"You're now his entire world. You can do anything to him you want."
"Anything?"
"Be nice," she said. "Look at him in there. He's just so harmless. And helpless."
They both looked in at the dark figure that was Frisky. He looked back at them with a sense of expectations, as a dog might when they know they are being talked to or talked about.
"He and I do share one thing."
"What's that?" Randy snorted.
Valerie reached up and wrapped her fingers around the side of his head. "You're my entire world too." She pulled his head down as he turned to her and they kissed. It lasted longer than Valerie had anticipated.
Something inside of Frisky flinched. Odd, territorial emotions arose that he knew were inconsequential in his current habitat and status level. She gave her body to her man, of which Frisky was not. He was her pet dog. If that was as close as he could ever come to her then he took it with glee.
They finally broke it off with an audible, wet parting of lips. Valerie took both her hands back and slowly walked behind Randy to the front of the kennel.
She stopped and looked back at Randy looking in the cage. She raised her hand and danced her fingers in a waving motion indicating for him to follow her. "He'll be alright in there one more night. I promise. Besides, I haven't seen you for three whole days."
Frisky was left alone in the dark. Again. He paced the perimeter of his cage until he found the blanket and laid down on it.
His mind wandered through the happenings of the day and felt his penis began to grow as he imagined what the two of them must be doing in the master bedroom of the house. The steel cage blocked any further expansion as it throbbed in pain. And that was how Frisky spent his night.
And that's how Frisky spent his morning. It was a death match between the steel chastity sheath and his doggie penis. His morning wood felt like it was going to be cut into as it pressed its way against the inside of the metal cage. Like bread rising in an oven too small for it the openings along the metal tube were filled in with pink, bloated flesh painfully extruding outward.
The pain eventually cleared up just in time for his stomach to rumble. Like a clock it signaled the eventual arrival of Manuel who dutifully pushed the cart up the path to the kennel and stopping at the first cage.
He interacted with the dog as he filled his dog bowl and refilled his water. The same with the other caged animal. Then he pushed the cart over to Frisky's cage, furthest from everything.
"How is the Hagan lady's dog/slave today? Eh..?" he said.
Although the words had meaning and Frisky had understanding didn't mean anything as it was all pushed to the back and over the cliff. All Frisky new was that someone was here and that someone had food.
"Mr. Hagan's home," Manuel said, scooping out dog food with a spoon into Frisky's dog bowl. "I guess you'll not be getting much table scraps today." He laughed.
Frisky let the words roll off his back and out of his mind as he hoped there was some flavorful nugget of human food in there.
"You will be gone after this weekend, I understand."
Frisky ignored the human words, but rather sat by looking hungry.
Manuel eyed Frisky as he cleaned the spoon into Frisky's bowl with his finger. "I've been feeding you for going on two weeks here, " he said. "I've seen to you and have been your friend. Haven't I?"
Frisky's brain operated simply enough. He filtered through the words but none of them were of any immediate concern or needed to be responded to. So he sat waiting for his food bowl to be slipped in again under the gate.
Finishing up Frisky's dog bowl Manuel left it and the contents atop his cart and stepped up to the fence and pressed his groin against it. "You'll be gone tomorrow. You be a good dog/slave and do what you are told. Eh..? You'll give your ol' pal Manuel a good blow job before you go."
"Are you harassing my dog/slave, Manuel?" Randy said entering the kennel area.
