Mark had had it with Jeff's attitude. When Jeff had accepted his role as Mark's pet, Mark assumed that he would be an obedient dog, and not be pulling these kind of stunts based on petty jealousy. "Stay!" he yelled.
Jeff's well-trained instincts responded to the command. He froze, and Mark walked over and picked up the leash. "Bad dog, bad dog." he growled, as Jeff shrank from his angry master.
Mark hit Jeff on the backside, knowing that the point was not inflicting pain but humiliating his disobedient dog and showing who was master. Jeff cowered, and allowed Mark to lead him back into the house.
"You are my dog." Mark stated. "You belong to me and you obey me, is that clear?"
"Ye, yes." Jeff gasped.
"Jason is not your master, I am, is that clear?"
"Very clear." responded Jeff, gaining a little more confidence.
"And if I want to have another dog like Victoria visit, you understand that that doesn't change anything about the relationship of you and me?"
"Yes, master."
"Good. And if I want you to breed, you do it, right?"
"Yes."
"OK" responded Mark. "Good dog." He gave Jeff a dog treat, which Jeff devoured eagerly.
Victoria came bounding in, full of energy, and Mark gave her a dog treat as well. Jeff playfully attacked Victoria, and the two dogs wrestled around on the floor for awhile.