Suki & Toki's new slave dog Ch.2
chapter 2 – Breaking their dog slave
i. Reflections and memories
I lay in our large bed, tossing and turning.
My restlessness caused me to doze for a few minutes, wake up, and then doze again.
An over active brain occupied with thoughts about our new slave dog, currently in bondage and sedated in the cellar. Some small measure of worry for my beautiful lover Toki, engaged on her night errand, burgling the ex professor- now our slave dog's, apartment; removing any evidence of a link between us.
As I lay awake, it seemed natural to be excited and sexually aroused at the thought of starting our new slave dog's breaking and re-conditioning. It would set the proper obedient foundations for a changed existence. Our new slave would learn all about pain and humiliation; my beautiful girlfriend Toki and I would be its teachers.
There were bound to be tears at first, but they would not be our tears. Any sobbing and weeping from slave dog would be irrelevant to our objective of producing a totally servile slave.
We would not be kind to our new dog; part of the thrill of having such a slave to serve us is the pussy dripping delicious fun; to be sooooooooo cruel.
I wondered if slave dog was awake yet, it was still very early in the morning. I tried to picture its pure terror at waking up in total darkness, suspended from the top of its cage, securely tethered and the smallest fraction of movement serving to pull and tighten the leash around its neck. Would it scream for rescue at the un-responding cellar walls, through the ball gag that I had securely placed in its mouth or would it sob in disbelief that such things could happen to a respectable English professor.
While lost in my thoughts, a hand had drifted down to my pussy; gently massaging my clit.
The status of slave dog's life would drastically change, correction, it would have no life in the accepted sense. Its existence would be total servile obedience, serving at our beck & call.It would be subject to our cruel whims and the extravagant demands upon its mouth and tongue.
Both Toki and I were both eager to have another slave dog about the house. We both missed the opportunity of abusing at a whim and when the mood took us.
After we had completely broken its will and all previous aspects of its life had been conditioned out. It would happily accept its new slave doggy role and wag its false tail, as it begged to be used by us.
We would tread carefully at first to gauge its level of subservience in the new scheme of things. If things progressed well, both of us could watch its humanity vanish; only to be replaced by doggy obedience.
Pain and reward would form the major part of our strategy, and just like Pavlov's dog's it would soon be scrambling to carry out our every instruction; regardless of any deep seated distaste at the specifics of that instruction that may have been planted in its mind by conditioning and standards from its previous life, now gone forever.
I giggled silently at this and continued to stimulate my clit; thinking of the human toilet equipment in the cellar. It was all ready to be connected to an appropriate slave, efficient waste disposal and even self cleaning, some motivation required of course.
Toki was particularly keen that slave dog should quickly assume the role of our piss and shit slave. It was a big turn on for her, especially if the slave begged to be used in that way.
Now I was giggling even more at the thought of this once self important English professor, reduced to our subservient dog, begging us to use its mouth for our wastes; its pathetic little cock straining against its chastity device, as it tried to become erect at the mere thought of us letting it consume our shit and piss.
Yes all in good time, but Rome wasn't built in a day; although we were not prepared to wait for another empire to be built.
My thoughts turned to Toki again and the hope that she would quickly return to my arms.
Toki had really liked to use our previous slave dog. One of her favourite little games involved pussy & arse worship, accompanied by punishment, topped off with a large helping of her shit and piss.
She had adapted a normal wooden chair so that there was a cut out section in the seat. Their leather masked naked slave would be positioned under the chair so that its face could be fitted into the cut out section.
The slave was then placed in restraints, with its head tightly secured so that its face became an extension of the chair. Leashes were then attached to rings on the sides and top of the mask so that that slaves head and especially its mouth and tongue could be pulled upwards.
Toki would install the slave under the chair for a long session of oral worship.
She would pull open the zipper on the slave's mask and issue her instructions.
"GET YOUR TONGUE RIGHT OUT SLAVE DOG, AND START LICKING - BEGIN."
The slave would be required to snake its tongue into her pussy or arse. She would keep its tongue working for a couple of hours at a set pace which she strictly maintained. If the slaves tongue showed the slightest sign of flagging its balls were shocked as an incentive to keep licking at the required pace. I've known Toki have twenty to thirty orgasms using an oral slave this way, and since she liked to squirt; the slave was required to swallow mouthfuls of her delicious pussy juice.
Sometimes she would fit a double dildo gag into the slave's mouth, using that to get off rather than its tongue. A high work rate from the slave was still required; it would have to ensure that the dildo was in constant motion by pushing its head forward and up at all the times; so that Toki could squeal with pleasure.
In the second part of the session Toki would use a large ring to fully extend slave dog's mouth open; a large funnel was then fitted into the ring so that its mouth could receive her shit & piss.
After it had chewed and swallowed all of her waste; she would hose its mouth out; before resuming her seat on its face so that her arse and pussy could be licked clean.
It always excited me so much to watch my beautiful darling using slave dog like this, my pussy flooded with juices in response. I knew that when she'd finished with its mouth and tongue; then it would be my turn to use its slave face and that Toki would stick her tongue down my throat or suck my nipples as our servile slave dog continued to lap my pussy or arse hole.
My thoughts turned once again to our new slave dog. If it showed an appropriate subservient attitude and learned quickly, then it's existence would be a lot easier to bear. We would still be cruel towards it, we were unable to change that; it was part of our nature. But we could also be merciful as well and reward it with treats, like being allowed out of chastity to stroke its cock, while sucking our pretty toes.
But if it was stubborn and refused to cooperate, learn or made too many mistakes. Then that would be quite a different matter; harsh measures would then have to be used. The cruellest part of her rather hoped that the latter would be the case; much more fun and sooooo super delicious.
That memory of the past, and how we'd used our previous mark one slave dog's mouth as a human toilet had made my pussy so wet, that the bed sheet now sported a large damp patch. I would get Pop-Pop to change the bed later.
Our sexy eighteen year old slave girl/maid Pop-Pop, would be returning this morning after a two day absence on family business in the north of Japan.
Pop-Pop has been with us for over two years and she has a cruel streak that mirrors our own.
Toki had recruited her from the internet where she'd advertised herself as a submissive slave/maid seeking to serve a young gay female couple. We used her for general household duties and her talented super pussy licking skills.
Both of us liked using our strap-on to screw Pop-Pop in her pussy or up her arse; she always cried out for mercy when we did, begging us to stop, but actually meaning - please do it harder. We treated Pop-Pop well and she had a very easy life with us when compared to how we treated our previous slave dog.
Although Pop-Pop was submissive to us, she liked nothing better than dominating men, especially servile slave dogs.
I expected that with the arrival of our new slave, she would probably be such a good little girl over the next few days, and even more submissive to us than normal. This would get her into our good books so that she could ask to receive a piece of slave dog for her own personal use.
We both approved of Pop-Pop playing a role in the domination & humiliation of slave dog; after all, although a slave herself, she was female, and therefore on a much higher level in the hierarchy. Where women were supreme beings, most men tolerated, and slave dogs – to be treated like shit.
Using our slave maid in the role of reserve tormentor meant that we could enhance slave dog's humiliation; it also served as a reward system to keep Pop-Pop happy, keen & mean. We could also give her the task of instructing slave dog in some of the more onerous domestic tasks that we would be requiring it to perform to enhance its servility; for example toilet cleaning.
Our previous mark 1 slave dog had been required to clean the toilets with a toilet brush fixed to its forehead, and then finish off with its tongue to ensure that it everything was spotless. Pop-Pop had supervised this operation, and took great delight in improving the slave's efficiency by shocking its balls, and giving it even more extra incentive with her black spiked high heel shoes, a perfect match with her maids uniform; in the back of its neck; so that its head was pushed right into the toilet bowl.
As a reward, Pop-Pop had sometimes been allowed to use our previous slave dog for her own pleasure and amusement.
Slave dog mark 1 had been in terror of Pop-Pop and would whimper and sometimes piss itself when it found out that it was being given to her. I remembered one occasion when we had spontaneously allowed her the use of it.
It had been about 7.0pm and I'd been sitting with Toki on the large leather sofa in the lounge. We were all naked and I'd been gently tracing my tongue over Toki's nipples just the way she liked it, as it really turned her on. Pop-Pop had her face buried between Toki's thighs, eating her out. Our slave dog was at our feet with Toki's pretty foot mostly down its throat while it tried not to gag, and using its tongue to lick her heel, as instructed.
