Jeff now had his boy Bobby collared. But it wasn't a proper collar and
neither was Bobby appropriately dressed.
With a few clicks of the chronivac Bobby was kneeling there in a
leather harness and leather shorts.
Jeff went to his closet and thumbed through several dildos stacked in
order of size. He took quite a selection and a tub of crisco. One by
one he dipped the working end of the dildo into the crisco and shoved
it up Bobby's backside through the gaping hole in his leather shorts.
The first several were obviously too small. As he got to the 5th one
it seemed ad though there was some resistance. He took the next size
and lubed it up and removed the last one and replaced it with the
next. A little tighter. So he moved on. It was about the 12th one
where he had Bobby squealing like a stuck pig and heavy resistance
that he decided that this was the appropriate solution, for now.
How does that feel boy. Jeff asked Bobby patting his head like a puppy
dog. Great daddy Bobby said with tears in his eyes.
Bobby's ass was sore as hell and he tried to sit down but noticed that
the dildo had a bump on the end. When he hit it he rose up again and
looked around at his back end. It was a dogs tail protruding out of
his ass. That dildo was built so that it looked like he had a tail.
Just out of sheer curiosity he began to wiggle his back end to get it
to move a bit. Noticing that every movement tortured his abused hole
more and more he quit quickly but he also noticed that the inside had
also stimulated his prostate and he enjoyed that.
Good boy.
Jeff attached Bobby's leash to a ring in the floor and padlocked the
other end to the collar that Bobby was wearing so that he couldn't
move. Even if he had wanted to.
Jeff went to his bedroom and got dressed and prepared Bobby's bed.
Un hitching Bobby Jeff said in a very strange tone Walkies. Dragging
Bobby behind him. Bobby was allowed to walk upright in a hunched over position. His tail didn't allow him to sit in Jeff's car as they left
and when they arrived at the bar Bobby sat on the floor and Jeff
produced a dog bowl that he would pour a beer into and tell Bobby to
drink up. Bobby did as he was told. Bobby soon became very drunk by
the time they left Bobby was so drunk he barely could walk and crawled
out part of the way wagging his tail behind him.