You notice the empty dogbed besides the couch and decides to look it over. You didn't know jack had a dog.
As you look in it you see why in the middle of a few chewed up dogtoys you see a used dog collar covered in a thin layer of dust, clearly jack used to have a dog but it probably died.
'Jack?, i didn't know you used to have a dog?' you say as you look up at him. Jack shrugs and keeps watching the game on tv, 'He died a few years ago of old age, he was a good dog.'
You feel a weird tingle going up your spine, those last 2 words feeling strangely good as you hear them. Looking at the collar in you hands you chuckle and get a idea. Taking the collar in your mouth and lowering yourself to all four you approach jack with a wide grin on your face.
Jack looks down at you, you would have expected for jack to freak out or laugh but all he does is smile and take the collar from your mouth, buckling it around your neck and giving you a pet on the head.
You chuckle to yourself as jack continues watching his game, clearly he doesn't want to give into the joke and plays along. you decide to lay down in the dogbed and play the role. grinning you expect jack to do something with his friend playing a dog but after half a hour he still hasn't moved.
Your eyes are slowly closing as you relax inside the soft material of the dog bed, you awake a little while later when you finally here jack move. He smiles at you and gets a leash, `Come boy, time to go walkies.` he says and crouches down.
Go walkies? is jack insane a little joke is one thing but going outside on a leash is taking it to far. You decide to remain where you are but jack has other plans. he walks over and clips the leash to your collar forcing you with a few tugs to come along.
You follow jack as he pulls on your leash. You look around constantly afraid that someone might spot you like this but luckily for you its dark by now and jack is in a hurry to get back to his tv.
After you relieved yourself against a tree and zip up your fly again he quickly leads you home and unclips your leash. 'good boy' he says as he pets you and sits down.
You want to protest but those words and petting make you feel so good inside. Either case you decide that this should stop and try to get the collar of.
After a few moment of trying you give up, you cant seem to get it off, you walk over to jack that is watching his tv, 'Jack, i had enough of this game can you help me get this collar of.'
Jack looks at you and smiles, `stop barking boy, what is it? want to sit with me?` he pads the free spot next to him.
You want to repeat your question but the idea of sitting with master feels very tempting... wait did i just think of jack as master?.
You shake your head trying to clear that thought but as jack gives another pat on the couch you can stop yourself from laying on your side next to him, with your head resting on his knee.
'That's a good boy' jack says as he pets trough your head hair. he continues to watch his game as you rest there. you can smell his smell clearly around you, you find that your kind of loving it.