Our Walk

"Loki" I said, "it's time for a walk."
Loki had been sitting on the couch next to me as I read a book. We had been enjoying a quite Saturday morning. He had been a very good pup and finished his chores without hesitation and had been waiting ever so patiently while I finished my reading. He wore only his collar and tail plug, and his hands were bound like paws, now that his chores were done. Now it was time to reward him for being so good.
As soon as I mentioned his name, he jumped up from the couch, ready to go. A smile on his face and in his eyes, I helped him pull on some pants and a shirt, keeping his tail and paws in place, and helped him with his shoes. Since we were just walking in the woods, away from the company of strangers, I thought it would be a good time to walk him on the leash and get some behavior training in along the way. I clipped the leash to Loki's collar (he's so proud of his red leather collar and golden bone-shaped name tag), grabbed my backpack, and we left the house.
It was a gorgeous spring day, and there was so much for a puppy to see and do!!
We walked for a while through the woods, stopping now and then for a game of chase or fetch, or just to relax and have a drink by the stream. Loki behaved admirably! I was so proud of him. I was hoping to be able to take him to a puppy park soon.
As a special treat, since he had been so good while on the leash, I decided to let him off and run for a bit. His recall had been very good lately. I reminded him that should he not return when called, he should expect to be punished.
He darted around, capering here and there, reveling in his freedom. Then, something caught his eyes though the trees and he was gone!! I called after him, called for him to return in a stern voice, but he ignored me.
Disappointed in his self-discipline, I followed after him. His trail led directly to the old barn. I should have guessed. He always did like exploring it.
The barn structure itself was impressive. Good solid timber frame and holding up well. Yet, clearly, it had been used for little in years. The only thing to be seen was someone's long neglected, dusty old kayak.
Sure enough, There was Loki, pawing through the old remnants of former days, stirring up motes of dust to drift discontentedly in the shafts of sunlight.
"Loki!" I near-growled to show my displeasure.
He actually ignored me! Too entranced in his current discovery to even recognize the tone in my voice.
"Loki!" I barked again. This time he started, and turned to look at me. You could see in his startled expression that he had been so self-absorbed, he'd almost forgotten me. Now, his face began to look very hang-dog indeed, as he saw me lower my backpack to the floor.
I came at him with the leash. Anticipation of what was to come made him nervous and he tried to bolt past me. I quickly and securely grabbed him around the waist to stop him fleeing. This got his adrenaline pumping even more because he lunged for my arm around him and bit me!! No blood, but you could see it was going to be a bute in a day or two. Not releasing my grip, I firmly slapped him across the face.
"NEVER bite, Loki" I reprimanded, now very upset.
Leash connected to collar now, I lead him back to the center of the room where I had let my backpack fall. I pulled out the gag I carried for just such situations, and after a brief struggle (and much whining on Loki's part) I was able to get it in. Loki just didn't know when to stop!! Running off, not returning when called, biting, and now resisting his punishment! Major infractions! On went the blindfold as well.
Lashing the leash around a beam so he couldn't run off, I tossed a rope over the main support beam, a few feet above our heads. I pulled Loki to my side and binding his hands together, I pulled his arms up, so that his feet were only just touching the ground flat footed. I ripped of his shirt, and pulled off his pants, leaving him standing strung up naked in the middle of the big room.
Without a word more, I left.
He was quiet for several minutes, but then began to whine, not knowing where I had gone or when I'd be back.
Quiet as a mouse, I searched for a few more tools. Quickly enough I found what I needed. An old broom handle and leather strap from an old saddle.
Waiting several more minutes - enjoying the sunshine and beautiful day- I sat listening to Loki's whining. I could tell by the changes in his posture and tone, that what had been rebelliousness when first cornered was now changing rapidly to anxiety and fear. Where had I gone, when would I return, what else was in store for him. Now to change that anxiety to contrition. Now it was time to finish the lesson.
I re-entered the barn with an extra heavy footfall which startled him. I could see him shiver (it made his tale quiver in an enticing way). I approached and stood directly before him before speaking.
"Loki - do you realize how many rules you've broken? Do you realize how much that disappoints me? Running off, not returning when recalled, biting AND resisting your punishment - all in one afternoon, in one action really!! Egregious behavior like this can definitely not be overlooked. It is time for a lesson."
The lines in his face - which at the first sound of my voice had relaxed some- now deepened in dread and anticipation.
"For running away - I will hobble you." I spread his feet apart, and using the broom handle and some straps, improvised a spreader bar. Now with his legs spread, he was just barely able to touch the ground with his tiptoes hanging the way he was.
"Next, for not returning when you were recalled, I will teach you to mind your master" Without further warning I applied the nipple clamps to nipples and scrotum, looped around his penis so each little twitch of erection would tug the clamps just a bit. Loki gasped and then moaned.
"You already have the gag in for the biting, but now for resisting your punishment and not acknowledging your mistakes with grace and humility...." I took out the strap and began strapping his ass and thighs. His ass began to glow red hot. He had passed the point of squirming and become much more quiet. I knew I was approaching his limit.
I stopped with the strap and whispered in Loki's ear "Had enough? Are you sorry?"
A stifled sob was what I heard, but full of self-pity and still lacking in humility.
I fondled his cock and balls and whispered too them how wonderful they were and how it was such a shame that the brain attached to them had been so disrespectful because now I wouldn't be able to play with them. Loki's cock throbbed under the attention and seemed to be nodding in agreement. Each movement pulled just a bit on his nipples. I detached the nipple clamps, and let the chains dangle from the scrotum. Using my hand now, I spanked his already tender nipples.
Now I began to sense the contrition and total submission of ego. The sobs grew a bit more earnest and through the gag I began to hear "I'm sorry, Master".
Lesson learned. I undid the clamp on the scrotum, released his legs and let him down from the beam. He tottered a bit, standing as I removed his gag and blindfold.
"I'm sorry, Master. I am so sorry I deliberately disobeyed your rules and disappointed you. Thank you for correcting me, Master. Thank you for caring enough to teach me what not to do. I am sorry, Master. Thank you for your forgiveness, Master".
I helped Loki redress, and we sat together in the middle of the barn, trying to warm back up in the heat of the sunlight coming through the window above, and I held him to reassure him that I did forgive him and loved him still. We walked home later, Loki at my side on the leash, as the sun began to set.

On Becoming a Master

So my Loki is finally here!
Our first evening together we started experimenting with some of our toys and feeling out our roles. We've started working with basic obedience commands and rule setting - learning what puppies can do and aren't allowed to do. Loki looks so irresistible with his collar on and tail in, I had to overcome the urge to take him on the spot! We've been playing with some bondage - well, OK, I've been trying to tie up my Houdini of a puppy. Need to work on it. But the motel room he's been in has been a bit prohibitively small and without great tying sites, and our time has been limited and complicated by non-role playing environments that we've had to interact in. I think maybe that's making it a bit harder to assume the Master/slave relationship. He's been seeing me in other roles and they are conflicting.

But today is a new day. Today, in less than 3 hours we will be on our own!! NOW I will assume command without question!

First order of business today will be to feed my puppy, in order to establish trust, respect and control. Then, I think, we'll to a vet check up, to make sure he's sound and healthy...
Check back soon! Juicer details to follow!

Waiting, Waiting...

It's almost here!! My puppy, Loki, arrives tomorrow to commence his training and consummate our relationship. Today we completed a Puppy Play Negotiation Form. this just helped confirm that we were interested in pursuing the same activities during our time together and clarifying and limits that needed to be established beforehand (thanks to MaePuppy and Scamp at Puppy Play Pride for the form and some good links).

We really enjoyed discussing our plans for the next few days, and teasing each other quite a bit! Loki surely does have a devilish side and I can see this is going to take a lot of tough love, patience and consistency on my part. I gave him a lot of food for thought. For instance, we discussed how the punishment for biting would likely include application of the gag, spanking and "time out" in the crate. Escaping from being "tied up" could lead to more extreme limb binding and possibly mummification. He says he's not looking forward to bath time, but I am!!! He says he's likely to be very bold in the tub. I have a few plans to distract him, however.

But today, I think what I will be doing most is anticipating that first contact as Master and puppy, when I can apply his collar for the first time. That will be so intense! Then, when we get "home" for the evening I can't wait to spend some time grooming and petting him. He has a butt plug tail, already, that he's been practicing with. Mixed satisfaction it sounds like on his part, but I think he just needs some loving kindness and a gentle hand to feel comfortable with it. And based on the pictures he's shared with me so far, I CANNOT wait to see him with it in!

The next 36 hours are going to be torture (especially for him, because I've assigned him the "homework" of not masturbating from now until we meet)! This will be his first real challenge, but I am anxious to begin proving myself as his Master, and thought this would be a good power-play way to start - and a not unreasonable goal I think. I went into great detail with him what special attention his cock would get if he managed to last until our encounter. He seemed to really enjoy that possibility. I described the punishment should he not comply - which would include some isolation in his crate, wearing of the gag, binding of his hands, and watching me masturbate while ignoring him. It will be interesting to see what he does!!

Back to sleep for a few more winks. I've also added a few links and reading ideas for you. I hope you enjoy!