To Be a Pup - 2/13 — Story

It was near the bar, so there wasn’t much time for idle conversation. Thus, the two quickly found themselves downstairs in the basement.

- “All right, so, you want to get your collar?”

He asked, Zey wasn’t quite sure how to feel about all of this, the vibes in the basement were a bit… Odd. Like, what you’d usually expect a sex-dungeon to feel like. Which wasn’t a regular thing for Zey, at least as of now.

- “Y-yes, but this wasn’t what I expected… I think.”

- “You’re still learning, But we can start by tying you up nice and good~”

He said, grabbing a pair of similarly colored wristbands. Standing close to Zey, they helped them take their jacket off, leaving them in a light-yellow tank-top.
The wristbands were fastened into place, and the master slowly brought Zey’s hands towards their back, being extra careful not to hurt the wolf on their first time.
SNAP

The wolf heard a chain clip on both ends, and then? They couldn’t move their arms from back there.

- “Now be a good pup and get on your knees for me~”

Zey nodded, and followed along letting their legs rest on the floor, the large hands approaching them as the collar was also put into its place.
It wasn’t too tight, but just enough where he could always feel it was there.

They could feel the empty gold ring that hung over the front of the collar. It was empty, they still hadn’t earned their name, or their tag.
They would probably get one when they finally settled into the pup life-style.

- “Sit still~ I’ll fetch your new mask~”

Hearing those words made the wolf tremble, they felt really excited to put on a mask, act like a feral puppy for a bit, then have some sex for a while. That excitement was quite visible, judging by the large bulge between their tight jeans.
The wolf couldn’t really see from their position, but behind them, their soon-to-be master was taking a gas-mask from a rather large closet. Full of large gas canisters, dildos, pup-tail butt plugs, harnesses and more. If Zey had gotten a good look at it, they’d probably have swooned, imagining how fun it might be to try it on.

Taking them by surprise, they felt the large mask get placed on their face. It covered their eyes, with everything going black for a second, then they were able to see through the acrylic lenses. They felt the rubbery mask didn’t really cover their entire face, and one look at the front of it, confirmed that this wasn’t really a pup hood.

- “I-is this a gasmask?”

Zey said, their voice quite muffled by the mask, all of it coming out of the small hole at the front of it. They hadn’t seen any pictures of this, maybe it could be something for newbies to try out?

- “Yep~ We’ve got to prepare you to be a proper pup~”

He said, all the while starting to strap the mask tightly around their head. Making sure that all the straps were tight and secure. That mask wouldn’t move an inch, sealed tightly around their furry face.

That sensation of that rubber against their face was something quite new to them, combined with the strong aroma, it was rather overwhelming, almost enough to make them feel a little dizzy.

The man then opened up the pink canister he’d brought along with the mask, a small, hand-sized round tin, which fit perfectly on the gasmask. COMPLIANCE GAS

Its cheap label said, scribbled over with a permanent marker. Zey couldn’t really see, as the man was still doing everything from behind them, but they saw the large hands reaching towards their muzzle, the canister being screwed onto the front of the gasmask.
At first, they wondered if this was some kind of air filter, but after taking
a single breath, they felt a rush that signaled this wasn’t normal. Zey’s next guess was that this was likely some kind of drug, judging by how good they felt. Even as they thought about that, they couldn’t help but continue breathing it in. It was good, plus, they had to keep breathing anyways. The pink gas starting to fill the entirety of the mask, making everything outside appear slightly cloud.

Their tight posture began to relax, the uncomfortable restraints feeling a bit less constrictive. Maybe this wasn’t so bad… It wasn’t like they were a prude who wouldn’t ever use drugs~

- “We’re gonna make a lot of changes, first, you’ve got to start calling me Master.”

- “Ok, master.”

Zey quickly answered back, having no problems with addressing him properly. Their master was now sitting on a chair right in front of Zey, looking at them, eyeing them up.

- “I’ll be pleased to educate you on everything to do with pup play. As I’ve chosen you to be my new pup.”

Nodding along they listened attentively to his words, feeling special that they were going to get taught all about it. At first, they were still a little unsure if this was something they really wanted, just being a bit curious about how it might feel like. But now that they were here? Zey was sure this was exactly what they wanted.

- “You’ll just have to go through a few changes before I get you your suit~”

He approached the wolf, unzipping their pants, and leaving them bottomless, their big red canine cock on full display, at full mast, pre leaking from the tip down to the knot.

- “It’s cute, though I prefer my knots to be a lot… shinier~”

His large hand gripped Zey’s cock, and began to slowly jerk it up and down, more and more pre dripping down.

- “Say you want to be a good pup! Say it!”

He said as he sped up, another jolt of pleasure shooting straight through Zey’s body, making them squirm, barely able to make any sound other than a loud canine moan.

- “I- I want to be a…”

Master just kept on going, getting faster and faster, managing to keep Zey on the edge of an orgasm, one that they just weren’t getting.
Their words were slurred, barely even able to finish that sentence.
It took them a bit, but eventually they could say the words.

- “I want to be a good pup!”

Once the phrase was done, Master immediately took his hand off from Zey’s cock, making them edge one more time, they could feel their load begging them to let it go, but with their hands bound, there was nothing they could do.

Time seemed to freeze for them, as their mind was clouded by the sheer intensity of their constant edging, so much so that they didn’t notice master switching their canister; from that pink one, to a red one with a big biohazard label. From “Compliance Gas” to “Human Mutagen”

They only realized once they felt him screwing the new one on. And just like before, they eagerly took in a big breath, ready to get their mind fucked some more~

Maybe that hadn’t been the best idea.

An intense sensation hit Zey’s entire body like a truck, if they could move they would’ve sprawled onto the floor, writhing from the shock they felt through their entire self.