From Kinky to Slave Chapter 22: Total Surrender

After the last experiences and with Mike still at home, I understood, after the master's last explanations, that it was time to abandon everything. That morning, in front of him, firmer than ever, and with Mike by my side, listening, I was able to know the strict schedules that the master had set for me.

"From now on, you will ask for permission even to go to the bathroom, understood, dog?"

"Yes, master"

"Mike will help you to reinforce everything even more"

Mike was an ally, he helped me with everything, but also scolded me if I made any mistakes in the master's absence. The bastard didn't let me get away with anything. Sometimes I found him very harsh with me.

For some time, most of the routines, I had been doing systematically. Others, however, still cost me. But I felt more fulfilled in this life as a slave. I had understood, through beatings, punishments, blows, and discipline, what my function was, my reason for being, and that nothing belonged to me. The master's new instructions were that after finishing a routine, or when the time came, I would have to ask for permission to enter. Wait for him to grant it to me and, once inside, stand firm and communicate the completion of the task. He would grab my hair, ear, or testicles, as he usually did.

"I see that Mike's presence is serving to make you do things with more enthusiasm and not leave any trace. Congratulations, dog. I'm proud of you."

It pleased me to hear that. The few times my master said it to me were better than an orgasm for me. In fact, I was getting hard. And it was hurting me.

"Thank you, master, the truth is that without Mike, I don't think I would have been able to achieve it"

"Well, Esteban, in the end, everything depends on you, on your will to keep moving forward. On understanding that the only mission we have as submissives is to find happiness serving our master."

"And until now, there was always something in your mind that prevented you from getting to that point," the master added.

"I still have it, sir," I said firmly. "I want to be the best dog you can have. I need to see that you feel proud of me. I want you to think that it was worth it. I still think about the mistake I made a few days ago"

"You shouldn't forget those things, I see that the punishment served as an example"

"Yes, master, thank you for that"

"I'm going out, I'll be back in an hour, I'll leave you two alone, you can do what you want, respecting the code that the dog follows Mike's guidelines, understood?"

"Yes, master, yes, sir," we replied in unison

Every time Mike and I were left alone, I felt like something inside me gave me a certain freedom to do things with him that I couldn't do with the master. But I had to behave in the master's absence. Mike played that role. I could only let myself go if he asked me to. That's what happened when, without losing a ...