself.  He'd already
sucked Diablo's cock at least 10 times in the past week.  It seemed stupid
to now resist the act.

   Yet, it just seemed wrong.  He was Diablo's bitch.  He barely even knew
Voldemort.  It took nothing more than a growl from the dog to get Robert to
move his head toward the cock.  As he did so, Voldemort hiked his closest
back leg up and then rested it on Robert's back.  At first Robert thought
the dog planned to pee on him.  However, no pee came.

   The new position did give Robert better access.  It also gave him his
first full look at the animal's cock.  Robert swallowed hard when he
realized the cock was slightly bigger than Diablo's.

   At 8 inches, the length was about the same.  However, unlike Diablo's
1.75" thickness, Voldemort was at least 2 inches.  Voldemort's cock also
got thicker at the center.  It tapered out to about 2.5" in the center and
then back down to about 2" at the base.

   Robert felt a bit ill but he managed to force himself to suck the tip of
the cock into his mouth.  The cock had a slightly stronger copper taste
than Diablo's.  While somewhat similar to what he was used to, the flavor
still sickened Robert.

   Robert had to stretch his jaws in order to get past the wider 2.5"
section.  Once past, his lips quickly slid down the tapered back end. 
Robert gagged briefly as the wide section entered his throat.  It was much
thicker than he was used to and it felt very uncomfortable.

   Voldemort tried to hump but he didn't have the proper leverage to get up
to speed.  His instinct was to drop his leg and do a full mount.  He didn't
dare do that though while Diablo was still mounted from the other side.

   Voldemort sometimes was jealous of Diablo's status as alpha.  If he
really wanted to he could probably make a move for the alpha position.  He
was big and strong enough to do so.  However, Voldemort didn't really want
the position.

   As alpha you were always having to defend your position.  You not only
had to defend against dogs in the kennel but also any strays that happened
to be roaming the woods while you were out for a hunt or what have you. 
That was too much headache for Voldemort.  He would rather settle for
sloppy seconds than put up with all of that.

   "OH!" Robert tried to scream around Voldemort's cock as Diablo's knot
popped inside.

   "It won't be long now," Voldemort thought to himself.

   Voldemort wasn't one for patience though.  He kept humping at Robert's
mouth the best he could.  Robert hated the dog's fat cock but he did his
best to help the beast out.  He bobbed his head back and forth on the huge
dick.  It wasn't an easy task with that damn huge center.  He got a decent
rhythm going though.  He was rewarded with a strong blast of precum deep in
his throat.

   Robert turned a pale green at the thought of eating the dog's precum and
what he knew was probably coming soon.

   The human's efforts felt good but Voldemort knew he would have trouble
cumming from such a small pace.  He turned his head and looked Diablo in
the eyes.  Diablo didn't move an inch.  Voldemort knew what the alpha
wanted.  Reluctantly, Voldemort begged with a pathetic moan.

   Diablo smiled and then stepped over Robert's back.  He was still knotted
with Robert but they were now butt to butt.  This allowed Voldemort to
shift positions and mount Robert from the front.

   "MMMM!" Robert protested as the dog started humping full speed.

   Robert couldn't do much but accept the huge dick.  His teeth scraped it
several times.  Voldemort growled each time but was getting too close to
cumming to worry too much about it.  Besides, it was a bit used to teeth
scraping his dick.  It happened almost every time he took a human from this
side.  That is why he preferred the other end.

   Robert got squirt after squirt of precum as he kept his throat muscles
relaxed and his jaw as wide as he could keep it.  He suffered through it
for several minutes before the dog finally fed him his thick load.  Most of
the disgusting viscous fluid went straight down his throat.  However, some
of it made it's way into his mouth where the foul tasting stuff coated his
taste buds.

   Voldemort had barely finished cumming when he started to dismount. 
Robert quickly sucked the dog's dick as hard as he could.  Carlos would get
very mad if it didn't look like Robert at least tried to clean the dog
good. Robert was rewarded with a big glob of cum.  However, he was sure
there was still more to be gotten.  With Diablo, Robert always followed the
dog until he laid down.  Then Robert would gently suckle on the dick for a
couple minutes until he was sure he got all the jizz.  He couldn't do that
with Voldemort though.  Not with Diablo currently tied to him.

   Voldemort paced around but he didn't lay down.  He knew he would be
ready to go again in a few minutes.  It was one thing he could do that the
other dogs in the kennel couldn't.  He knew it wasn't normal but he was
still proud that he could do it.  All he needed was about 5 minutes after
the first cum and he was ready to go again.  He almost always needed a bit
of a break after the second time though.

   All of that said, Voldemort wanted the other end for his next breeding.
He doubted that his sensitive cock could handle much more of those teeth.
So, he patiently waited for Diablo to finish.

   Diablo took his sweet time.  Not that he had much control over when his
knot would subside.

   "OH!" Robert yelped several minutes later when the knot finally popped
out.

   Robert was drenched in sweat and breathing heavily.  Being double teamed
by the dogs had taken a lot out of him.  He managed to keep his rear end
high in the air but his front end dropped to his elbows.  He remembered
Carlos was there and quickly got back up so he could chase after Diablo.

   Like always, Diablo walked to his matt and laid down.  Robert gently
nudged his way between the dog's legs and started licking and suckling on
the dog's cock.  He could taste his own ass juices on it but it was masked
a bit by the flavor of dog cum.

   "MMM!" Robert said around Diablo's dick in protest when he felt a dog
mounting him from behind.

   For an instant, Robert thought maybe Carlos had let a third dog in the
pen.  However, when he glanced back he seen it was Voldemort.  Robert's
asshole was still gaping from Diablo's knot so it didn't take long for
Voldemort to hit the mark.

   "Oh!" Robert let out as the cock started pounding his hole at lightning
speed.

   Robert noted that the large middle of the dog's cock felt like he was
being fucked by a mini dog knot.  It was small in comparison to Diablo's
knot so Robert had no problem accepting it.  However, it was still
uncomfortable.

   Robert was a good puppy and continued to clean Diablo's cock off.  He
sucked and licked the cock for two more minutes before he finally moved his
face away.  He couldn't go far though with Voldemort riding him.  About the
best he could do was turn and look away from Diablo and toward the pen's
exit.

   It was embarrassing to face Carlos but Robert just couldn't face Diablo.
Robert was a little heart broken.  He thought Diablo liked him.  Yet,
Diablo was willingly sharing him with this ugly dog.

   Robert knew there was something wrong with what he was feeling in
regards to Diablo.  He also knew there was something very wrong with how
he'd been thinking lately.  Then it suddenly hit him.

   "Oh my God!  Carlos is breaking me.  I have to resist!" Robert yelled in
his head.

   Robert's old self surfaced.  However, he then realized he was being
fucked by a dog this very moment.  Then he started remembering everything
that happened just moments ago, as well as in the past week.  He quickly
sunk back down into the abyss and Puppy Robert reemerged.

   Carlos noticed the flash of horror on the boy's face but he didn't worry
too much about it.  It wasn't uncommon for new puppies to revert to their
old self a few seconds here and there.  Sometimes it even lasted minutes or
an hour or more.  It usually stopped altogether though by the second or
third month.  To be honest, Carlos was rather amazed the boy had broken so
much already.  Robert was at least a week ahead of where most puppies would
be at this point.

   To Carlos it seemed like the boy almost wanted to be broken and turned
into a puppy.  Carlos wasn't sure how he felt about it.  On one hand it
made training the boy easier.  On the other hand it took a lot of fun out
of it.

   Carlos didn't think too hard on it.  He was more interested in watching
the scene before him.  Not only was Voldemort's cock thicker, but so was
his knot.  While Diablo's knot was about 3.5" thick, Voldemort's was closer
to 4".

   Carlos was excited to find out whether the boy could handle that huge
knot.  Carlos wasn't without mercy.  His slaves didn't know it but they
were given a small dose of muscle relaxant each morning.  The muscle
relaxant was mixed in with the water used in their morning enemas.  Carlos
included a few other drugs in the mixture as well.

   The drug mixture was one that Carlos had perfected over the years.  It
helped the puppies' holes stretch, yet didn't deaden the pain too much. 
The mixture also helped the puppies fight infections and such, yet at the
same time helped turn their little puppy brains into mush.

   All of that said, there was still a physical limit that a puppy's hole
could stretch.  You of course can extend that limit greatly over time. 
However, it was still pretty early in Robert's training.

   So, was Robert ready?  There was only one sure way to find out.  Okay,
maybe there were other ways one could test the boy's capacity.  However,
Carlos found this way to be the most exciting.  Nothing turned the man on
more than watching a puppy take a knot that stretched them to their full
capacity...  possibly a tad further.

   Carlos' dick became rock solid as Robert's expression became one of
panic.  It was clear that the dog was pounding his knot against the boy's
back door.  Carlos squeezed his dick through his overhauls as he watched
the animal grind and jack hammer at the boy.  And the yelps the boy was
making were music to Carlos' ears.

   "Oh!"

   "Oh!"

   "Oh!"

   "Oh!"

   "Oh!"

   "OH!"

   "AHHHHH!"

   "Yep, it fit," Carlos said to himself.

   Well, the knot always fit.  It was just a question of whether the slave
was damaged in the process.  Robert's yell had been pretty loud.  At first
Carlos thought maybe the boy had indeed been injured severely.  However,
when he looked under the boy for blood he found something else.  The boy's
cock was shooting spurts of cum all over the ground.

   "Good boy," Carlos praised Robert.

   All of the male puppies milked cum out when they were knotted.  However,
a full blown climax was extra special.  It meant the slave was starting to
equate the pain of being knotted with that of pleasure.  It sometimes took
months for puppies to reach this stage.  Yep, this puppy truly is special.

   10.

   The following 21 days for Robert was a mix of one on one sessions with
Diablo and being doubled teamed by Diablo and Voldemort.  At first it was
one day of double teaming followed by 2 or 3 days of one on one with
Diablo.

   Carlos spaced the double teaming sessions out in order to give the boy's
hole time to adjust.  Not only was Voldemort's cock and knot much bigger
but being double teamed meant Robert's mouth and asshole would get twice
the action.

   Robert's body also needed time to adjust to the muscle and other
physical exertion.  Carlos tried to keep the kennels a little cool but it
still often got up to 90 degrees some days.  However, when you have a heavy
dog riding you it felt more like 130 degrees.  That was very physically
demanding for new puppies that weren't used to it.

   That said, Carlos only rotated like this for about 15 days.  He then
started having Robert double teamed every day.  The pace was rather fast
even by Carlos' standards.  He normally waited at least a month or two
before giving a puppy such a rigorous schedule.  However, Robert seemed to
tolerate it a little better than most puppies.  Sure, the boy was nothing
but a drooling virtually lifeless mess at the end of each day.  However,
come morning he seemed to always be physically ready for another day's
activities.

   By the time Robert reached the 4th week of his stay, the boy had become
a rather good puppy.  He just mindlessly did whatever was expected of him.
He smiled and panted whenever he was ordered around but it was just a
trained response.  Carlos knew the boy didn't have any real emotions one
way or the other.  Sure, there were moments here and there where the old
Robert would pop his head out but he would always scurry away and Puppy
Robert would reemerge.

   Robert seldom even blush anymore when Snake and Linda would watch his
activities.  You could still get a few good blushes though whenever Snake
would handle the boy's training for the day.  That was because Snake always
put Linda in the cage with Robert.  These were physically easier days for
Robert since Linda took on part of the burden.  However, mentally they were
much harder since he not only was in the same cage as his sister but having
to interact with her as well.

   Snake's favorite thing was to have one of the dogs fuck Linda's asshole
and then make Robert suck the cum out.  It was definitely an activity Snake
planned to make the two regularly perform with Jeremy once they got back to
California.

   It was at the start of his 6th week that Robert's training was taken up
yet another notch.  Robert knew something was up the second they entered
the kennel and an audience was already waiting.  Not only was Snake, Linda,
Ana and David there, but there were 5 other people there as well.  They
were all bunched up near Diablo's cage.

   This was the first time Robert had seen any of these people.  They were
all Mexican, 4 men and one woman.  Three of the men looked to be about 50
or so.  The woman and the other man were in their 30s.  The man and woman
were standing close to each other and Robert guessed that they were
probably married.

   There were a lot of "oohs" and "aahs" as Robert came into view.  They
didn't get to see a white puppy that often.  However, most of the chatter
between them was about the boy's huge cock which almost reached all the way
to the ground below him.

   Carlos was very proud as he strutted into the kennel with Robert in tow.
Not only where these 5 of his best customers but they were also very close
friends.  Carlos might not own the boy but he had trained him.

   It took Robert a few seconds to fully grasp that almost a dozen people
planned to watch his training today.  This definitely got a blush from the
boy.

   Once he got over the shock of the large audience, Robert started to
worry about what his training might consist of today.  Robert froze in his
tracks when he could finally see inside Diablo's pen.  Inside was not two,
not three, but four dogs!

   "No," Robert whispered in shock and tried to step backward.

   Carlos gave the leash a sharp jerk and gave the boy a very stern look.
Normally, such a reaction from a puppy resulted in significant punishment.
However, Carlos didn't want to do so in front of the crowd.  Having to
punish a puppy showed a lack of control.  Thankfully, the tug and stare was
enough to get the boy to obey.

   The last place on earth that Robert wanted to be was in that pen. 
However, he just couldn't get up the willpower to resist.  He didn't smile
and pant happily like he was supposed to do, but he did indeed crawl into
the pen.

   It wasn't just the number of dogs that concerned Robert.  It was also
which dogs were there.  There was Diablo and Voldemort of course.  The
third dog was a gray haired Great Dane named, "Lance".  Robert remembered
seeing Ana and David milk the dog.  Like his name implied, the dog had a
decent size cock.  At about 12" it was freakishly long.  However, it was no
thicker than Diablo's 1.75".  And his knot was about the same size also at
3.5".

   Robert once overheard Carlos telling Snake about the dog.  Apparently
the owners of the animal lived in California, about 60 miles from Snake's
house.  Snake gave Carlos permission to pass his contact info on to the
dog's owner.  Many in Snake's circle of friends were okay with watching
slaves play with Snake's dog.  However, they weren't really that much into
the fetish themselves.

   Snake thought it might be nice to hang out sometimes with someone that
truly enjoyed the fetish.  If they became friends then maybe they could
even occasionally have Snake's dog and Lance play with Linda and/or Robert
together.

   Robert heard Snake say about as much to Carlos.  Robert wasn't so hot on
the idea, but at least it helped assure him that Snake did indeed plan to
keep him.  For weeks, Robert had worried that the man might sell him to
Carlos.  Robert wasn't sure how Snake would treat him back in California
but it couldn't be any worse than Carlos' treatment.

   As he crawled in, Robert could see Lance's red cock at full mast. 
Robert nibbled on his lower lip as he thought about how that cock was going
to feel fucking his throat.  He got unwanted tingles of excitement when he
then thought about it fucking his asshole.  The cock was about 4 inches
longer than Diablo or Voldemort's.  You add in several more inches for the
knot and it didn't even seem possible it could all fit inside him.  Robert
was certain that in order to knot with him that cock was going to have to
bend around inside his guts.  The thought disgusted, yet for some reason
excited him at the same time.

   While at least part of him wasn't looking forward to Lance's cock, it
was the fourth dog that really concerned Robert.  It was Buster!

   During his first real day of training, Robert was made to masturbate
Buster.  Robert hadn't had any sexual contact with the dog since but the
animal's cock was always on the boy's mind.  Carlos made sure of it. 
Carlos was constantly holding Buster over Robert's head.  As long as Robert
was a good puppy, Carlos kept delaying when he would mate the boy with the
dog.

   It was a very effective bargaining chip also.  Robert would do about
anything to avoid Buster's cock.  At 9" it was shorter than Lance's cock.
However, Buster's dick was a massive 3" thick.  Even worse, his knot was
close to 4.5" thick.  The knot would of course squeeze down in size a
little but Robert was certain there was no way it would ever fit...  would
it?

   Robert turned back toward the exit when he heard the pen's door being
latched shut.  There was no chance of escape now...  not that there really
was one before entering the pen.  He gave Carlos and Snake his best sad
puppy face.  The two only gave evil smiles in return.

   Slowly, Robert turned back toward the dogs.  All of the dogs were
patiently standing there with their large dicks sticking out of their
sheaths.  It was clear that they all wanted a piece of the boy.  However,
none dared to make a move without the old man's order to do so.

   It wasn't show time yet though.  Carlos was giving a long speech to his
guests.  Most of it was in Spanish but every so often the man would stop
and relay the highlights in English to Snake.

   From what Robert could hear, it sounded like Carlos was telling everyone
details about Robert's training.  Robert blushed a little when it became
clear the man was also telling them about how Robert was once a "master".
It was bad enough that he was now a puppy, but it was absolutely
humiliating for them to be told exactly how far Robert had fallen to get to
this point.

   A few of the new guests seemed a little concerned when they heard of
Robert's prior status.  They, after all, are masters themselves.  The idea
of Carlos some day turning them into a puppy was a bit off putting. 
However, that didn't prevent any of them from getting turned on by Robert's
story.

   Robert didn't just stand there during all of this.  He used the extra
time in order to position himself within the mix of dogs.  Diablo was his
alpha so Robert made sure his rear end was facing the dog.  Robert even
backed right up to the animal so that none of the other dogs would get the
crazy idea of mounting him before Diablo.  The last thing Robert wanted was
to be in the middle of a dog fight.  Plus, Diablo's slightly smaller dick
would help prepare Robert's asshole for the rest of the dogs.

   Part of Robert also had hopes that he might be able to get away with
only sucking Buster's large cock and not actually getting fucked by it.  If
Robert was a really good puppy then there was a chance Carlos might be okay
with this.  However, Robert's hopes weren't that high.  He knew the odds
were against him.  The old man had been threatening and promising to one
day breed him with Buster.  Robert was pretty sure Carlos would make sure
today was that day.  Robert doubted the man would have assembled such a
large audience otherwise.

   Butterflies flapped around in Robert's stomach as he waited for Carlos
to finish.  However, Carlos' speech seemed to go on forever.  For a moment,
Robert almost got his hopes up that they didn't even plan to make him have
sex with the animals.  Yeah, it was a silly thought.

   "Did you remind them that he isn't for sell?"

   Snake asked the question right when it seemed Carlos had finally neared
the end of his speech.  Robert was actually disappointed when he heard
Carlos ramp back up into another short speech.  Robert didn't want to have
sex with the dogs but the wait was ripping his nerves to shreds.  He also
knew that the longer the dogs had to wait the more vigorous they would be
with him.

   It was another minute before Carlos' speech ended.  He then gave the
"group" command.  Diablo immediately mounted and started humping.  Robert
could feel the animal's hot slimy dick poking around.  Robert angled his
rear end a little to help the animal find his mark.

   "OH!" Robert grunted as the cock slide inside him and started jack
hammering in and out.

   Robert's squeal got a round of applause from the five guests.  They
clapped also when Robert started sucking Lance.  They clapped even harder
when Robert managed to swallow about 9 of Lance's 12 inches.

   Their guests' excitement was so contagious that even Snake and Carlos
started clapping whenever they did.  Of course, the shots of tequila going
around didn't hurt matters.

   "AHHH!" Robert protested around the cock in his mouth as Diablo knotted
him.

   This really got the crowd going.  However, it was nothing compared to
when Diablo finally turned butt to butt with Robert and Lance mounted the
boy from the front.  The guests were not only clapping but hooting and
giving cheers.  Some of the cheers were in Spanish but most were in broken
English, obviously aimed at embarrassing the American boy.

   Their English was so sketchy that Snake could actually make out more of
the Spanish than the English.  He did get a few laughs from some of the
comments.  However, half of them bordered on gibberish.

   Robert couldn't make any of it out.  He was too focused on handling
Lance's dick.  The dog was very determined to get the entire 12" into the
boy's throat.

   Lance was used to human's having trouble with his dick.  He'd even come
up with his own special way of breeding them.  For starters, he humped at
only about half speed.  It was a necessity.  Any faster and his dick would
try to bend drastically in the center.

   Of course, fucking slower reduced momentum.  To compensate for this,
Lance used a kind of double pump thrust.  The first pump usually sunk about
7 to 8 inches of his dick.  He would then jerk his hips back about 2" and
immediately hump forward again.

   At first, even with the double pump Lance was only able to sink about 9
inches into Robert's throat.  However, the dog kept at it and around the 2
minute mark all 12" started pumping inside.

   This got a big round of applause.  However, it wasn't long before
everyone quieted down.  They were too turned on by the sight to say
anything.

   Lance's thrusts into Robert's throat were a bit hypnotic to watch.  The
dog operated like a finely tuned Swiss watch.  The first half second was
the thrust that sunk about 8" of cock into the boy's throat.  The second
half second involved the short pull back and the thrust forward that sunk
the remaining 4".  Once he was 12" deep, Lance would kind of spasm his hips
back and forth a couple inches for 2 or 3 seconds and then pull all the way
back.  Then the process would start all over again.

   Snake wanted Linda to watch the entire spectacle.  However, the sight
was so hot that around the 2 minute mark he grabbed hold of the girl's head
and applied pressure downward.  Linda knew what he wanted and went right to
work.  She unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock and started sucking.

   As she sucked Snake's dick, Linda couldn't help but wonder what it was
like to be throat fucked by Lance.  She was pretty sure that Snake would
eventually ensure that she found out first hand.  The thought scared and
even sickened her.  Yet, she had to admit to herself that deep down a part
of her desired it.

   The crowd was so silent that Linda could hear her brother's throat being
fucked.  There was a kind of throaty noise each time Lance gave his first
thrust.  The sound bordered somewhere between a gag and a moan.

   Eager to please her master, Linda started deep throating Snake's dick
and timing it with Lance's thrusts.  She even added the double pump action.
This was an enormous turn on for Snake.  The man only lasted about 2
minutes before he shot his load down his slave's 14 year old throat.

   Linda suckled on the cock for a half minute before Snake pulled out and
stuffed himself back into his pants.  He then leaned down and whispered to
her.  Linda's face turned red.  Her master wanted her to suck everyone in
the room off.

   Her master was going to make her go person to person and orally satisfy
all these disgusting people.  She absolutely hated the idea, yet somehow
loved her master for ordering her to do it.  She didn't try to reason it
out in her head.  She simply accepted it.

   Linda crawled to the youngest man first.  Well, second youngest if you
count David.  However, Linda doubted she would be made to suck David off...
or would she?  She would worry about that later.  For now she needed to
focus.

   She got right in front of him on her knees and smiled up into his face.
It was clear what the girl wanted.  The man turned and looked at Snake. 
Snake simply nodded.  The Mexican wasn't about to pass up at the chance of
fucking a white girl's throat.  He had his cock half way out before he
caught himself.  His wife, after all, was standing right next to him.  They
both had multiple sex partners of course.  However, it was always with
permission.  He looked at her and she was already smiling and nodding her
approval.  It wasn't every day you got to see a cute little blond girl suck
your husband's dick.

   As exciting as watching the blond was, the couple's attention kept going
back to the action in the dog pen.  Diablo's knot had just popped out and
another dog was trying to mount the boy.

   At first, Robert feared that it was Buster trying to mount him. 
However, he realized it was actually Voldemort.  As it turned out, it
didn't matter anyway.  There wasn't room on Robert's back for both
Voldemort and Lance.  And Lance wasn't about to relinquish his position.

   By all rights, Buster should have been next.  For that matter, he should
have been first.  Diablo might be alpha right now, but Buster knew he was
big and strong enough to easily take the title from the dog.  Buster just
didn't see any need to do it.  He was pretty new here and really wasn't
digging this group sex shit yet.  Plus, human holes always felt better
after one of the other dogs loosened them up a bit.  In time he might take
over the role as alpha, but for now he was fine with Diablo prancing around
with the crown.

   "Nnnph!" Robert tried to protest around Lance's cock.

   Voldemort had stopped trying to mount him and was doing something even
worse.  Or at least at this moment it seemed worse to Robert.  The dog was
licking the boy's balls.

   For Voldemort the act was anything but sexual.  He had time to kill,
seen something that needed to be licked...  so, he licked it.  That's what
you are supposed to do.

   Robert seen it very differently.  The rough tongue scraping his ball
sack was uncomfortable at first but quickly took on a tinge of pleasure. 
Robert really started to protest when the dog dipped his head down further
and began lapping at the underside of the boy's cock shaft.

   The tongue was uncomfortable on his dick, yet highly pleasurable at the
same time.  Robert squealed like a little girl around Lance's dick when the
tongue made a swipe across the extremely sensitive head of his cock.  The
head was so sensitive that it almost felt like the dog's tongue had removed
the skin.  The next lick got an even louder response.

   Voldemort didn't give Robert's squeals much thought.  Humans seemed to
squeal and groan at the drop of a paw.  It sounded like discomfort to
Voldemort but he doubted that was the case.  If the humans didn't enjoy it
then they wouldn't keep coming back for more, now would they?

   As Robert squealed over and over, half of the crowd outside the pen
knelt down so they could see underneath the boy.  They also started
chatting back and forth and getting all excited.  This confused Snake a
bit. Lance looked like he might cum in the boy's throat any moment and yet
they were focusing on Robert's possible pending climax.

   "What's the big deal?" Snake whispered to Carlos.

   Carlos was puzzled by Snake's confusion for a moment.  He then
remembered that Snake had limited experience breeding human males with
dogs.

   "If the boy cums then the next fuck will be twice as uncomfortable for
him," Carlos replied.

   Carlos hadn't really thought about it.  However, it did make sense. 
Without the sexual high, the boy's pain threshold would go down.  Snake of
course already knew this was the case when it came to humiliation and
feelings like that.  Once the male slave cums, the last thing they want to
have anything to do with is sex, let alone disgusting, humiliating sex
acts.

   Snake only experimented with a couple male slaves in the past and even
then it was normally only for a week or two at a time.  However, with those
males he always preferred preventing them from cumming.  This kept them on
a sexual high for days on end.  Within a couple days you could get them to
willingly do nasty things they normally would never agree to.  They even
half liked the things you still had to force on them.

   Of course, the real fun took place about a week later when you finally
let them climax.  The men would then spend the night crying as they thought
about all the vulgar and disgusting things they willingly gave in to thanks
to their previously horny dicks.

   Snake realized that he might want to rethink his training methods in
this regard.  Or, possibly mix it up a bit.  He would have Robert for
dozens of years so there was plenty of time to experiment and perfect his
techniques.

   Now a bit curious himself, Snake knelt down and watched with some of the
others.  He didn't have to wait long.  About a minute later Lance started
spasming as he buried his cock deep an in the boy's throat.  It was clear
to everyone, especially Robert, that the dog was nutting in the boy's
throat.

   Right in the middle of Lance's climax, cum started shooting out of
Robert's cock as well.  There were all kinds of laughs and cheers as spurt
after spurt shot out of the boy's huge cock.

   "I think he might want to marry Lance after this," Carlos chuckled in
English.  He quickly repeated his joke in Spanish for the others.

   With his sexual high gone, Robert was hit with a flood of disgust and
shame.  He was sickened not just by what he just did with Lance but by the
fact that he had cum himself while doing it.  It was utterly humiliating.

   As humiliated as he was, Robert's exhaustion was to an even greater
extent.  Holding up a heavy dog is a major chore in itself.  However, it
had been 10 times worse with Lance's long cock blocking most of Robert's
air supply.  Once the long dick finally slid out of his throat, Robert
dropped the front of his body to his elbows and tried to catch his breath.

   "No," Robert protested when he felt Voldemort jump up on his back.

   All Robert wanted right now was to go back to the barn and get some
sleep.  Tears ran down his cheeks when it dawned on him that they probably
weren't even a full hour into the day's activities.  Even if the crowd got
bored, he knew the dogs would keep taking turns with him for hours on end.

   "OH!" Robert yelped as the dog's cock forced it's way inside.

   The cock felt much bigger than normal.  Even if Robert didn't know why,
everyone watching did.  Well, everyone but Linda.  However, she wasn't
actually watching.  She was still going from guest to guest.  She was done
with the young man and had just finished licking the woman to climax.  She
was now moving on to one of the older men.

   Linda blushed as she looked up at the man and begged with her eyes.  She
blushed even more when the man had her open her mouth and then drooled into
it.  One of the other men noticed this and leaned over and drooled into her
mouth as well.  They kept doing it over and over.

   Linda's mouth was almost overflowing with drool by the time they stopped
and the man put his cock to her mouth.  She forced the cock into her mouth
and copious amounts of drool overflowed her mouth and ran down the sides of
her face and body.  The men laughed and then looked back toward the dog
pen.

   Linda was a little upset when the men went back to watching her brother.
She might be a pathetic cum dump of a slave but she still normally got
plenty of attention.  She had come to thrive on it even.  She knew that
being ignored should be a good thing.  However, deep down she equated the
attention to that of affection.  It was also how she knew she was being a
good slave.

   It would have practically taken a bomb though to draw everyone's
attention away from the dog pen for more than a few seconds.  Everyone was
just too excited by the scene.  Watching Voldemort rape the boy's hole was
hot.  However, what held their attention even more was the anticipation of
what Buster might do.

   Buster was a new dog that none of the guests had yet seen in action. 
However, the dog's gigantic dick had been on display since they arrived.

   Buster was just sitting there and watching.  At first, the dog's
inaction pissed Carlos off.  The dog was new to the group sessions but he
wasn't completely inexperienced.  Carlos knew he had trained the animal
better than this.

   However, on second thought, Carlos realized that for the purpose of the
show the dog's inaction helped build suspense.  Besides, at this point if
the dog took action they would only get to see the beast get a blowjob. 
They would then have to wait around for at least 30 minutes if they wanted
another chance to see the boy knotted by the huge animal.  And that was
something everyone definitely wanted to see.

   Robert was thinking about Buster's cock also.  It was hard for him not
too with the dog sitting just a few feet away.  Robert realized that if he
could suck Buster off then he would be spared, at least temporarily, from
being knotted with the dog.  However, Voldemort growled every time Robert
tried to reach Buster.  Voldemort didn't care if the boy sucked Buster's
cock.  He just thought the boy was trying to get away.

   "OH!" Robert squealed when Voldemort's knot squeezed inside him.

   God that had hurt like hell!  Even now his insides were cramping up big
time from the intrusion of the oversized object.

   There were some cheers but it wasn't long before the room went quiet. 
Once a puppy was knotted there wasn't really that much to see.  However,
everyone was so excited to see the main attraction that none dared look
away.  They would watch Voldemort panting over the sweaty boy and then look
over at Buster's huge cock and imagine the beast in Voldemort's place.

   The silence in the room made Robert very self conscious.  He knew
everyone was focused on him.  He also knew exactly what they were thinking
about.  They were all wondering how loud he would squeal once Buster
mounted him.  Robert turned red in embarrassment as the seconds slowly
ticked by.

   Less than a minute passed before Robert could feel Voldemort shooting
blasts of sperm inside him.  The sperm seemed to mix with the butterflies
which had started flapping around again in nervous anticipation of Buster's
knot.

   Voldemort turned and went butt to butt around the 5 minute mark.  He
didn't try to pull out though for another 3 minutes.  Robert squeezed his
ass muscles the best he could to hold on to the dog's knot.  He hated
having the knot inside him but he knew Buster would probably mount him once
Voldemort finished.  It was painful but Robert managed to hold on to the
knot for another minute and a half.

   "OH!" Robert grunted when Voldemort finally won the tug of war.

   Sure enough, Buster immediately stood up and walked over to the boy. 
Robert quickly crawled under the beast and tried to suck on his cock. 
Buster was only interested in the other end though.  Buster tried to go to
the boy's backside but Robert kept turning so he could lick and try to suck
at the dog's huge dick.  The two went a full circle before Buster finally
started growling.

   The growl was all it took to stop Robert in his tracks.  He had tears in
his eyes as he looked toward Carlos and Snake for a reprieve.  He was
greeted with a row of evil smiles.

   As Buster positioned himself over the boy's back, Robert started taking
deep breaths.  In the past few weeks he learned that he could take a dog's
cock and knot a lot easier if he relaxed his hole and breathed deeply.

   "OHHH!" Robert let out when the dog's 3" wide dick suddenly popped
inside and sunk it's full 9".

   "OH!"

   "OH!"

   "OH!"

   "OH!"

   Robert yelped like a little girl over and over as the dog hammered in
and out at full speed.

   "It's too big!  It's too big!" he protested.

   "That's the point," he heard someone from the audience say.

   Robert was in too much discomfort to analyze the voice.  It was in
English though so he guessed it had to have come from Snake or Carlos.

   "OH!"

   "OH!"

   "OH!"

   "Buster is breeding me!" Robert thought in disbelief.  "He's really
breeding me!"

   Robert just couldn't wrap his brain around it.  For weeks now he had
dreaded this moment.  Now that the moment had come he was finding out it
was even worse than he anticipated.

   "OH!"

   "OH!"

   "OH!"

   The cock was so thick that Robert felt like he was being fucked with one
of the dogs' knots.  Heck, at 3", Buster's dick was only a half inch
thinner than Diablo's knot.

   "OH!"

   "OH!"

   "OH!"

   As bad as the breeding was, Robert knew the worst was yet to come.

   Buster relentlessly hammered at Roberts hole for over 8 minutes.  By
then Robert had gone from loud yelps to simple grunts.  This was partly
because he was too tired to maintain the continuous yelps.  The main reason
though was that the pain had surprisingly subsided somewhat.

   Buster could feel that the boy's ass muscles had finally given out. 
There was virtually no resistance as he fucked his cock in and out.  This
is the sign that he had been waiting for.  He started adding a little more
pressure to the end of each thrust.

   Robert came back to life when he felt the dog's knot starting to hit his
hole harder.  Buster felt the boy's hole tighten up a little.  The dog went
back to normal thrusts for a few seconds until the hole went slack again.
He then started ramming it once more.

   The two went back and forth like this for a couple minutes.  Each time
the resistance would be shorter lived and each time Buster would manage to
get closer to forcing his knot past that tight ring.

   At around that two minute mark, Robert simply couldn't control his hole
anymore.  The muscles there were simply too tired.  His hole went slack and
stayed that way.

   Buster sensed that it was now time.  He fed Robert the length of his
dick and then held it deep.  He pressed his knot hard against the boy's
hole and started spasming back and forth against it.

   "AHHHHHHHHHHH!"

   Robert let out a long scream as his hole was stretch to it's limits and
beyond.  There was nothing he could do to stop it and he knew no one else
was going to intervene either.

   Robert's scream got extra loud when Buster's knot reached the half way
mark and then was quickly pulled inside by Robert's hole sliding down the
back side.  The knot squished down about an inch in width in order to fit
but it quickly expanded again once inside.  There definitely was no getting
away now.

   Robert quickly went back to a much lower moan.  He wasn't sure what
surprised him more.  The fact that he actually had Buster's knot in him or
the fact that he had managed it without splitting in two.  The insertion
had hurt like hell but it didn't felt like anything had ripped.  It seemed
impossible.

   Linda had completed her orders, yet even the guy she had just finished
sucking off was hard again.  A couple of them looked her way but thankfully
her master motioned her to come back to him.  Once there, she waited for
him to pull his cock out once more.  She then sucked it into her mouth.

   Everyone's attention went back to the pen when they heard Robert start
to grown louder.  It quickly became clear that Buster was shooting his load
deep inside the boy.  Robert blushed in humiliation as he felt the jizz
force it's way deep into his bowels.  He then started shaking as he felt
his own climax nearing.  He didn't even know why he was about to cum, it
just sprang up on him out of nowhere.

   "I have Buster's knot in me!"

   He had been shouting that in his head over and over and then suddenly
his climax was on him.

   "Suck!" Carlos quickly ordered when he realized what was about to
happen.

   Robert didn't even think.  He just instinctively responded to the order.
He heard the command one second and the next he was bending down and taking
the head of his own cock into his mouth.  A second after that and Robert's
mouth was filling with cum.

   The guests in the crowd were pleasantly shocked.  Like Carlos, most had
never seen such a thing in person before.  The room was dead silent for
almost a minute as they watched the boy's throat try to keep up with his
own climax.  It wasn't until Robert's cum covered lips left his cock that
everyone erupted in cheers.

   Buster was still knotted but the excitement was over for the most part.
Carlos said something in Spanish and then everyone slowly filed out of the
kennel.  The party was far from over though.  They were just relocating it
to the main house where the AC was on.

   Once there, David and Ana would see to the guests' "needs".  The guests
could also continue to watch Robert via the pen's camera system.  Carlos
had it running already on a wide screen TV in the living room.  They would
get to see the boy ravished by the four dogs for the next few hours. 
Carlos of course would keep today's training for the boy down to only a
half day.  Any more than that and the boy would probably die or risk brain
damage from the exhaustion and overheating.

   The group wasn't even out of the kennel before some of the guests were
making offers to buy the boy.  They knew he wasn't for sale but they had to
try anyway.  It was dangerous to keep an American slave but the risk would
be worth it.  Having such a big dicked puppy that could even suck his own
cock was just too great not to at least try.

   All of the guests kept at Carlos and Snake all night long about parting
with the boy.  Snake of course was not allowed to get rid of Robert.  Plus,
he was kind of starting to enjoy watching the boy in action.

   After several more tequilas, Snake finally compromised.  For a small fee
they could bring a female slave or two to the farm over the next few weeks
and they would have Robert breed them.  Then, maybe in 9 or 10 months they
will have a big dicked puppy of their own.  There was no guarantee of
course but it was better than nothing.

   After thinking about it, Carlos decided he might try to breed Ana with
the boy.  That said, Carlos wasn't so sure Ana was capable of having
babies. He mainly abused her asshole but had on occasion let the dogs knot
her pussy as well.  It was still worth a shot.  He was pretty sure Snake
would let him do it for free.  Not that Carlos wouldn't still demand a
small cut of whatever Snake got from the others.

   11.

   Robert was knotted by Buster twice that day and several times by the
other dogs.  Amazingly, he received no serious damage.

   This allowed Carlos to stud the boy out immediately.  Over the next few
days, Robert was used to breed 7 Mexican girls.  The girls ranged from 12
to 17.  Of course, Carlos also bred Ana with the boy.

   That said, Robert didn't actually get to fuck any of the girls. 
Robert's sperm was simply collected and then injected into the females. 
They didn't want Robert's huge cock accidentally messing up any of the
little girls' plumbing.

   How it normally worked was they would wait until one of the dogs was
knotted with Robert.  Then Ana and David would put a bowl under Robert's
cock and collect his cum.  Robert was cumming on his own almost every time
he was knotted now.  So, Ana and David seldom even had to masturbate the
boy in order to get the sample.

   The only benefit Robert got out of all of this was that in order to
maximize his production, they couldn't wear him out too much.  That meant
only one dog at a time.  They also kept Buster away from the boy.

   It was a short lived vacation.  They had way more sperm than they needed
within a matter of days.  Robert's training then went back into full gear.
The rest of the week Robert had to service 3 dogs at a time...  Diablo,
Voldemort and Lance.

   While this was good training for Robert, the sessions served an equally
important role of training the dogs.  That was Carlos' primary business
after all.  Some of the people he was training these dogs for already owned
other dogs.  They of course like to see the dogs working as a team.

   Unlucky for Robert, Diablo, Voldemort and Lance were near the end of
their training.  The three worked together like a well oiled machine.  They
sometimes got off to a bumpy start but once they got their timing down they
could keep Robert busy almost nonstop.  The boy would get maybe 5 minutes
here or there to rest but for the most part he had a cock in his ass and/or
mouth almost all the time.  Even during his infrequent breaks, the boy
would be busy licking the dogs' cocks clean.

   Being one of the newest dogs, it was Buster that was in need of lots of
training yet.  Therefore, at the start of the 7th week of Robert's
training, Carlos put the boy in Buster's pen.  Buster had one on one
training already but he could still use some more.  Plus, Robert's hole
could use some more stretching.  So, it was a win-win situation.

   Needless to say, the kennel was a very noisy place that week.  You could
almost hear Robert's screams all the way inside the main house.  The boy
never failed to climax though whenever that huge knot finally squeezed
inside.

   There comes a time in a puppy's training when a trainer declares the
puppy an officially broken sex slave.  Exactly when that time is and how
you determine it is a highly controversial topic between trainers.  It of
course came down to personal preference.  That didn't mean it still wasn't
a hot point of discussion during get-togethers.

   Some felt the training was over once you could get a puppy to do
everything you wanted them to do.  Others felt a puppy was perfect once the
puppy gave up hope of escape and accepted their new role.

   Carlos' standards were much higher.  For him, a puppy wasn't fully
trained until the puppy actually believed they were a real puppy.  Robert
was no where near that point.  Heck, Ana and David weren't even near that
point.  To be honest, Carlos had yet to get a puppy fully trained.  They
usually died or he sold them off long beforehand.

   While Robert was not to Carlos' standards, the old man was confident he
had met Snake's standards.  That said, he still had another week with the
boy and planned to keep training the boy up to the last possible second.

   Snake had given the man a list of criteria for training Robert.  That
said, all Snake really cared was that Robert get to the point where he
would no longer attempt escape.  Everything else was just icing on the
cake. What Carlos didn't teach the boy, Snake's dog, Jeremy, would.

   The truth was that Robert hadn't thought of escape for a while now.  His
only goal now was living another day.  Though, for the life of him, he
couldn't think of any reason he would want to live another day.  The boy
had also gone from resisting his training to looking forward to it's
completion.  He knew Snake would probably make his life just as hard as
Carlos did.  However, Robert also knew that once he was fully
trained/broken that he wouldn't care anymore.  That he would accept and
even look forward to playing with dogs.  It was a very scary and disgusting
thought, but he had accepted that it was the closest thing to escape that
he would ever get.

   Toward the end of this 7th week though, something completely unexpected
happened.  Robert was woken in the middle of the night.  There was someone
in the barn!  He looked outside his stall and seen two men in all black
racing toward him.

   Robert's eyes got big.  The thought that it might be a rescue didn't
even occur to him.  He ducked back into his stall and went to the far
corner.  He held his breath and prayed that they wouldn't find him, whoever
it was.

   They did find him though.  Robert was about to scream for help when one
of the masked individuals pulled out a gun and fired.  A sharp pain
registered.  Robert looked down and seen a dart of sorts sticking out of
his leg.  He was stunned for a moment.  Then everything went black.

   As Robert started to wake, his head was filled with a loud rumbling
sound.  He opened his eyes and groggily looked around.  He was on a
helicopter.  There were several men in black outfits sitting in fold down
seats.

   "He's awake," one of the men said.

   Another man pulled out a dart gun and shot Robert in the hip.  Robert
could hear the men laughing as he went under again.

   When Robert woke again he was laying in a bed.  His mitts had been
removed and he was no longer wearing the needle shoes, ball device or neck
collar.  He could also tell that he'd been bathed.

   It took him a moment but he managed to sit up.  He could tell it was day
time because of the light coming through a nearby small round window.  It
took another minute but he managed to sit up straight enough to see out the
window.  He quickly realized he was on a boat at sea.

   Scared and not sure what to do, Robert did what was natural.  He got
down on his hands and knees and waited next to the bed.  He assumed that
he'd been stolen and was now the property of someone else.

   Robert patiently waited there for almost an hour before someone finally
walked in.  It was a butler.  Robert quickly went to the man's feet and
smiled up at the guy.

   The butler knew a trained sex slave when he seen one.  He had no
problems with having sex with a male sex slave either.  He preferred them
dressed like a girl but he was more than willing to make an exception with
this boy.  It wasn't that often you got to fuck a slave with such a large
dick.  He could tie that thing up, whip it with a belt...  all kinds of fun
things.

   It was extremely tempting to take advantage of the boy.  However, he
knew he wouldn't have a job long if he did.

   "You can stand," the butler announced.  "You are no longer a slave. 
You've been rescued.  I put some clothes out for you on the chair over
there.  When you feel up to it, please dress and come up top."

   The butler then turned and left.  Robert stayed on his hands and knees
for another few minutes.  He was overjoyed that he had been rescued. 
However, he wasn't all that sure it wasn't just a trick.

   After thinking about it though, he realized that even if he hadn't
really been rescued, his new master clearly wanted him dressed.  So, he
stood.  Or at least he tried to stand.  The drugs had worn off but he
hadn't stood in 7 weeks.  It didn't feel right and he had a little trouble
keeping his balance.  He grabbed the clothes but went back to the floor in
order to put them on.

   Robert spent the next 30 minutes training himself to walk again. 
Mentally he knew how.  However, his muscles needed some practice.  He was
scared he might be punished if he took too long so he left the room the
moment he could walk half way decently.

   Robert swallowed hard as he walked through the boat.  Not only was the
boat obviously large but it was extremely luxurious.  It was a huge
contrast to Carlos' farm.

   "Ah!  There you are," a gray haired man exclaimed as Robert walked into
what appeared to be a main living room.

   The living room was huge.  It had almost twice the floor space as
Carlos' barn.  Robert was focused more on the man though.  Robert was
pleased with what he seen.  The main thing that pleased him was that the
man was white and sounded American.  He also didn't look that bad and
clearly bathed and stuff regularly.  He was a big man and judging by his
crotch, the man had a cock to match.  After Brutus though, Robert was sure
he could handle the man's cock without any problem.

   However, what pleased Robert the most was that it didn't look like the
man owned dogs.  The furniture was white and looked very expensive.  The
floors were shiny hardwood with no scratches.  If the man had a dog then it
certainly wasn't allowed in this area of the boat.  Is it possible his new
master didn't want him to be a puppy any longer?  Part of Robert was sad at
the thought of never seeing Diablo and some of his other lovers again. 
Yet, the thought of not having to have sex with dogs again was certainly
appealing.

   "I'm your uncle," the man informed him.  "On your father's side.  I
arranged your freedom.  My name is Edward Wright II.  You can call me
Edward if you wish."

   Edward knew what Robert had just been through and felt it was important
to let him know up front that he had indeed been rescued and by whom.

   He spoke with Robert for several minutes.  The key topic was how they
had to leave Linda behind.  They didn't want Snake continuing to chase
after Robert.  Robert said he understood.  Only time would tell how long he
would accept it.  Hopefully, the fear of being puppy trained again would
prevent the boy from trying some future rescue mission.

   It was clear Robert was hungry, so Edward had the butler take the boy to
the dining room for some food.  As he watched Robert leave, Edward was
pleased that his rescue plan had gone off without a hitch.

   That said, the decision to grant the boy his freedom hadn't been made
until just the night prior.  Prior to that, Edward had considered keeping
the boy as a possible family pet.  It wouldn't be the first time they
"enslaved" one of their own.  He trained one of his own sons even.  His son
had the unfortunate trait of looking a little too cute.  His son wasn't
kept in chains of course, but they did keep him in girl's clothes 24/7 and
gave him continuous training on how to please men.

   While Robert was a little on the cute side, Edward doubted the kid would
ever look that feminine in a dress.  Especially with that huge cock of his.
Female hormones might shrink that cock down a bit but there would no doubt
always be a large lump under that dress.  Plus, the boy was a bit old for
their tastes.

   Besides, it would be a lot more enjoyable to see that huge cock being
used on other kids.  It just didn't make sense to enslave someone just so
they could be used on other slaves.  It was better to just make the boy an
equal.

   All of that said, keeping his nephew as a slave would have been nice
payback for all the headaches Robert's father, Robert Sr., caused Edward's
family.  Way back, Edward and Robert Sr.  trained their share of kids
together.  However, Robert Sr.  wasn't satisfied with just a few kids.  The
man started abducting boys and girls left and right from around their area.
It wasn't long before the federal authorities were close to tracking down
who was doing it.  Robert Sr.  had no choice but to go on the road.  Edward
was left behind to clean up all the mess.

   It cost Edward a ton of bribe money to get everything swept under the
rug.  That wasn't the end of it though.  Robert Sr.  traveled all over the
country, kidnapping and training child after child.  The man covered his
tracks pretty well but there were still several times where Edward had to
step in and cover them for him.

   Edward thought it was all over when his brother died.  However, Robert
Jr.  then came of age.  Via bribes with a few FBI agents, Edward managed to
cover Robert's tracks as well.  For the first few years, Edward thought the
boy might just be going through a phase.  However, it quickly became clear
the boy was just like his father.

   At first, Edward was actually pleased when Robert was captured by Snake.
His only concern was that the man might kill Robert.  The boy was Edward's
flesh and blood.  It was one thing to enslave him and quite another to let
your own blood be murdered.  Edward's investigators, however, assured him
that Snake planned to keep the boy long term.

   Unfortunately, those investigators also discovered how Snake planned to
train Robert.  Sex with dogs?  Yeah, some of that was okay in Edward's
book. However, Snake planned to subject Robert to it 24/7.  That was
unacceptable.  It was kind of like whipping a slave.  Some of it is okay
but an excessive amount just becomes abuse.  That was something Edward
couldn't live with.

   That said, Edward still waited several weeks before initiating the
rescue plan.  With luck, the boy's puppy training would help keep the kid
in check for several years.  Sure, they would encourage him to abuse kids
still, but it would hopefully be kept to a reasonable number.

   "Crap," Edward said when he looked at his watch.

   They spent the night zigzagging through the ocean to ensure no one was
following them.  He'd forgotten to tell the captain it was okay to head
back to their home port.  Edward had a yacht of his own but not one with a
helicopter pad.  He had to borrow this yacht from a friend and they would
be expecting it back within 2 days.

   "Head back home," Edward said into the intercom system as he pressed a
button.  "Dean Miller probably wants his yacht back."

   Edward heard laughter on the other end of the intercom.  It was followed
by a confirmation of the order.  A few seconds later the boat turned and
they started back home.

   -- End --