Dog Kennel Ch 04

Background to previous chapters:

After answering an advertisement to become a human dog, and then being seen at a 'dog show' by Kevin, the nerdy, ginger haired guy I work with at the local sports store, I was 'sold' to Kevin and now find myself being blackmailed by him, but also strangely enjoying being his 'dog'.

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I woke up in the morning on the floor of Kevin's bedroom, naked and shivering, still with the dog collar round my neck. I looked up at the bed and could see Kevin lying on his back fast asleep; he looked even uglier asleep, with his ginger hair dishevelled and the white pasty skin of his thin body broken up only by the occasional ginger chest hair. I could see from the tenting of his bed covers that he had a hard on, and I couldn't resist lifting up the material to inspect his cock again while he was asleep. My God, it was huge. There was a ruler on his desk so I decided to get an exact reading of both his and mine, which was also now throbbing hard:

Kevin, an 18 year old geek with ginger hair and without any muscle on his body...18.75 centimetres, 7.5 inches. Very impressive.

Me, a 25 year old popular guy with blond hair, and who regularly goes to the gym...11.5 centimetres, 4.6 inches. Utterly pathetic.

All the attention I'd been giving his cock had kept it hard and I decided to have a little bit of fun stroking his with my right hand and my own with my left to see who came quicker. I could barely get my hand round his shaft whilst I had to squeeze tight on my own to have any effect; however, my little cock came within about a minute and I shot my load all over Kevin's pasty stomach. After another minute or so I could feel his body begin to spasm slightly before he shot his load out, also over his own stomach, leaving a pretty huge mess of our cum mixed together and beginning to run down his waist onto the bed below. It's no wonder that all this activity woke him up but it took a couple of seconds for him to realise what had happened. As he remembered all the details of yesterday he looked me up and down, laughing at my now flaccid little cock, and I got back on all fours on the floor. He then looked down at the cum all over his stomach and said:

"This is your breakfast, Samson, so you'd better start eating otherwise you may not be allowed to have your clothes back."

Damn, I should have realised that my little bit of fun would backfire. I leaned my head forward and started to lick the cold, salty mixture of his and my own cum off of his clamy, freckled skin. It tasted vile, but not as bad as the dog food from last night so I licked him clean, including around his thick, wiry ginger pubes, some of which got stuck in between my teeth. Once I'd finished, he got out of bed and put on a pair of his slightly baggy white y-fronts before heading out to the bathroom. I followed him, crawling naked on all fours, and waited while I watched him stand over the toilet to take a pee, grateful that he wasn't going to make me drink that. However, I was almost immediately disappointed.

"Come here, boy," he commanded, and I crawled into the bathroom across the cold tiled floor. "You haven't had anything to drink this morning, have you? Open wide..."

Being pissed on is one of the most degrading things imaginable and, when I was at school I was a bit of a bully, and I remember one day me and my friends cornered a younger kid behind some shops on the way home from school and we all stood round and pissed on him until he was crying like a girl, soaking wet, and so upset that we noticed his trousers getting damp where he'd pissed himself. I was now going to realise how humiliating it was, but my cock was hard again at the prospect so, instead of resisting, I crouched down even further and opened my mouth wide. Kevin took aim with his heavy man sized cock and started to stream the warm yellow liquid into my mouth, he deliberately moved his cock around so that his piss went all over my face, my hair, and my whole body as I tried to gulp down as much of the urine as I could.

"Look at the mess you've made all over the floor, " he said once he'd finished. "I think you can clean that up, hold on I'll go and get something to help you."

When he came back he was clutching my own clothes that he had confiscated yesterday.

"These rags should do, off you go Samson, there's a good boy." I realised now that I was no longer just a 'human dog' to him, but was now being totally humiliated in whatever way he wanted. Knowing that he had incriminating photos of me, I felt really turned on that I had to do whatever this nerdy little geek asked of me and so I took hold of my own clothes and used them to mop up his piss from the floor of the bathroom.

"Samson is too much of a boy dog's name for a sissy dog like you, so I'm renaming you 'Daisy'. I also think you should have your chest, legs, arms and armpits shaved because a little girl dog like you should be completely hairless. Wait here."

After a few minutes, he returned with his ugly, fat sister. He'd obviously just woken her up as well because she looked even more repulsive than yesterday, and was dressed in a grubby pink dressing gown that didn't really fit very well. When she saw me pathetically crouched naked on the floor, covered in her brother's piss, wearing a dog collar, she whispered something to her brother and they both giggled at me.

"Come over here, Daisy, there's a good little girl, I'll shave you and make you look all pretty for your master, Kevin," she said laughing to herself.

Kevin stood in the doorway in his white pants, which were tenting with his obvious erection as he watched his sister use all of her shaving products to gradually remove all of my manly chest, leg, arm and armpit hair. It took quite a while, but it really turned me on and she kept touching my little cock teasingly as she shaved me. She was so ugly she'd have been so out of my league if I had seen her at one of the pubs or clubs in town when I was out drinking with my friends, but now I was almost begging her to play with my little cock as she humiliated me in front of her geeky brother. When she'd finished, and I was told to stand up for them both to inspect me, I was completely degraded and actually felt less like a man; my legs and arms looked like a female's and my shaved little cock was the only sign that I was male at all, although I now looked like I did before I hit puberty. With the exception of a buzzed crew cut, I was completely hairless.

"Before you come into work tomorrow I want you to go and get a tattoo on your shoulder that says 'my name is Daisy' so that all your mates from the gym can laugh at you when you take a shower. And I think we'll enter you into another dog show next weekend so you'd better come here every night after work to practice in front of my family. Now put your clothes on and go home."

Far from being something I did every now and then for my own pleasure, Kevin was going to get revenge for all the times the older, good looking lads had bullied and humiliated him at school by making my whole life utterly humiliating, and there was nothing I could do about it. The urine had dried on my hair and body and I got dressed into my damp, piss soaked clothes, which now stank like a public toilet. Kevin went back to his room and I hurried out of the house as fast as I could. Once I was home and lying on my own bed thinking about what my life would be like now as Kevin's pet, I started to get hard again and couldn't help grabbing hold of my pathetic little cock and stroking it furiously for a few seconds until I came violently all over my smooth chest and face. I lay back on the bed and let the cum dry slowly on my skin, managing to humiliate myself by not getting rid of it.