[Non-Fiction] The Story of a Boy's Life as a Puppy

[Ravenwood]

Prologue--An Introduction

I am still relatively new to BDSM and the like having only been involved in a truly good and positive relationship for about 8 months now. Unfortunately I did not think to write down my feelings as they occurred and so can only write them down as I remember them.

Act 1-- The First Week

It all began one day last July when after having tried to serve many Doms who expected the impossible from me I received a pm in response to my ad. Upon opening the pm I learned of someone who was apparently kind and just, who wanted to be my Dom. I was wary as I sent my reply to him saying that I was interested because of the people who had mistreated me in the past. I soon received a reply on my Kik which I had shared with him because I find it far easier to message on than the private messaging system here.

Here it was, the moment when I would see what kind of Dom this new man was. I insisted upon a one week trial before getting into anything because one can never be too safe. That first day I was informed of a few rules that I would be expected to follow.
Firstly I would only be allowed to wear underwear to work and to church.
Secondly, I was to sleep nude every night.
Thirdly, and most importantly, I was no longer in control of the meat tube located between my thighs, but that it was now my Dom's cock and should be referred to as such. When I inquired of him to know what he would like to be called he told me to call him "Sir", and so I did. Sir also told me that that first week would be a test and that I would be put in denial for one weeks time to test my resolve. I remember the first mistakes I ever made with him quite well.

One day that first week I thought I could use a bath toy that looked like a torpedo as a buttplug and proudly said that I would wear it as such for a few hours the next day. Things did not work out as I had planned however and the "plug" kept slipping out. After the third time it slipped out I promptly informed my Sir that I had failed. He said that I would be punished in a few days for it. The next time I failed was the very next day. I had been commanded to tie Sir's balls and hadn't been told to untie when I took it upon myself to untie them because it was starting to hurt. This would not have been a problem except I had not told Sir and he found out about it later that day when he checked on me to make sure that I was following my rules and to chat with me.

That night he had me install Skype to my tablet. I had never performed on a live cam before and so was understandably quite nervous. I became even more nervous when I found out the punishment would be ice based. Those who knew me well at the time knew that I didn't enjoy ice at all as it seems to almost burn when applied. The punishment session went off without a hitch luckily and I was forgiven of both my mistakes. The next days being the last two before the end of the trial period, were special because they were the first time I had ever had a no touching​ rule imposed. This truly drove me batty as I was still allowed to look at porn and come here but could not touch myself. In the end I ended up forgetting the rule twice and both times I reported it as soon as it happened both times and was told that because I was honest and didn't try to hide my mistake my punishment for it would be less. A simple 5 whacks to each ball with a metal spoon proved penitence enough for that.

Finally the day had come. It was the day I would be allowed to cum, as well as the day Sir and I would decide whether to go forward with our relationship. We planned it very carefully and made certain that the people I was living with would be out of the house when we had the session so we would be uninterrupted. I was told to be ready with my hairbrush for spanking and to be naked as I waited. I stripped but forgot one item of clothing. My socks. This became painfully obvious when Sir commented on my disobedience and ordered 20 spanks to each ass cheek with the hairbrush. At this point my pain tolerance was still relatively low and my pain was evident in the way I shrieked out the numbered spank followed by Sir! Finally after my punishment was completed it was time for me to cum. I was ordered to roll myself up in my bed, which was a bunk bed, so Sir's cock was directly above my face. I was then prompted to edge a few times and cum on my face. It was the first time that cum had ever touched my face so extensively and when told to eat it I happily did so having acquired a taste for cum before.

After the session was over and I had showered to get that thin film of cum no amount of trying will get up and into your mouth off, we chatted. We discussed the path should I choose to move forward during which Sir revealed he believed it would be about 6 months for me to complete my basic training as a boy sub. I reflected not only on the tasks he had assigned that week, but also on his care for me before I made my decision. Sir had taken an interest in my life! He actually cared about how well I slept at night even going so far as to offer to allow me underwear or pajama bottoms at night. I respectfully declined this offer wanting to not have any crutches. He also cared about my mental and emotional health which is by far the most important thing he could have done to make me want to serve him. I came to the conclusion at the final that I would enjoy being his sub and pledged myself to serving him for a while yet and he pledged himself to teaching me.

And thus the curtain fell on the opening act of the grand story of my journey from regular boy to beloved puppy.

Please feel free to comment on this. I will take any pointers on writing I can get. I know I published this as a blog but I realized it probably belongs here as well.

[Ravenwood]

Act 2- Beginning My Training

The very next day Sir told me that he wanted me to work some on my body. Half an hour of walking and half an hour of riding a stationary bike a day. He also told me to work on stretching my boi pussy by fingering it for half an hour a day. I started that very day and my boi pussy was still pretty resistant to change, but that soon changed. After a few days I was able to fit two fingers and then in a few more 3 fingers.

This continued for about a week before I found out that my family would be going on a camping trip for about a week. Because I had been looking for work at time I took this as an opportunity to stay home alone and focus on serving my Owner. I had recently purchased a dog collar for myself in case Sir wanted me to wear it. When I told Sir what would be happening he was delighted. I received a few new rules that would be in effect while I was home alone. The first of these was that I was only allowed to wear clothes when I went outside. The second was that I was to wear my collar at all times when home alone. The third was that I must apply to 3-4 jobs a day. I was more than happy to follow these rules.

It was during this time that I began to receive tasks to complete when Sir was unavailable. I was assigned to edge and hold it for an amount of time a few times a day. The first few times I tried this I failed miserably. I always ruined it trying my best to hold it in, but I would fail. I immediately messaged Sir and related my failure. To my surprise I was told that I would not be punished for failing at that point but that I had disappointed him. I was hurt far worse by this than I would have been by any spanking, ball smacking, or nipple torture. I resolved then and there to get control of myself and never to go over without permission again.

I was also told that when I went for my walk each day I should sag my pants to show off my ass. Sir said that this was to show off his property and I gladly obliged although still nervous about doing anything at all in public. Then came the order, "Show off my cock in an outdoor place." I grabbed my bus pass and went to the local minigolf course which had very little surveillance and had tall bushes that the course snaked through, figuring this would be the safest place to perform this task. As I started playing through the course I unzipped my pants and pulled out Sir's cock and balls and took a picture sending it to him. When I returned home I was told that I had made Sir very proud. This felt better than almost anything else even better than orgasms.

When we had our session that week I was finally able to moan freely and the first thing I realized is that when I moan, I moan loud. The second thing I realized is that as I get closer to the edge my moans raise in pitch until I could sing at least Alto. I loved the spanking that I received and things were going very well. And the cum! Oh goodness. Eating cum because my Sir commanded it was so lovely and when he had me use my own cum to finger myself. Oh yes. Oh I loved it.

When my family returned home I began to use a stress ball as a gag because I didn't want them to hear me and in order to ensure my privacy I would tell them I was working on my resume and filling out job applications. I enjoyed being Sir's boy so much during that time. Then some things started to change and become something even better than they were before.

Sir was taking so much interest in my life and I used my best judgement to decide what was safe to tell him when he discovered that I know how to play the piano. This led to a special type of session we would sometimes have when I was home alone where I would just play the piano for him while naked and wearing my collar of course. I played him many things and when I played poorly he would comment on it and have me work on it more off the sessions and had me practicing the piano for half an hour a day.

Thus armed with my rules and a basic expectation for my sessions I marched off to the next chapter of my life as Sir's boy. And boy did things change then.

[Ravenwood]

Act 3- Trying New Things

Because I cannot remember the exact time line each thing took place over I am going to split this next part into multiple scenes each dealing with my experiences with something I had either not tried or was learning to like.

Scene 1- Birth of a Puppy

I remember the events leading up to this moment better than I remember most of the others. I had always been curious about the different types of BDSM relationships. I wanted to know more about which kind we had. One day I asked my Sir and he said we had what was similar to a Daddy/Puppy or Son relationship. When I asked what that meant he told me that while every relationship is different these tend to be more involved with emotions and caring stereotypically than others.

That day was the very first time I ever called anyone "Daddy" except for my real father. It was not however the first time I had been treated as a puppy as the very first Dom I ever had had also had me be a puppy before he left. It was however my first time wearing the collar outside as we sometimes went to the backyard so we could play fetch. Fetch was so much fun! As were begging and sitting and playing dead. Daddy taught me a new trick as well, one he called flex. When he had me 'flex' I would make his cock bounce up and down without touching it. Crawling around on all fours and only being allowed to speak in high pitched woofs is delightful. I found myself finding it easier and easier to get into my puppy headspace as time went on. As will be evident I love being a puppy and will sometimes call myself that in the third person.

Scene 2-Pin the Peg on the Puppy

Again I had had a tiny bit of experience with this, but had never really done much with it until I met my Daddy. One day I asked my Daddy if there was anything he would like me to get or find for our play sessions. I received an answer of clothespins, the good old-fashioned wooden type not the weak new plastic ones that snap super easily. At first I was unable to find clothespins and brought some clips for play. What I hadn't realized before I soon realized once my Daddy had me put the clips on... They had teeth. It hurt like hell feeling like they were tearing at the skin of my nipples, but he almost immediately had me take them off. Daddy didn't want to see puppy in so much pure pain yet.

A few days later I had managed to scratch some clothespins together from various places around the house for our next session. I put two of them on a book to decrease the spring tension a little so Daddy would have levels to choose from. The very first time we used my wooden clothespins I kept asking my Daddy where they were usually used. He told me that they were used on the cock, balls, inner thighs, nipples, between toes, and on the sides of ones torso. And I being the curious pup I am decided to try each one as he named it. Admittedly that was not the time my star had shined brightest as I grimaced in pain at the pins as they squeezed my sides and inner thighs. I showed mild discomfort at the nips and cock and balls and nothing at all for my toes.

It was not long before we began using clothespins in all of our sessions. They almost always went on my nipples, although sometimes I also had to put some on my balls and bounce. I loved bouncing on my dildo, but it made my balls hurt when the pins pulled at them. It also hurt when I edged cause the sack would flip all over. Once or twice I was commanded to yank the clothespins off while they were on my balls and cock but after we saw that I had started bleeding from it we agreed never to do it again there. My nipples however had them placed on and torn off over and over and over again and I loved every minute of​ it.

Scene 3- Anal Adventures

We now move on to one of my absolute favorite things that Daddy has ever had me do. I remember in the beginning I was not a huge fan of anal but eventually I was able to find my prostate with my own hand and felt a huge wave of pleasure. It was almost overwhelming, it felt like I was teetering on the edge of orgasm every time I touched it.

I did however lament the fact that I couldn't purchase any toys because I had no transport, but then to my surprise one day Daddy had me give him my Amazon account and put some things on my wish list. A few days later while my family was gone the package arrived. I opened it on camera of course so Daddy could see my reactions. The first thing I pulled out was a set of three butt plugs. The second was a purple vibe. And finally I pulled out a bottle of lube to help everything slide in. My initial reaction upon opening the plugs was one of surprise thinking there's no way that will ever fit in my boi pussy when I saw the largest of the three plugs. It only measured about 2 inches wide by 6 inches tall, keep in mind up to this point I had only used my hand for anal.

That very day I started training with the plugs. I would wear the small plug for a single day before I decided that it didn't give me enough pleasure and ask to use the medium plug. That was a mistake I realized a few minutes after the plug was in as my insides squoze the plug and protested my efforts. We moved back down to the small for daily wear for a few weeks before moving back up to the medium plug. I could feel my hole getting wider as we began using the vibe in our sessions on my favorite setting. As high as it could go with a bunch of short bursts a pause and then a long series of vibrations tickling my insides as I fucked myself. Eventually we moved up to the large plug and after a while my ass was so loose when I tried to use the small plug it shot out when I sneezed. My boi pussy had learned to love being filled, but it didn't stop there.

A few weeks later my Daddy had me add another item to my wish list. A dildo that looked and supposedly felt like a real man's cock. When it arrived I immediately wanted it up my ass and we used it in our very next session. As it slid in I felt the walls of my ass moving to let it's girth in and I felt an electric thrill run through me as it bumped my magic button. Every thrust I made with it rammed my prostate throwing me further and further into my subspace. Once I tried to ride the dildo but was unable to as I didn't have anything to ride it on. There was one downside to this dildo however. It was a pain in the ass to get in. It would squish and bend and in general just do pretty much anything it could to not go in my ass, but once it was in... Oh fuck yeah. It turned me into a little whore hungry for cock in my pussy even though I am still a virgin and never even seen another guy's cock in my adult life. There was another time when I was told that I was allowed to cum as much as I wanted as long as I fucked the cum out with the dildo. I did my best, I rammed myself long and hard, faster and faster, I felt so close and I expressed that through my moans as I shrieked "I'm so close Daddy!!! I'm so close!!!". In the end I was unable to cum from it and Daddy said that it had been a bit of a joke as he knew that I would try my best to do it but fail to.

Intermission 1

This Act has grown very long and so I am going to split it up. Please comment on this and feel free to pm me with any questions/errors in grammar or spelling you happen to notice.

[Ravenwood]

Act 3[cont.]- Trying New Things

Scene 4-Ice, Ice, Puppy

While we used ice once in the beginning to punish me, we didn't use it for a very long time after and I forgot why I hadn't liked it and so began asking if we could use it again. Daddy was quite confused by this and denied my request several times before he finally agreed to use ice in one of our next sessions. I remember being a bit nervous as he said we would be focusing on my boi bits and my nipples. As I rubbed the ice on my nipples I found the sensation of the clothespins heightened making my Puppy cock throbs even harder than usual and rather than falling right away when I placed ice against the head of my cock it grew painfully hard before falling. I had turned around my opinion of ice! There was one place in that area where it was extremely painful to rub the ice however. This was right behind my ballsack where I believe people usually call the taint. Rubbing ice there made me very cold and hurt a bit.

The next time we used ice I was told to take all the sharp edges off by using running water for a few seconds. I was surprised and excited to find out that we would be icing my boi pussy. As the first cubes entered my hole I began to feel chilly but in one of the best ways possible. Suddenly almost all of my sensations were heightened as I felt my insides grow cold. It was wonderful and led to the only time I have ever felt the need to use our safeword. I had been told to put 10 icecubes in and then plug myself with the large plug. Everything was going fine until I had all 10 cubes in. I felt full to the bursting. I knew that I would cause damage to myself if I put in the large plug and after calling out our safeword expressed my concerns and was permitted to go and remove the ice before returning and continuing with our session.

Scene 5- Burn, Puppy, Burn

Alright this title is a bit misleading as I did not actually get burnt. But I was playing with wax. I remember always wanting to try wax and one day I grabbed a candle that seemed to meet all the descriptions of a safe one and tried it out. I didn't do anything stupid like test it on my bits immediately instead testing my thigh. After dripping a few drops of wax onto each I confirmed that my candle was safe and began dripping wax onto my cock. It burned but oh how good that burn felt... I let wax fall on my cock until I had a shell of wax built up. I took a picture and sent it to my Daddy because I hadn't actually let him know that I was going to be trying waxplay.

I fashioned a small​ disk to catch any wax that might fall when I was not holding the candle and we used it in some of our next sessions creating a shell of wax around my cock and balls before smacking it off with a ruler most times. It really was an incredibly pleasurable experience for me.

Scene 6- Don't Get Caught

Daddy also started having me do more and more public and hidden public tasks as our relationship progressed. Even work which had once been off limits had some stuff happen.

It started out with my daily walks. I started going for them with sagging pants then he had me open the zipper so it was possible to see his cock and balls. Then he eventually had me start walking with his cock out the fly. This made me so nervous because I knew that anyone could catch me at any time but at the same time excited me for that very same reason.

At night the day before trash day if I was home alone I would run barenaked to take the cans down and he had me get the mail during the day wearing only underwear and my collar so my collar was in full view. I also had a few tasks in various public places.

At work one time I had to wear my small plug, this was after a while without anal so it stayed in, and I was almost certain everyone could see me walking just a little funny but no one ever commented on it. Usually I love wearing my plug but I started to get uncomfortable as it started to rub against my skin. I also had a task to complete in a McDonald's bathroom. I had to strip and edge for 10 minutes in the stall. The actual task wasn't too bad really but the aftermath!... It was really hot in the bathroom so I started sweating as I edged. By the time I finished I was drenched and I was certain that I smelled strongly of sex as I left the bathroom and took the bus home.

The absolute most nerve wracking task of my life so far took place on a bus. I was told to ride the bus and edge while on it. There is pretty much only one seat the camera and driver can't see very well so I sat there. The only problem is someone else sat in the seat across the aisle from me so I had to be extra careful as I started jerking so I wouldn't get caught. Everything ended up going just fine though and I was able to complete this task successfully and make my Daddy happy.

Intermission 2
My goodness this is a long act but I promise there will be more involved stuff later with a fluent storyline. As always leave comments and questions down below.

[Ravenwood]

Act 3[cont. (again)]- Trying New Things

Scene 7- Cock of the Walk? Balls to That

When I first met my Daddy I had enjoyed some cock and ball torture, but mainly in the form of tying and very rarely slapping them. Boy did that change fast. I soon learned in our play sessions that my Daddy loves to see his cute puppy in pain and what better way to achieve that than to attack him where it hurts most?

We started out, naturally, with plain old smacks to the balls. Some with a ruler, some with the hairbrush I use for spankings, and the ones that hurt worst, with​ a metal spoon. I was often commanded to tie my balls as well, but I always had to be careful as I have a tendency to tie them too tight and that would not end well if left for very long.

One day while looking at porn I discovered the existence of the 'humbler'. For those of you who don't know a 'humbler' pulls the balls back so a boy cannot stand or straighten his legs without causing large amounts of pain to himself. I brought this idea to my Daddy one day and said I thought I could make one using things from around my house. I went about doing this by putting a rubber band tightly around a pen and a long stick, placing my sack between the two and putting another rubber band around the other end of the stick and pen thereby trapping my balls in the end of my sack between the two poles. After placing the poles behind my leg I immediately felt the effect as my sack was pulled taught and my Daddy had me attempt to stand up for his amusement. Needless to say I was unable to stand all the way up because of my new toy. It was also more effective than the rope at extending my balls so they would be more sensitive while at the same time not cutting off their circulation.

Once I was very very bad and had a full orgasm without permission... I was punished with the most painful torture I had experienced up to that point. The punishment I received was sounding, which for those of you who don't know, is the act of putting something down the piss slit and into the cock. As it was the first time I had ever messed up badly enough to deserve it we went a little easier on my cock than we would for future infractions. I was extremely nervous as I lubed up a qtip for the sounding. It burned immensely as it went into my puppy piss slit. I slowly pushed it in until it was halfway in and then I did something I am ashamed of. I begged. I begged to be allowed to remove the qtip but was denied relief for a few seconds that seemed to drag on into an eternity. Finally I was allowed to remove it and I helped a bit as I slowly slid it out while Daddy told me if I did it again I would have to edge with a qtip inserted. After this we continued with our normal session until the end. At the end I was given a choice. I could cum or not cum. I, being a horny little pup, chose to cum. That was a huge mistake. Any pleasure I experienced was immediately nullified by the pain I felt when the juice flowed out. It felt like the inside of my cock was on fire! I asked my Daddy what was happening and he said it was because of the sounding. He said it would also occur whenever I took a piss that day and I can tell you it did. Oh goodness it did.

Scene 8- Cum on Man

Daddy also began having me edge more and more until I had truly given myself blue balls and could spend a full fifteen minutes on or me the edge without going over. This meant that when I finally was able to shoot my load it would be larger and more forceful as it left my body. I managed to reach my face from a lying on my back position once.

Daddy also had me start polishing. This is where you rub the head of the cock after edging. It is one of the most intense pleasurable things I have done but it has almost no chance of pushing me over the edge. I remember one session where I was commanded to cum by first edging then polishing and then repeating until I finally came. While it only took about 20 minutes it seemed like it dragged on forever as I dragged myself up the mountain and was nearly pushed over time and time again getting hornier and hornier as I did but never quite achieving the release I so desperately craved until finally at long last, I came and I had to keep rubbing the head even as I came and it was so so pleasurable! There's no other way to describe it than to say it felt so good that it hurt.

The only other time that stands out to me in terms of cumming was the time when we tried to have me have multiple orgasms in a row without stopping my hand at all so it would involve post orgasm torture. Daddy had me tie my feet to the steps of the ladder on the end of my bunk bed and start jerking off. Pretty soon he commanded me to cum and forbade me from stopping. It felt wonderful as I came but then as I kept stroking my now extremely sensitive cock I started to jerk about a little as my body tried to get away from my hand. I kept at it though but nothing was happening. I wasn't even getting hard... After fifteen minutes or so Daddy told me to stop. I was feeling pretty damn useless because I was unable to fulfill the command he had just given me. I felt much better though once he said that it was my body that was at fault and not me. He would be the one playing with me next time we tried and he would make sure there was more than enough stimulus for me.


At least we can move on to the next act which unfortunately marks the point where our relationship, well I don't want to give any spoilers away, so tune in next time for another episode in the life of Puppy!

[Fei Long]

Woof. Sounds a little intense for my liking, but glad to hear you found a daddy who makes you happy, you lucky pup...

[Xxxbe]

I love this, please keep on posting!

[m55uk4younger]

Nice writing pup, keep it up!

Sir.

[Ravenwood]

Act 4- Things Begin to Wind Down

This happened during the month of November and here we see a return to traditional storytelling style.

My time living with my grandparents would soon end because I was off to college in January. This also meant that I would not be able to serve my Daddy as well, once I returned to live with my family until I went off to college so we planned a grand finale for this portion of my service. I of course was told nothing except that I should gather all of my toys for the session as well as prepare some ice and the candle I use for waxplay.

I had everything gathered and ready for the session a few hours before it was time and sat anxiously with my large plug in as I waited for the scheduled time for our session to begin. Knowing Daddy this was going to be a huge session and last over an hour and I was beginning to wonder if it had been a mistake to ask him to use me roughly.

As always when we had our sessions over Skype I removed the plug at fifteen minutes till the time we were to play. I had showered earlier when I had taken and released some enemas to clean myself out, but even so my thighs were covered in sticky pre cum. It was the result of edging quite a bit thinking about what we would be doing in this session. I knew for certain there would be wax play as well as ice play and as for everything else I had no idea.

The time quickly arrived for us to have our session and I made certain I was in my uniform before we began. This uniform consists of only the blue collar, a little too large, and the dog tag hanging from it displaying the name my Daddy gave me. As soon as I pressed the call button I got into position on my bed kneeling and waiting for Daddy to command me. After exchanging the usual greetings I received the first of many commands that night. Edge. I quickly assumed the position that Daddy favors me in, similar to the way a bottom lies in missionary position, and started jerking my already growing boner. I soon reached the edge and waited for the next command while holding the edge. It came soon after, light the candle and then edge again.

I edged again reaching the edge even more quickly than before. I was told to cover my cock and balls with wax then. I remember that even though every drop of wax burned and made my cock shrivel up I only got more and more turned on by each and every drop. Soon we had a shell of wax covering my entire cock and most of my balls. I was made to smack my balls to make some of the wax fall off. I was then told to put some of the stronger clothespins on my nipples and edge again. Almost as soon as the clothespins were on my nipples I was rock hard again because I have extremely sensitive little boy nips. They are one of the best ways to turn me on.

Now that I had warmed up it was time to cool down a bit. I got the small bowl of ice cubes I'd prepared ready. My first task with the ice cubes was to ice my nipples after pulling off the clothespins. Doing this hurt a lot and made my nipples feel like they were being torn off. The ice didn't help anything either as it made my already sensitive nipples chill and become erect poking out of my chest more. I was then ordered to replace the clothespins and grab another cube.

Things came to a head as things went on and I fucked my self until finally my Daddy said those four magic words "Cum for me Pup". That orgasm was the most intense I have ever experienced and it marked the grand finale of that portion of my training.

We played a few times later, but that was the largest session we had before I went off to college.

I think I'll end here for now.

[Ravenwood]

I'm not sure I'll finish this...

[RinOkumura]

Oh puppy please do finish it kitten loves it so much

[m55uk4younger]

You must always finish a story!

[Golden_Throw]

Pls finish
I love this