After having gotten quite the fill of my highly satisfying partner, he led me back to the kennels for a rest.
The kennels we were in for our stay were a little different than the ones I was used to seeing. They consisted of a row of sturdy metal cages that were slightly oversized and included a small shelf above the mat to put things on. The floor was fully padded, and the bed was extra large and comfortable.
When I arrived at my kennel, I found a generous bottle of lube and a row of toys, including a set of plugs waiting for me. The toys were arranged and numbered by size, from a cute couple of inches at number one to one that I swore was the size of a softball at number five.
Having been told about our assignment at the end of the session, I started working my way down that row after I had recovered a bit from the attentions of my very generous minder.
The first I put in with hardly any effort, gliding past my entrance freel filling my now hungry ass only slightly. The second had some resistance but was still very easy to fit. Now I could feel it comfortably spreading my insides, stretching me ever so slightly. With all the extra lubrication I had just been given by my recent playmate it slid in smooth as silk.
The third was a decent step up, its tapered bulb was mildly intimidating. It was by far the girthiest thing I had experienced that night. So I settled on that one for my training for the evening.
I gently teased the larger-sized toy against my ass. Slowly massaging my slightly gaping hole until it began to ease inside. As it started to slip in my fantasies drifted back to the amazingly raw fucking I had just received, and a gentle push was all it needed to spread my entrance and slide the rest of the way inside. While I let the sensation of fullness settle in me, I started getting harder and harder, wondering if I'd be getting any more visits that night.
I gently tugged on my new accessory a couple of times to make sure it was snug and wouldn't be casually popping out as I watched the others come back in from their own play sessions and start theirsolo practice. One by one, they went through the same steps I did, making their way through the set of toys. Some made it all the way to the fourth before stopping. Either their hosts had been even more impressive than mine, or I needed to convince my master to spend as much time in my ass as he did my throat.
The last pet back was my kennel neighbor, the lovely girl whose hair was so dark red it was almost black. Since most of us had already settled on our accessories for the evening, she decided to make a show of picking and trying out each of hers. She tried each one slowly turning after each one was settled in place to let us see her ass plugged solid. She ended up settling on the next-to-largest size. Closing her show by presenting to each of us. I got a very lovely close-up view of how much she could take in, and how easily it slid in and out. When we asked why she didn't size up to the last one, she told us that she wanted to take it slow and see what other training we had coming.
With not much else to do seeing as how we were prohibited from anything like group play that night, we swapped stories about our extra credit lessons. I made a note of which other minders to try and show off to earn a few extra inches the next day.
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On the morning of the second day, we were greeted by one of the red-collars coming down with our breakfast. Our meal was delivered with a side of commands from the teacher.
"I hope you all enjoyed your first night of class," our minder said with a smile and passed us our food. "Here is your breakfast, and I was told to remind you to plug up before you start your lessons today. We'll be back in about an hour to get you."
So we all put in the plugs we wanted and ate our breakfast. Just in time for the instructor and four other red collars to come out and get us.
"I hope you all had a pleasant morning, " he said, "our first order of business is to get you all out and cleaned up for the day." At that, he snagged up my leash off the top of my kennel and opened the door, quickly clipping the lead to my collar and pulling me out. The other trainers did the same with the rest of the training pets in short order.
We were led through the club to one of the bathing rooms. Once there, the instructor guided me into the shower and had me get down on all fours while he hooked my leash into a tie on the wall. The bathing areas were all outfitted with handheld showers to better wash those hard-to-get pets and places.
He adjusted the water temp to his liking. Then turned to me with command in his voice, "Present for me pet. Let me see how your homework went." I did as I was told. I turned to face away from him, showing him my thoroughly plugged-up rear, flexing a little to show how snug it was.
"Pretty good, you got all the way up to number 3. No extra treats though, since you didn't get to five."
He began to wash me, slowly at first, then lathering me all over. Followed by briskly washing me down before running his hands over my whole body to make sure he hadn't missed any errant dirt. I was sent to a side room to tend to the other messier necessary prep tasks, and after I was fully prepped it was almost time to be led back out to the training room.
Just before we headed out our instructor spent some time making sure I was ready to go for the day, his hand moving to between my legs, spreading them and slowly stroking me until I was fully hard and showing.
At that point he stopped, stood up, and washed himself as I watched, paying special attention to his own erection and balls. He had me dry off and rechecked that my plug was firmly in place. Once everyone else had finished the same process we were led to the classroom for the day and placed in our spots.
"Today, " he said, "is the first day we will be focused on lessons.. Just so you know, e we will repeat what we did today every morning. I want you all nice and clean for class".
"Yes, sir" we chorused.
