Arrival, part II

"Master, it's cold in here", he says.
"I know, Loki, but shush and stay quite. No talking unless I ask you a question."
I examine him, up and down, walking in circles around him just to take him all in.
"On your hands and knees, Loki."
He obeys in silence.
This would be the time when I would wrap his hands and form his paws, as well as put in his tail. Not today. Today I kneel on the floor next to him, taking each hand in turn into mine, and just caressing them as if I was taping them. Next I stand. I reach for his collar and adjust it a bit, before sliding my hand softly down his spine. Goosebumps pop up on his skin - nervous and cold. He shivers a bit but is completely silent, realizing he shouldn't complain. I spread his cheeks a little and rub my thumb over his anus with just a little pressure to remind him of the pleasure of having the tail put in. I end by playfully slapping his ass as a like to do.

I stand back for a moment, just gazing at him on his knees before me, awed by the situation. He won't look at me he's so worried.

Again I walk in circles around him, just observing him. I stop in front of him.
"Stand", I say in a firm but gentle voice.
He stands.

I walk to a corner of the room, and from a bag he had not noticed before I grab my red ropes.
In silence, I bind his arms behind him. Next I nearly mummify his arms and torso in rope, wrapping him up, safe and secure. Then I kneel in front of him. Ever so gently I bind his cock and balls. I treat them with respect and dignity and concern. Loki's cock, of course, can't hide it's pleasure despite his overall unease. Next I bind Loki's legs. He struggles a bit to keep his balance, but does.

Often for times like this, I would gag and blindfold Loki. But today, I don't want to take away his voice and sight. Today I want him to be quite because I've requested it, not because I forced him to do something. I want him to see so later he can remember and understand what I have done.

Now I stand in front of him again, quiet for a moment longer. His gaze is still avoiding mine.
"Loki," I command gently "look at me. Meet my eyes."
He looks up, a bit hesitantly, not sure what to expect. Eventually we lock gazes. I so love staring into those dark depths, trying to see through them. I smile at the feeling it brings me. He tries to smile back, that totally irresistible smile flashes across his face, just for a second. I can tell he's happy to be with me, happy to be bound this way, and enjoying the moment, but still in all a bit anxious as well. I grin more.
He tries to break his eyes away.
"No" I command. "Eyes still on mine".
Still in my firm voice: "Loki, do you trust me?".
"Yes, Master, I trust you."
"Loki, do you respect me?"
"Yes, Master. I respect you."
"Loki, do you love me?"
"Yes, Master, I love you. I love my master."
My voice looses its edge.
"Loki - I love you, too. I am so glad that we are together. I am so glad we are here now. You are with me. I brought you here today because I wanted to demonstrate my feelings for you. I looked you all over because I want you to feel in my gaze how proud I am of you. And I don't mean just physically, but you - "naked" to me, who you are deep inside, as you let little pieces out to share with me. I respect you for you.
I wanted to show you that while I am glad to have you as a puppy, I want you as a human, too. I am happy to give you that puppydom because I can see how much you want it. It is part of my gift to you.
I bound you like this because I want to support and protect you. I want you to feel loved and secure. I will put you in your crate or wrap you in my ropes or wrap you in my arms, whenever you need or want it.
I want to be your pillar of strength, to be your support. Know that I'm not perfect and I'll slip and stumble in that role at times. Neither one of us is perfect. We will both make mistakes, but we can make them together.
I want to be with you, to be there for you. I want to return all the support and encouragement and love you provide me. You allow me to be the stronger person I really am and have helped me grow. I want to do all that for you, too, because you are a wonderful and amazing human being.
I want you. I am proud to have you by my side and I am so glad you are here with me now. I love you, Loki."

I stare into his eyes a few moments more, soul to soul. I kneel again and unbind his legs. I help him down to the floor next to me. I wrap my arms around him and we sit together in silence. Outside the world goes by, heedless of this moment between us. But when we leave here, we will be stronger, together, ready to face any challenges.

Arrival, part I

I meet Loki at the train.
It's raining steadily as we run for the car. A warm early summer rain.
Loki hops into the car, chattering contentedly: he's glad to be with me, his master, again, school is finally over, things are looking up. I reply with appropriate murmurs of agreement and ask questions to appear interested. In reality, I'm a bit preoccupied with my own thoughts.

Loki is in full puppy mode in his excitement. He's so playful and full of himself. He makes silly comments, tries to tease me about my driving, and is generally pesty.
"Keep it up," I say, "and you'll find yourself bound and gagged in the backseat!"
He whimpers, recalling the last time that did happen (a story for another day, dear reader).

After a moment or two of silence, he begins to prattle on again, but now it is out of nervousness. He's picked up on my pent up energy and distraction. He starts to worry. He specifically avoids asking what is wrong though, a bit afraid of the possible answer. Did he do something wrong? Am I going to punish him for something?

We drive along in the rain for a while. Ahead is an old, abandoned, run-down farmhouse. The associated barn has long since collapsed. The house itself sits on the edge of town, right on the main road, considered an eyesore by many. This is where I pull over and stop, right in front of this house.

Loki eyes me nervously. He's totally silent now.
I get out of the car, go around to his door, open it, and say "Get out, now".
He obeys, ever the faithful pup, even in fear.

He stands before me. Cars rush by us, no one caring. In front of the world I put Loki's collar on him and attach the leash. I turn toward the house in silence. Loki follows, knowing he'd better be on heel, at my side, but a bit to worried to walk any but a half pace behind. We climb the rickety steps with caution and I push open the door. Loki enters behind me, whimpering. I shut the door behind him. I shush him and lead him farther into the house.

It's a dark room on the front of the house, you can still hear the road. Light leaks in between the boards over the windows.
"Strip" I command. "Take it all off."
He does. Totally silent for once. He stands before me in the half-light naked except for the collar and leash draped down his front. I stand facing him.

A bold puppy

Loki and I were talking the other night, and I threatened him with withholding his masturbation privileges. He whined, and begged me not to do so, asking what he could do to aviod this punishment.
"Incidentally," I said "you haven't asked nor have I given you permission to masturbate in several days. This seems highly unusual. Is everything OK? Is there anything I need to know?"
A gasp. Then silence.
"Did you think I wouldn't notice?"
"Master, I am SO sorry!! I forgot to ask your permission. I can't believe how bad I've been. I am so, so sorry, Master!"
"How many times, Loki"
"Three, Master." This seemed plausible.
"You will have to be punished for this, Loki. I need to teach you a lesson so you will remember to ask"
"Please, Master. I'm afraid! What are you going to do to me?"
"Let's just say you will leave after this weekend with a physical reminder not to masturbate without my permission."
"What kind of reminder, Master?"
"You will see, Loki, but I'm very disappointed in you. That is a rule that I take very seriously and I consider it quite disrespectful of you to break that rule."
"Yes, Master. I will always ask from now on, Master. May I masturbate tonight, Master?"
"Cheeky pup! I think not! We won't see each other for 5 more days, I think it's only fair that you not masturbate until you receive your punishment when we see each other next. Otherwise, how will you truly learn that lesson."
"Please, Master! Don't make me wait that long! I need to masturbate! Don't take that away!"
"I'm afraid your actions have made that unavoidable now, Loki. You have no choice in the matter, and no more begging or you might loose other privileges."
"Yes, Master. I understand. I am very sorry, Master. I accept your punishment and deserve your scorn. You are such a good Master to me, I am sorry I betrayed you."
"Thank you, Loki, but the punishment must still stand."

Now, to wait 5 whole days till Loki gets his just desserts.

On transforming into a puppy

Loki starts on two feet.
First to go on is the dog collar, symbolizing the start of puppy time. Once the collar is on, there is no talking for Loki, only "pupspeak".

Next, off come the clothes. An enema is administered to clean things out. And a bath. This allows me a chance to do a quick physical on my pup and make sure he's clean and sound. He hates the tub. Often this results in some biting. And while I understand his dislike, biting cannot be tolerated. There for he gets some discipline, a slap or 2, and the gag. The gag is one of those beautiful O ring ones that makes him drooley like a dog, and humiliates him a bit more.

Out of the tub, dried off, and now to some transformation. Most obviously, the beautiful, black, furry butt plug tail. I like to watch him wag his tale. If he's not in a mood to cooperate, or still sulking about the tub, some spanking usually puts him right.
First we start with the front paws, this helps limit his objections and limits his options. Vetwrap paws in his favorite color, red. Next are the rear legs. Some knee pads because I don't want to injure my pup (although I do like to hurt him and see him squirm), then bind his legs up - calves to thighs, so he must walk on his knees. This is an excellent deterrent to his jumping up on furniture. Now, to get up on the bed or couch as a special treat when I allow it, he must beg and must have my assistance to get up.
And, Voila! The basics of transforming Loki the slave biped into Loki the puppy.

So now what? We play fetch and work on commands such as sit, stay, down and heel.

Occasionally, my puppy is bad! Like all dogs, if not entertained and exercised enough - he can be come destructive. Sometimes just hiding things on me, at times tearing things apart, knocking things around, and just generally making a mess. This requires discipline. For Loki, I tend to use spankings and floggings. For more minor offenses - restraint and isolation and deprivation. But, the punishment must fit the crime.

At meal time, Loki must eat from his dog dishes. Though, as a special treat I sometimes bind him into a sitting position and feed him by hand. We both enjoy this.

Some of my favorite times with Loki are the quiet times, when he relaxes, curled up next to me, head on my lap, watching TV or sleeping as I read.

At night, he sleeps at the side of my bed. Ready to protect me, ready to fulfill any need, and only an arms length away.