A harness. His uniform is a black harness. His lower mind not wanting to anger his master, making him wait, shucked his clothes quickly, and put the harness on. He examined himself in the mirror wearing his jock and harness, but something seemed wrong. Master's words rang in his ears. "You will not be clothed, save for your uniform..." Shamefully, he exposed himself, revealing his shamefully wet pussy, as he marched upstairs. Reality started to sink in. There was nothing he could do now. Either he was their sex slave pussyboy, or their dog...boy...ish pet. Either way, he was going to be fucked senseless by his master...although the thought turned him on more than he cared to admit...and there was nothing he could do about it. He opened the door to see his master looking over him with approval. "Very good...such an obedient bitch. Now, I want you to..."