Wednesday, December 22nd, after serving my Master's breakfast, he tells me...

- Old faggot, this afternoon at six, I want you to be completely dressed as a dog, well clean and wait for me in your kennel without leaving until I come for you, do you understand?...

- Yes, Master, I understand and will be ready...

So I left a bit earlier from the office, bathed, gave myself a good enema to ensure my little ass was clean, got dressed, and waited in my kennel.

I heard someone arriving with my Master, a few minutes later he opens the door and enters the kennel, and I automatically get on my knees in front of him. He approaches and starts checking me, inserting his fingers to see if my ass is clean.

- Okay, I like seeing that ass is clean. Today I brought a friend for you to serve. I'll be present too since he asked me to be. You won't see him since he doesn't want to be seen by you, so he'll hardly speak, and he'll indicate to me what he wants, and I'll tell you. But he'll have the whip in his hands and will punish you if something doesn't please him, and I'll tell you what you're doing wrong so you can correct it. Now, make sure not to make me look bad, or I'll flay you alive, do you understand?...

- Yes, Master, I understand and will do everything possible to serve whoever you give me to...

My Master puts the blindfold on me so I won't see, and on top of that, the hood, which he adjusts so it won't move with my collar. My heart was racing with nervousness, intrigue, and excitement, not knowing who the man would be who would use me.

He finishes adjusting me, hooks the leash, and takes me on all fours behind him. From the turns we make, I know we're going to the living room.

When we arrive, my Master says to his guest...

- Well, here he is. As you see, I brought him to you on all fours, like a dog. This is how he should live daily, but he's old, and his knees can't take it. But that's how he dresses in this house, with clothes according to what he is - dog collar, cuffs, and anklets to be immobilized at will, as you see, with his CB to be in chastity, although he's no longer getting hard since I chemically castrated him, as I told you. The knee pads are so he can endure being on all fours or on his knees for as long as the one using him wants...

- What you see took time, but he's super submissive and obeys blindly. He's tamed, and I like to say programmed to obey and serve in everything. You'll see that for yourself...

The mysterious guest remains in total silence, and I could only hear some affirmative sounds.

- I see you're amazed... haha... from the times we talked about the subject, you didn't believe me or had trouble understanding, but now you see it live and direct...

- Sit down and let's start with the simplest thing, which drives this faggot crazy...

My Master takes me to where the mysterious guest is sitting, a...