Dog Days

Dog Days

"Hey, little slut? Are you all there?" My master snapped his fingers in front of my face to try to get my attention. I blinked, looking at him with glassy eyes, opening my mouth to bark happily. My mind had been utterly destroyed. By a session of intense hypnosis. It had been my idea, but he seemed to really want to try it. It worked better than either of us could have hoped.

"That's a good dog. Look at you, not a thought behind those eyes now, huh? That's right, you're just a mindless little mutt now, aren't you?" Of course, I couldn't understand what he was saying. I was too stupid now, but I happily barked anyways. Master led me into the living room, then sat down on the couch. Yanking my leash, he pulled my head right into his lap.

"I think my little slut puppy deserves a bone. Don't you, you worthless little mutt?" He teased, letting his cock free to drape over my face. The warmth of it was divine, pressing into my skin and filling my nose with the scent of his musk. He pushed my face right up against his balls, rubbing his cock back and forth along my face as I helplessly started back up at him. Then, he pulled back and pushed right into my mouth. I gagged almost instantly, but he didn't let up, fucking my face like I was just a toy.

"This is all you're good for from now on. Gonna keep you nice and dumb with that hypno file. You're gonna love being a pet for the rest of your life, aren't you?" Master explained his evil plan to me, knowing that I couldn't understand him.

"You'll be nothing but my pet from now on."