Spikes
Diary

"Rufus" was the dog name of a slave I once Owned but sadly had to return to Australia (that country churns out some great slaves). Spike is an American slave I would have liked to have known a lot better. These letters give you an idea of the motivation between a Master and his dog, and the bond between two dog brothers.

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Continuing

Hi Rufus,

I'm sorry it has taken me so long to reply to your letter. We seem to think much in the same way.

I want to devote my life to being a dogslave for a good Master. I really miss my full time live in position with my previous Master and I envy you with the great Master [TopDog] you have found.

I am presently looking for another full time Master but good Masters are rather difficult to find. I have, however, attached myself to a group of trainers and their dogs who live about 80 miles from where I live. They are into intensive dog training but they specialise in training their dogs for fighting. My previous Master had trained me for fighting so I go to their training camp on weekends and fight some of their dogs that are in training.

Some of the sessions get really intense. I've been lifting weights a lot to build my body up to a larger size and I am up to 180 pounds at 5'10". I can take a lot of abuse and really like fighting the larger dogs at the camp. I told your Master about the fight I had with the largest dog there. He is 6'4" tall and weighs 240 pounds. He is massive and really likes to fight rough. I fought him about 2 weeks ago and we had a really rough fight. When we are fighting, we fight in a more human-like fashion. Anything goes and we fight until one of us are knocked unconscious. Our fight lasted 1 hour and 20 minutes and we both ended up pretty messed up. He won the fight but the Master's were very pleased with my performance. I had 2 black eyes and was covered in bruises but I bashed him pretty good also.

He won the fight when he grabbed me by my neck and punched me in the face, knocking me out. He threw me on the ground and then I had to suffer the punishment of losing the fight. The owner of the dog decided my punishment and decided that I was to be tied up and fucked by all of the dogs present starting with the winning dog. They took me to another room where my ankles and wrists were chained to hooks on the floor. The spacing kept my legs separated and forced me to stay on my hands and knees. They lubricated my ass and the winning dog was to begin my punishment. I was really sore from the fight and pretty much still in a daze but the winning dog's cock being shoved up my ass in a violent thrust really woke me up. He pumped my ass until he came and while he was fucking me, he was growling, barking, and biting my neck and back. When he was finished, he pulled his cock out and the next dog began to fuck me. All and all, there were 6 dogs that fucked me after the fight.

After they were all finished fucking me, the winning dog's Master then told all of the dogs to go over to me, lift their legs and piss on me. I was tied there battered, bruised and bleeding, their cum running out of my ass and feeling their hot piss cover my body with their scent. It was really an intense scene and I came several times while being used.

When they were finished, I was released and a leash was attached to my collar and I was led to a large area where I was hosed down with soap and water and then told to shake myself dry just like any dog would. I was then put in a cage with the dog who had beaten me and we spent the night together.

I am trying to find a Master within the group to take me on full time but all of them have a dog already but they have agreed to let me come up on the weekends for training. For now, it will have to do but I really need to live as a dog full time. It's just something that I feel inside. A feeling of oneness while being a dog. Well, I hope to hear from you soon. I hope your training continues to be as good as you said it is. You have found a great Master. They are very rare.
If I can be of any help, just let me know.

Spike