The following days set into a weird routine for David.
Stuck inside a room with three other dogs much stronger and more threatening than him he saw no other choice but to submit. Each day he was mated several times by his cellmates. Hating each time like it was his first. Being so often in this euphoric state his body unwillingly put him into, he lost all track of time. It felt like an eternity. Sleep, eat, fuck and repeat. With no real human contact but the food giver, he was forced even more into his doggy role.
Only surrounded by other dogs he subconsciously picked up some of their traits. He cleaned his fur daily, let his tongue hang out and his walk, days earlier still looking clumsy and insecure was now indistinguishable from any other dog. One day after recovering from his daily fucking he heard the door to their cells opening. This time he could hear another set of steps. All other dogs started barking in excitement. Probably thinking they might get adopted today.
“Princess? Come here baby girl.” as soon as David heard that he jumped up and looked towards the door. It was Molly. She was coming for him. Shouldn’t she be still on vacation? How many days was he in here he wondered.
“Oh girl I never should have left you with those people. If I didn’t take a flight early I would have never found out. Let’s get you out of this dirty place. You look like you need a bath.”
Without hesitation he ran towards the door and waited to finally get out of here.
“Molly I’m so happy to see you. This place is so horrible I just want to get home.” he barked at her.
A drive home later Molly and her poodle Princess entered her house.
At the kitchen she poured some of Princess favorite dry foot into her bowl and went up to fill the bathtub for her dog.
“Oh god finally some good food again. Those shelter food they gave us was the worst I ever had to eat.” he munched away, actually enjoying dog foot. Once the bowl was empty he strolled around the house. “Man it feels like forever since I was here. It’s good to be back where I should be.” before he could continue his train of thoughts he heard Molly shouted for Princess to get into the bath.
Sitting there in the bathtub, being washed by Molly, David could let himself go for a moment and just enjoy the moment. “I hope the boys at she shelter get adopted soon too. Even if they were rude they deserve a nice home.” David thought.
Being pure white and cleaned from any dirt, he felt refreshed again. The evening continued smoothly and soon Molly and her dog Princess went to sleep.
The next day Molly took Princess back to the park. She was dressed in her gym clothes jogging around the park with Princess following her.
“Wow I could run forever. I didn’t know I had that much stamina” David thought while running next to Molly. After about an hour Molly was visibly sweaty and took a break on one of the benches while Princess was cleaning herself.
A strong wind blew some trash into their direction. In front of Princess paws landed a poster with a missing person on it.
A person called David Miller, 18 years old who disappeared around two weeks ago.