Little One

I apologize for not writing for a very long time to those of you who actually enjoyed this. I just kept getting a lot of crap and the muse left me. Hopefully this is okay.

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As we lay in bed that night, it took all my willpower to resist shoving my cock into her virgin pussy. Her thick, delectable ass was pushed into my crotch for most of the night. And if that wasn't enough, her soft breasts were taunting me as her chest rose and fell. She was all curves and sex. It was so hard to resist. Despite how much I cared for her and her health, I did buy her to be my sex slave. Eventually I would take her in every way possible, degrade her and dominate her. These past two months had been aggravating and full of frustration.

But still, tonight was not the night. She was still unsure, still scared. She had just come out if her shell and there was no way I was going to be the one to make her clam up again.

The next morning, we stayed in bed till nearly eleven o'clock. I woke long before her but she was huddled up into my side and I didn't have the heart to wake her. I softly stroked her face and ran my hands through her hair all while marvelling at the sudden change in our relationship. Her voice was angelic. I had truly feared she would never speak again but she had fight left in her. I didn't intend for her to be jabbering all the time, and I actually quite liked having a constantly gagged slave, but I wanted her to be able to speak if I demanded it.

Slowly, her eyes fluttered and she stretched.

"Goodmorning, sleepy head," I smiled.

She looked at me with those dark brown eyes and smiled. She gave a small woof in response. What a good girl. She remembered my order from last night.

"You have been asleep for a while. How bout we get some breakfast?" I said while scratching her tummy. She smiled and mewled in agreement. I gently picked her up and set her on the floor. The tags on her collar jingled lightly and her fluffy tail bobbed happily. She crawled behind me as I headed to the kitchen. She had recently mastered walking down the stairs on all fours so I did not carry her. She padded a few steps behind me into the kitchen. All while I pulled ingredients from the cabinets to make waffles, she stayed at my feet. Such a good girl. I told her to go do her morning stretches while I made breakfast and with an "arf!" she went to the living room to obey. I set up a good routine for her to build slight muscle in the abdomen and increase her all around flexibility. It was a real sight to watch my puppy moving gracefully through her routine, and it definitely had me distracted.

I made a large stack of pancakes and cut three of them up into little pieces, dumped them in her bowl and added syrup and chocolate chips. She was going to need a good fueling this morning. Today, I decided we were finally going to begin training.

Once she scarfed down all her waffles and drank a full dish of water, she indicated to me that she needed to use the potty. And thus our training began.

"Wait right here, little one." I ordered. She looked at me quizzically, but obeyed.

I shortly returned with a purple leash that matched her collar. I clipped it on and led her towards the back door. As I led her out the back door, I explained, "Cleo, as you understand you are my puppy, therefore you must behave like one. And puppies do not use a toilet, they go to the bathroom outside. So from now on, I will take you outside to go potty and poo."

Cleo stopped short right before the grass and whined pitifully. She strained on the leash. I was a little surprised. This was the first real resistance she ever gave me.

No matter. She will learn quickly.

"Don't you start fighting now missy. You want to be a good girl for Master right?" I asked. She hung her head and slightly whimpered but no longer fought the leash as I pulled her towards a special patch of grass I had fenced off specifically for this purpose. I told her to imitate a real puppy and she got into the position. I could tell she was struggling to let go of her bladder overcome 18 years of proper human behavior. It took a minute or two but I finally heard that telltale trickle and relief was obvious on her face.

"Good girl, Cleo! What a good puppy you are, oh yes you are going to get a treat for sure!" I praised happily. I quickly took the toilet paper I had in my pocket and gently cleaned her up. She wagged her new tail shyly. I then pulled out a Swedish Fish, which I had come to learn were her favorite candies. She eagerly gobbled it out of my hand and rubbed her head on me legs. I smiled and led her back inside.

"What a smart girl you are," I continued to praise. "Today is going to be full of new things!"

Again she looked at me, a little unsure, but of course she wanted to please me. She made it clear last night, that although conflicted, she was grateful I had rescued her from that awful place and she was a submissive by natural nature.

I led her down the hallway and past my office. She had started to stop at my office or music room, as I had never taken her to the last door in the hallway. But today was the day. I unlocked the door and led her in. Before I turned on the lights, I kneeled down and stroked her back and said, "This is going to be all new, and probably daunting for you, little one, but I promise I will always take care of you. You need to trust you Master. I know what is best for my pup. I would never ask you to do anything I didn't think you were capable of."

She woofed softly and licked my cheek. It was her way of telling me she was ready.

I hit the lights and the playroom was illuminated. Not to brag, but I really outdid myself with this place. I had chains and pulley systems all over the ceiling, making restraint possible anywhere. I filled a wardrobe with dildos, plugs, gags, harnesses, rope, collars, etc. I had a plethora of whips, crops, floggers and paddles hung out on the wall. There was a massive bed placed at the back wall, fitted with all the necessities for proper restraints. I had a cage and posts and stocks as well. The room itself was painted light blue with navy blue trim. The floor was hardwood.

Overall, I had myself the perfect playroom to entertain myself and my pet. It had seen some use with a few women, but of course they all had a choice in what we did and didn't do. My little puppy did not.

Speaking of which, Cleo was pretty speechless. Granted, I didn't give her permission to speak. I could tell she was tense and almost scared, so I knelt down and stroked her hair.

"Don't worry, little one, we are going to go slow. Today we are just going to do some basic training. I'll teach you some simple commands and tricks, okay? That's all." I comforted. She seemed to hear me but didn't relax much. I could tell her eyes were glued to the wall of whips and the like. I gripped her chin tightly enough to pull her head towards me. "I will not hurt you like those other men did. I doubt I even have whatever whips they used on you. I will only use pain as a correctional technique, and I don't believe in beating a pet into submission. I promised to take care of you and I will." I kissed her forehead and she nodded.

"Thank you, Master." She said obediently. I nodded and pointed to a little square platform at the foot of the bed.

"Go over there, kneel, and wait." I ordered.

"Yes, Master."

While she got herself settled, I went to the wardrobe. I selected a medium sized, pink ballgag, four cuffs to match her collar with D rings on them, mitts, and a pair of nipple clamps for beginners. Then I went to the wall and selected a simple riding crop. I looked at my little puppy. She was watching intently and she was twisting her hair around.

"Now Cleo, as wonderful as your manners are, I never gave you permission to speak. Therefore, I am going to gag you." I said.

She opened her mouth a little, almost looking to object. I quickly gripped her jaw and raised an eyebrow, daring her to challenge me. She immediately melted like butter.

"Good girl," I praised. She opened and I slipped the ball in and quickly buckled it on.

God I wanted to shove my cock in that mouth.

But she wasn't ready.

Instead of indulging in my needs and suddenly ravaging her, I told her to give me her wrists. First, I slipped her hands into the purple mitts which forced her to hold her hands in a fist. Then I locked the cuffs on, thus leaving her unable to use her hands. Second, I placed the cuffs around her ankles as well. She was trembling a bit so I stroked her soft, brown hair until she relaxed into my hand.

"Alright little one, time for your first lesson. Kneel and rest your butt on your heels. Spread your thighs as wide as you can and rest your paws on your thighs. Arch your back and make sure push your chest out but sit up very straight. Keep your head up but eyes down." I ordered. She quickly adjusted. "This is the position you will take whenever I tell you to kneel." She nodded slightly.

I picked up the nipple clamps and showed them to her. "These are for your adorable little tits. They may hurt a bit, but you will be able to handle it, I'm sure."

Her breath seemed to get deeper and I knew she was afraid of the pain, but I would keep them fairly loose. For now.

I gently tugged at her nipples and then kneeled down and took the left one into my mouth. She hiccupped a bit. This was the most deliberately I'd ever touched her in a sexual manner. But she didn't pull away. I sucked and bit her nipples until they were swollen and she was whimpering. Then I gently attached the clamps which caused louder whimpering but she didn't move. When they were fastened, I said, "Oh what a good girl! I'm so proud of you, little one, oh yes Master is very proud." This made her smile.

"Alright, so this position is kneel. Now I am going to teach you to present. Whenever I tell you to do so, you will get on all fours and stand with your paws all equidistant from each other. Arch your back as much as you can, keep your head up, eyes down. Understood?"

She barked in affirmation.

"Good girl. Now, present." I ordered. She immediately got into position. I had to push her legs back slightly so her thighs were perpendicular to the floor, but other than that, she nailed it. I gave her plenty of praise, then I had her go back and forth between the two positions until she needed no correction.

"These are the two primary positions you will be in. I will also command you to sit, lay, roll over, etc., but those I am not too concerned with the specifics of their form. Do what feels right. We are almost done with positions for today. I will teach you how to beg and then we will move on." I said. She wiggled her little bum, eager to please. "When I say beg, you will get up on your knees, lift your paws up to your chest and whimper like a good puppy. Let's try it. Beg!"

She lifted to her knees and did exactly what I said. She quietly whined.

I decided to test her a bit and picked up the crop. She saw it and shrunk down a little bit, but tried to hold position. "Easy girl, I am not going to hurt you. I am just going to guide you." I walked around to her back. Her head turned to follow me but I gently placed the tip of the crop on her cheek and turned her forward. "Do not move from positions ever unless I specifically state. You do not need to see what I am doing, you only need to trust me, pet." I stroked her back with the crop and coaxed her into a straighter position. I tapped her ass a few times lightly to see how she would react to a little more force. Her whimper got louder but she did not flinch. I walked back to her front and decided to give special attention to her cute puppy tits. I flicked the chain of the clamps and snapped the crop down lightly, causing her to mewl and shut her eyes partly. I caressed her face and torso with the tool until her trembling stopped and she no longer flinched when I raised it.

Her chest was red and so was her face. She was getting aroused, I knew it. She had a dazed look on her obedient face which was oh so fuckable. But not yet. I still had to wait. I trailed the crop down her tummy to the soft skin right about her pussy. Other then when I bathed her, I had not attempted to explore her virgin cunt in any way. She began to tremble again, but not out of fear. I stroked her outer lips while she mewled and squirmed but she did not shut her legs or attempt to deny me. I applied more pressure and opened her folds to show how wet she was.

I snickered, "Oh my my my, someone is a naughty little puppy. Are you enjoying this? Do you like it when Master teases you?" She whimpered and started to grind her hips down. I continued to play with her. When I would start to take away the crop she would unconsciously follow it with her hips. Her pretty tail bobbed softly.

"Alright, little one, I think that is enough for now. Yes?" I took away the pleasure suddenly and she groaned deeply. Her shoulders slumped slightly. "Do not worry, if you are a good girl, and I know you are, you will get plenty of that and much more." I left her in the begging position while I put the crop away. When I returned I ordered her to kneel which she did gracefully. Then I took off the clamps, which made her whine as the blood returned to her sensitive little nipples. Next, I took off her gag which was followed by a long train of saliva. "Oh what I messy puppy. You can't help your drooling what a silly little girl."

She was still hot and bothered when we finally left the playroom. I filled her dish with cool water which she gratefully lapped at. I could tell she was rubbing her plush thighs together, trying to give herself some pleasure. I laughed and smirked to myself. I planned on keeping her aroused for at least a week before I finally took her. I was going to make her beg for my cock with uninhibited desperation. I wanted her to be quivering with excitement. She would be my slutty puppy.

The rest of the day was quiet. She went outside to potty a few more times and also shit, even if that took a lot of mental power to overcome 18 years of training. All day I found ways to "accidentally" touch her. I would rub against her ass or stroke her pussy for a tiny moment or suddenly tweak her nipples when I desired. By the end of the day she was a drippy mess. Her thighs were sticky and I could smell her pussy from across the room.

Do not worry, I did not forget about my other faithful companion, Scout. He followed me around just like Cleo did. The two romped together and played with their toys while I handled some bills.

It was finally time for bed, I decided when it was well past 11:00. Cleo was restless at first as we lay in bed. She was a squirmy, wet mess. It had been an hour since we laid down and she was still awake, which meant I was awake. Thus, I decided to give her two tablets of melatonin. She was going to need to be well rested all this week. That did the trick thankfully and the three of us finally fell asleep.