Kyle woke up on the floor of Chad's bedroom. He could hear Chad yapping and scratching at the closed bedroom door. Kyle sat up, and rubbed his sore back. He was still half asleep, and his jaw and ass were sore too. He wasn't thinking clearly as he should. He needed to take the dog walkies. Kyle pulled up his soiled boxers, pulled on a shirt, and grabbed Chad's leash. It was still dark outside.
"Sh, Chad, people are sleeping," he whispered as he opened the door.
Kyle yawned as Chad trotted downstairs on all fours. Kyle followed him to the kitchen door. Kyle opened the door, and Chad pulled free and ran over to a big tree in the backyard. He raised his hind leg, and Kyle smiled. Then he quivered. He wasn't master anymore, he was Beta. He shook his head. Where was his tablet?
He left Chad running around in his backyard. Kyle didn't care if Chad's parents or brothers saw Chad now. Kyle went back in the house and down to the basement. He had to find the tablet. He had to change the program, he had to soon. Chad would be having his morning wood soon, and Kyle would need to relieve it. He swallowed hard.