Andy fell forward onto his hands and knees. Miss Brenda stood and stepped to a wall rack. She took down an assembly of buckled leather straps and stepped back to him with it. She dangled it before him.
"This is your training harness!" she spoke down to him. "I'm going to fit you into it and then walk you about in it!"
Andy studied the accoutrement. It comprised a long slender adjustable leather strap terminated at each of its two ends by a buckled leather dog's collar. One of the collars was sized to fit an adult male's neck whilst the other was much smaller, sized to fit about the neck of a man's scrotum.
Miss Brenda crouched and laid the harness on Andy's back. She fitted the larger collar about his neck and then drew its centre strap and its remaining collar down the middle of his back, thus above his spine. She passed the smaller collar down between his buttocks to his scrotal ball where she buckled it in place about its neck, thus over its existing rubber constricting ring. Then she returned to the middle of his back and cinched and buckled the adjustable centre strap taut, thus pulling the two collars in towards each other.
"Nngh!" Andy grunted as he dipped his back and lifted his scrotum, neck and head to accommodate the strain between the two collars. Now he stood before his Mistress on his hands and knees like an alert dog, with his head and neck up, his back dipped and his scrotal ball drawn high behind him where it wedged in the base of his anal cleft. The upward pull on his scrotum also had the effect of pulling his erection downward so that it now hung vertically, where it pointed directly down to the floor between his widely splayed knees.
Miss Brenda stood and examined him. She fitted a neck leash to a ring at the back of the harness's neck collar. She stood and pulled the neck leash high.
"Nngh!" Andy grunted again. He'd never been so strictly restrained!
"Yes, you naughty thing!" his Mistress spoke down to him, "This is how I like my male puppies! Head, neck and balls up for Madam! And with a long hard erection held low and exposed! Would you like to view yourself in the wall mirror, pet?"
"Yes please, Miss!"
Andy turned and craned his neck to study his rear view in a mirror behind him. His scrotal ball sat high behind him and his enormous erection hung rampant below it. What a lewd display of erect, submissive, genital man meat, he thought!
"And now we shall walk!" Miss Brenda ordered. "You will stay by my ankles, do you understand?"
"Yes, Miss!" Andy whimpered.
"Off we go!"
Miss Brenda stepped forward in her high boots and pulled Andy along with her, his neck leash taut. "Heel!" she ordered. He crawled forward beside her, taking care to avoid the soles and heels of her boots as they minced about on the floor beside him.
"This way! That way!" she called as she walked him about the dungeon room floor in variously sized figures-of-eight, turning this way and that as the inspiration took her.
Thwip!
Thwip!
Thwip!
Thwip!
As Andy crawled desperately about at his Mistress's feet he felt the needle-like shaft of her whip lash his bare bottom. "Nngh!" He grunted. That whip felt like a sharp knife cutting into him! What a strict domina she was, he thought, as his buttocks writhed under her officious, smarting strokes.
"Hurry up!" "Stay by my ankles!" "Slow down!" came the various commands. "I've trained lots of men like you to be submissive puppies! You'll feel my whip at your bare bottom until you perform properly for me!"
"Yes, Miss!" came the whimper. She led him to a wall mirror and pulled him up before it. She spoke down to him in it - a shapely young high heeled dominatrix talking down to her naked, lewdly harnessed male slave.
"Well, pet, you do show promise!" she complimented him. "But you'll need to return to me for further training, won't you?"
"Yes, Miss!" Andy whimpered. He had no idea how he would financially afford to do so but he would find a way. Perhaps by selling some of his valuable stamps and coins, he thought, as his wife would never know of it.
"Now as my puppy you'll answer me with one 'woof!' for yes and two 'woofs' for no!" came the next order.
"Woof!" Andy barked.
"That's right! Now turn about and show me your penis!"
"Woof!"
Andy turned about and lifted his rampant, swollen genitalia to his pretty mistress. She prodded his constrained scrotal ball and its rampant dangling erection with the tip of her whip.
"My goodness! You're an excitable thing, aren't you? Look at the size of you! Does puppy want to do naughty things with his big hard prick?"
"Woof!" came the response, accompanied by an enthusiastic nod.
"I'm sure he does! Well, as a little reward I'm going to let you rut on my boot!" she informed him. She extended a booted foot. "Yes, you may massage that big hard dick of yours up and down against my leather clad shin! With your dick and balls restrained in their tight little constricting rubber rings I don't expect you to climax or ejaculate on it, but if you do make a mess on it then you will be properly whipped! Do you understand me, pet?"
"Woof!" Andy barked and nodded.
