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This is the true story of a boys discovery of his k9 side as he met a guy that later became his Owner.

Part one covers the first week or so on the meeting, about the chemistry between them.  It is not the most typical route in how a guy discovers he is a slave, and finds himself a Master. It is strange how circumstances come together and Master and dogslave are formed.
When you read both accounts, you might find that you identify with some aspects, and that can help develop you on your path.

 


British Pup In Nashville (Adams Training) Part One

I am a 21-year-old British guy who lives in Nashville Tennessee.

I lived in England until I was 15, when both my parents were killed in a motor accident. After that I went to live with my uncle who had moved to the US 15 years before, who was my only living relative.

He had a son who was 3 years older than me, 18 at the time.

My uncle’s wife who was American had died 5 years before I got there and the two of them lived alone. My uncle had a large house with a lot of ground and stables with 3 horses, about 30 miles out of Nashville and a town house in the city. He spent all week in the city only spending the weekend at the house. My cousin had always looked after the horses, house and gardens by him self until I arrived.

My name is Adam and my cousin name is James and the very first day we met he made it very plane to me who the boss was. He told me that I was to do what ever he asked and that I would be OK. He told me that he was to look after me all week whilst my uncle was working in the city.

That if I did not please him that I would be punished. My uncle thought that my cousin was very adult about life and told me that he would look after me well whilst he was in the city. The first weekend I was there it was very pleasant and we spent all weekend together the three of us. I was beginning to think that my stay here would be good and that James was just making sure that I new he was the older person and was in charge. James was 6ft1 had jet-black hair and had a great body that was toned from all the yard work, working out and horse riding he did.

From the first time I saw him he excited me although I was not sure why at the time.

Even though I was only 15 my body had developed well already and it benefited from playing soccer back in England and the running and weights I did to train for it.

In total contrast to his black hair I had dark blond hair and at that time had very little hair elsewhere on my body apart from my crouch and under my arms. He I later saw had hairy legs and a light scattering of black hair across his chest in all the right places.

On the Monday morning my uncle left for the city leaving me alone for the first time with James. He told me that he would see us on the Friday night but would phone every night to see if things were OK.

The Monday was my sixteenth birthday and my uncle told me we would have a party at the weekend when he got back, but James already had in mind what he was going to give me for my sixteenth birthday!!!!

As soon as my uncle left James told me that we would go and tend to the horses and do some chores around the garden. It was summer and I did not have to go to my new school for a couple of months.

James told me that whilst I was working in the yard I was to wear some overhauls and boots that he gave me. So I went to get changed in my room but James told me to follow him to the stables and get changed there.

When in the stables James just stood there and waited for me to get changed. I was used to getting changed in front of other guys when at soccer practice but this felt different with him staring at me.

When I hesitated he told me to get undressed quickly and get changed into the overhauls. So I stated to strip down to my under wear to put on the overhauls. When I was down to my boxer’s shorts and T-shirt I started to put the overhauls on. James told me to stop and take every thing off and to wear just the overhauls sports socks and work boots and nothing else. He was very angry with me for taking so long and shouted for me to do it quickly. I was frightened at how aggressive he was but at the same time it excited me as well. I started to get hard and my boxer shorts were tenting out in front of me, I had my back to James who told me I had 30 seconds to get ready. So I quickly pulled of my T-shirt and my shorts down grabbed the overhauls and put them on. I was confused why I was so sexually excited and embarrassed that James might see my cock was hard under the rough overhauls. After I was dressed I bent down to put my boots on and to hide my embarrassment. James did not seem to notice and I thought I had got away with out him seeing me.

We worked hard all-day and cleaned out the horses and did lots of yard work, then James and I rode the horses for a few hours. All through the day James talked very little unless he was giving me orders or shouting at me because I was to slow.

Whilst we were out riding I really needed to take a piss and asked him if I could stop to take one. He told me that it would waste time and I should have used the toilet before we left. After about 30 more minutes I was very desperate to piss and the constant movement of the horse only made the pain in my bladder worse.

I begged James to stop so I could go to the toilet but he just said I would after wait until we got back. After another ten minutes I could hold it no longer and actually pissed myself. Hot steaming piss was running all down my leg and over the horse. Big wet patches appeared on my work clothes and I could just not stop myself from pissing until my balder was empty.

When James saw this he was very angry and told me I would have to finish the ride in my piss wet clothes and we would talk about this when we got home. We rode for over an hour more and the temperature was in the high 80s and I was beginning to smell very high.

When we got back James told me to tend to my horse and to his and then to go and find him in the barn where he would be working. He was very angry and it frightened me but again it made me excited and my dick started to get hard again.

After I finished with the horses I went to find James in the barn. When I found him he was stacking bales of straw and had striped down to just his work jeans. He looked magnificent standing there in his jeans and work boots covered in a sheen of sweat with his tight defined body all taught and pumped up.

He told me that I was very bad and that he was going to after punish me for the pissing my. He told me I was no better than a dog and deserved to be treated like one. He told me that he was going to punish me by beating me 10 times across my butt with his belt of his jeans.

He told me to take my overhauls off, as my punishment would be naked.

He told me in such away that I knew not to argue with him and I started to take my piss smelling overhauls off but was terrified of him seeing my hard dick. I was very angry at the humiliation that I was suffering but at the same time totally excited by it.

By the time I had striped out of the clothes I had my back to James and was totally hard with my dick slapping up against my belly. I stood there totally naked in just my sports socks and work boots looking at the wall not wanting to turn around and show my embarrassing condition. Again I was very confused about these feelings and my hard dick.

James came up to me and spun me around forcibly by the shoulder and there I was naked with my dick totally hard facing him. He looked down at my dick and said he knew that I would like this treatment and that I was going to be used by him in whatever way he wanted to, no matter how depraved or humiliating it may be.

He pushed me over to the middle of the barn where there was a rope attached to a pulley on the roof of the barn. He tied the rope around both my wrists pulled until my hands were over my head. James continued to pull on the rope until only the toes of my work boots were the only thing touching the ground. He came close to me and told me that I smelt disgusting and was no better than a stupid dog. He then took off his belt and stood behind me rubbing the leather over my exposed butt. He took a big strong swing with his beautifully muscled arm and hit me really hard across my butt. It felt like a hot poker had been put across my butt and I screamed out really loud. James said that I was not going to be allowed to scream at all and he would stop me. He took both his work boots off and removed his sweat soaked white sports socks from his feet. Then he shoved one of the stinking socks in my mouth and tied it in place with the other around my mouth and head. The one around my head was under my noise and the smell was very strong. But instead of me finding it repulsive it made my hard dick even harder, it was like a rode of iron slapping about my belly. James liked it very much that I was so hard and called me a slut bitch dog and told me he knew how to treat bitch dogs like me. I did not understand what all of this was about but knew that it was something new that I was experiencing for the first time and that I liked it very much.

Before this date my only sexual out let was jacking of and a brief experience back in England with one of my friends at school. We used to jack each other off but it only lasted a few weeks until he found a girl friend.

James then stated to beat me very hard with his belt and quickly got to ten strokes. He told me that I had not learnt my lesson and he thought that I needed another ten. This frightened me very much as I was in a lot of pain and did not want him to beat me any more. But still my dick was hard and aching with the pain of being erect for so long without relief.

I started to beg him through the socks not to beat me more but he just laughed and told me that my dick was telling a totally different story and that I needed to get the other 10 strokes.

For the first time during the beating I looked up at James and he had striped down to his shorts and his dick was tenting the front of his shorts. He was so handsome standing there dripping in sweat and this feeling came over me that I would do anything for him, WHAT EVER HE WANTED!!!!

He told me not to look at him with out permission or I would be punished more, I was to look at his feet and take my punishment. He went around me to the back of me and started to beat me again harder than the last time. When he had finished I was totally broken and in pain from the beating and the pain in my arms and shoulders from being tired up by the rope. James came back around the front of me told me to look up at him. His face was flushed from the heat and from the work and excitement of beating me. His dick was very hard and had found its way out through the slit in the front of his shorts. It must have been 9inch long and very thick!!!!

He came to me and started rubbing the welts on my butt making me wince with the pain. He reached up and untied my arms from the rope and I fell into his arms. He held me close to him and our hard dicks rubbed together and he kissed me hard and long.

After what seemed like hours he stopped kissing me and told me that he knew that I wanted to be fucked like the dog bitch that I was.

He told me to stay there whilst he went to the stables to get something. When he came back he had a dog collar and lead in his hand. He told me to get on all fours and walk to him, which I obeyed straight away. When I reached him he put the collar around my neck and fastened it very hard in place. James then attached the lead to the collar and led me out to the yard where the pound was where the three German shepherd dogs were kept. James told me that he was going to fuck me doggie style and then the three dogs were going to have me as well.

All of this was strange to me but I felt like I had waited all my young life for this and wanted to please James as much as possible. I wanted him to be proud of me for being a good dog slave for him and to carry out his wishes no matter what he asked of me.

He pulled down his shorts and hid dick sprung up against his belly like a great tree trunk. I was thinking that there was no was that was going to fit up my tight virgin hole, but James had other plans!!!

He got down behind me and rubbed some oil or something into my tight hole and started to push two fingers up my hole. It was very painful and I started to pull away but James grabbed me by the collar and pulled me back. He grabbed his belt and beat me three more times across my very sore butt. I just stayed still after that and he continued finger fucking my are with three fingers then four until I started to loosen a little and relax my asshole muscles to accommodate his fingers. After a few minutes he pulled his fingers out and got up and pulled the socks out of my mouth. He then pushed the fingers that had just been up my ass into my mouth and made me suck them clean. I was heaving at the thought of his fingers in my mouth with the taste of my own ass hole on them. After James was satisfied that his fingers were clean enough he took them out of my mouth and crouched down in front of me. He was bending down on his haunches and his ass was right by my face. James told me to lick his ass clean like the dog I was. After the beating I had suffered I did not want to anger him any more so I put my face close to his sweaty smelling ass. He told me to smell and sniff it like a dog and then to lick it clean, which I promptly did.

When he was satisfied that I had cleaned his ass enough he moved back around to my back and positioned his dick against the opening to my ass hole. In one hard push he shoved his massive dick straight up to his pubic hairs. The pain was so intense that I let out one mighty scream. James just laughed and shoved the socks back in my mouth. He fucked me hard for 10 minutes then came inside me flooding my hole with his cum. He reached around grabbed my dick and he only need two strokes before I came in his hand.

We both collapsed to the floor and he lay on top of me for about ten minutes before he got back up. He ordered me to get back on all fours and to lick my own cum off his hand then to suck his dick clean after it had been up my ass. After all this was done he took me into the dog pound where the dogs had got very excited by our action. He took me in on all fours and the three dogs all fucked me one by one until they were satisfied.

James left me tied to a stake by my dog collar in the dog pound for the rest of the day. The dogs kept coming back to me and trying to fuck my ass hole over and over again. By this time I was covered in scratches all over my back and sides from the dogs claws whilst they were mounting me.

When he came back he untied me and took me to the back of the house where there was a hosepipe. He showered me for a long time with the freezing cold water from the hose.

By this time I was totally exhausted and very sore after all the beatings.

James took me into the house and told me that he would be using me every day in the week whilst his father was in the city. That I would sleep in his bed at night and get fucked three or four times a night. James said that I was a natural dog slave and would spend all my time with him as a dog. He would turn me into a total dog slave by the time he had finished with me.

That night in his bed he fucked me another three times and I slept all night with my face in his crouch and most of the night with his dick in my mouth.

In Part Two I will tell how James started my full time training as a dog slave and how he introduced to his equally as sexy best friend by the end of the week.

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