Jared woke in his kennel feeling the pain in his crotch. Being a dog he tried to lick at it but this damn cone made it impossible to lick it or even see what had happened.
As he came out of the grogginess he heard someone say they were going to get the puppy but that he was going to need some attention after being neutered.
The next thing he heard was a loud gruff voice with a somewhat soothing tone to it. He said that it would be ok. He and his boys know how to take care of a good puppy.
This couldn't be his family they must be picking up some other dog.
The attendant came back and Jared watched to see which poor puppy got snipped too.
It was when he had grabbed one of their leashes and came to unlock Jared's kennel that he realized he was the one the attendant came for him.
Jared was confused. Did his family send someone else to pick him up?
As Jared walked to the main sitting room there were three big burly men. One definitely older than the other two. He must have been close to 6'6" and had to be near 500 pounds. The other two were about 5'5" and close to 300 and 5'10" and around 250. Who were these people? Jared wandered around the waiting room looking for his family. He looked out the front door. But nothing.
Now come here boy. The smaller of the three called to Jared.
Jared looked up at him as he knelt all 250 pounds of his body down to make himself less frightening. And at nearly 25 years old Jared realized he was the youngest.
Come on. He grabbed hold of the leash and gave Jared a vigorous rub.
Careful. Careful.
It will be a little time before he is healed.
He gave them some instructions and off the went. Helping Jared up he curled up in the back seat.
As the arrived at their destination they led Jared in and into a bigger kennel. They fed him and he went out.
When he woke he was human again. He had mitts on his hands and feet making them like paws and he still had the cone of shame on. Let me out he called to the men.
Oh look at the good puppy the youngest one came in and said are you hungry?
Let me out.
Walkies?
He opened the kennel and as Jared tried to bolt past him he grabbed him and pulled him close. He was a lot stronger than Jared. He clicked a strong leather leash to the collar that he realized was around his neck and pulled him tight. He then put a leather dog mask on him with a ball gag in his mouth and said heel.
He walked Jared out on all fours to the back yard.
Now go pee pee and poo poo baby.
Was he going to have to go in the yard. How humiliating.
He walked Jared around the back yard for almost an hour before he brought Jared in without doing his business.
When you need to go you have to let me know he said. Papa said I could have a puppy and I now have to train you.
Lets go get you something to eat.
He put down a dog bowl and in it was something vile. Jared wouldn't eat it.
You will get hungry.
He pulled Jared into the living room where the other two were sitting and watching something on TV and he pulled Jared close and he tried to sit on the sofa next to them but he was swatted with a newspaper.
Not on the furniture puppy.
Jared curled up on the floor at his feet and with the cone of shame finally off he saw he was bandaged at his crotch. But it felt like he still had his balls.
Are you looking at your neuticals? The youngest asked. We had fake balls put in so that you will not feel bad. But you will lose all that fight without that testosterone.
NO BALLS? AND THIS AS A FAMILY? JARED WAS SCARED.