The Alpha, the Beta, and the Omega. Part 2 (real story)

Everything was arranged as the Master had requested. The living room, cleared, candle ambiance, classical music, and dinner ready on the table.

I heard the Master's footsteps and his companion entering my apartment, making a stop in my bedroom where I assumed they were getting comfortable.

I couldn't see anything, and with the dog hood, I couldn't hear very well either.

I could recognize the voice of my former Master speaking in a very low volume to his companion, but I couldn't hear what he was saying.

He was taking something out of a bag or backpack, I assumed it was some of his equipment that he would use along with mine, which was arranged neatly on a table.

I heard the Master's footsteps approaching, now he would greet me as he had done many times before, like a dog, scratching my head and saying "Hello little dog, have you missed me?"

But no, he sat down, and I heard the sound of utensils clinking against the plate.

(Hello? I'm here. I've prepared all this for you. Seriously, not even a hello little dog?)

I heard the other person approaching, and from what little I could hear, I knew the Master was having fun with his dog while dining.

I heard the dog emit a sound between a moan and a whimper.

I kept waiting for a signal, an order, something to take me out of my thoughts that foretold a night very far from what I had imagined.

Finally, an order for me:

- Slave, the feet.

I started licking them, well, better than nothing.

He continued eating, and the dog kept whimpering and moaning. This didn't look good.

- Each one a foot.

I dedicated myself to his left foot while the dog took care of the right one. Considering I had already been licking his feet for a while, it seemed very monotonous to me.

- Slave, come.

I left his foot and, blindly, approached him.

- Turn around.

I obeyed and felt him slowly removing the plug from my ass, making my sphincter expand.

(Well, now the fun begins)

He removed the plug and tried to put it back in, it was a fairly thick plug, and he couldn't get it in, maybe due to my nervousness or his clumsiness. I was about to tell him to let me do it myself, but I was forbidden to speak, so I let him do it without success.

He gave up and dropped it.

- To the cage.

On all fours and blind, I entered the cage.

- You can remove the blindfold.

Finally, I could see something.

I saw my former Master standing in front of me, a few meters away. On all fours and sucking his cock, the dog.

The Master, imposing as always. The dog with a dog hood similar to mine and a chastity cage.

The Master began to have fun with the dog, binding him and standing him up. His arms were raised, tied to the ceiling anchor.

A flogger with which he whipped him here, a gag there, som...