“I don't know.... it’s just so lonely around here.” Said the Collie fox hybrid, girl over the phone to her friend. “No,... no,...  I know, I need a man, but I am enjoying the single life.” She carried on. Though today it seemed her friend had had enough of her prattling on, having heard the same story one too many times. The friend got to the conversation she REALLY wanted. “NO,.. i don't know, I think ill hold off on parties until,... Hey that's not fair. NO i will have another par- Yes fine i’ll invite him to next time. Ugh,... fine fine fine,....next week. I’ll have the party next week. Say sunday?


A few more moments passed, and after some more pointless blathering nothing had been achieved. The girl was still lonely, and her friend was no help. With an exasperated sigh she flopped down onto her chase lounge and turned to her phone’s internet to provide her some entertainment. 


The typical adds flashed on the screen, as always with any website, but today one coughther eye. “Lonely? Need a companion? Need someone to do chores? Adopt a ‘Pet’ today!” It said and while she didn't really have any interest in it she still couldn't help finding more out about it. Clicking the flashing ad, she was redirected to an applications page where she could adopt a pet of her choosing with little to no hassle. And as she was pretty well off, the financial pains were also minimal too. In her research she found the most adorable little Cogri boy. “Sooo cute!”She exclaimed, seeing his face, only to be a little sad seeing that his tail was a bobbed tail. “We can fix that” she said starting the purchase process there and then.


Within a week, about 3 days or so, the boy was delivered to her door step. With a sharp rasp at the door, a well dressed otter introduced himself as the owner of the company and then presented her with her new purchase. The little corgi boy was dressed in only a simple sackcloth shirt that was long enough to be a dress really. The boy didn't say a word as he was taken into the house and his final papers were signed. “All of our pets are told to forget their old names, you’ll have to give him one. We will let you get to know him first before finishing the papers up on that front. Say,.. a weeks time?” With that he was gone.


She turned to the newly purchased boy and say that, yes he was well kempt, clean, but,... they didn't ship him with any clothing,... “Well i guess i should be happy enough with that shirt they gave you shouldn’t i? Don't want the whole neighborhood seeing you before i even do. Now off with it boy.” She said as she walked over and drew the curtains in the living room so no one could see in. The boy had simply been standing near a wall out of the way in the living room for the time being, but soon enough he had been ordered to do something which made him blush as bright red as a field of roses. “Y-yes, m-m-mistress...” He said in a sheepish tone with a soft low little boy’s voice. He was small, but for his breed not too small. He was a cub for sure but she didn't know how old and just judging by his looks it’d be hard to say if he was in his teens or not. After all, smaller breeds like his could be fully grown and still be cub-like in stature. One sure fire way to know was  to ask him, but seeing as it would be a possible conflict of interests she knew any answer could or would be skewed towards the middle ground. 


The boy moved to the center of the room as his mistress took a heavy flop onto the couch and smiled to him. “Well? C’mon boy, take it off and show,.. Mistress what you have.” She said the new words feeling strange on her tongue but enjoying it as much as could be expected. The boy did just that, slowly, shyly removing his shirt for her, revealing his sheath which was entirely flacid for now, the little sheath being much more appropriately sized for a cub than a post-puberty corgi. “WEll, looky there, you are a little fella after all. C’mon now, give me a twirrel and bend over, i want to see if it's true that you have a heart shaped butt.” Once more he did as he was told and gave a spin and bent over showing that, yes, indeed, his backside did make a little heart. “Awwwww so cute! But,... your missing something.” She said standing up and clapping her hands together. “Wait right there and don't move! I’ll go get your first two gifts!”


She rushed off into her bedroom grabbing two boxes before coming back in and setting them on the coffee table in front of the bent over boy. She opened the first one to reveal a stately black leather and silver accented collar. Made with supple leather and actual silver plated accents. She quickly latched it onto his neck, tightened it tight enough to almost choke him and then gave his rump an approving pat. “There that's better.” She said before grabbing the other box, not even letting him see what was inside. She walked behind him were the boy heard the box open, the lid being thrown onto the bed, and a soft squirt of something, but not sure what it was, almost like someone squirting ketchup on some fries. Then he felt it, ice cold, and hard as steel,... which was good as it was a titanium encased motorized tail-plug. Without a care in the world for his comfort she popped it in, the rather insane amount of lube making it easy as,... well,.. Buttered buns to do. With a wet satisfying pop it sank into his rump and instantly sprang to life. 


With a loud yelp he moaned out and whimpered, his backside now plugged up and a littrally wiggling buttplug filling him to the brim. “Now be a good boy and keep yo-...” She said as she looked under him to see his shaft had already slipped half way out. “No! Bad boy. You need to get used to this plug being in. I'm going to leave it in 24/7 for the next few days, only taking it out when you HAVE to. And i don't want to see that,” She said poking his tip which made him whimper, and made her finger sticky as it throb and squirt onto it when she did so. “That thing of your out again unless i tell you you can have it out.” The boy whimpered loudly and nodded, his paws still on his knees his back arching as the toy wiggled harder and faster it seemed,... which was true because his mistress was giggling to herself playing with the various speeds and wag modes. 


The mistress grabbed him by his collar having selected a happy, fast wag mode for the boy even if he wasn't happy. She was happy and so the tail was happy. Which made it squirm, wriggle and even vibrate a little in ihs rump, only adding to his arousal, which was now fully exposed. She lead him off down the hall, his cock swaying side to side, slinging pre as it did so while he had to practically run to keep up with her longer legs and happy pace. She got to the end of the hall, pointing to her room all the way forward and his room on the left, which was much smaller by contrast and actually,... was done up for a real dog to live in. It didn't take long to see why. Bruno, the large german shepherd came out of his dog house wagging his tail to see the boy and his mistress. The dog quickly pad over and without so much as a split second’s hesitation started sniffing then lickign the boy’s exposed rod. The boy whimpered aloud and looked up at his mistress with pleading eyes of ‘make him stop!’ as he squirmed from one foot to the other, his mistress just giggled to herself almost to the point of giggle snorting. “Well i'm glad to see you two like each other already. You’ll sleep in here, I'll have a small bed purchased soon for you. And as for bruno, if he wants to do something, best not fuss with your ‘big brother’ after all.” She said with a chuckle and grin, only half joking,... but even a half joked order is still an order, and thus the boy did nothing to stop the dog’s tongue that greedily licked up all the pre off the boy’s rod.


After another few moments, the mistress just watching happily all the while, the dog grew bored or ran out of pre to collect and went back to his dog-house and flopped down in it with a big yawn. The boy on the other paw, was so very hot and bothered now, his little knot even exposed. His mistress looked down at it and smirked, “Well you seemed to enjoy yourself boy. Now, go cook me dinner. Your profile said you can cook, clean and do all manner of chores. Bring me something tasty. I’ll be in my room.


He would do as he was told rushing off to make some food in her kitchen, still nude, still aroused, and still silent. He would prepare a simple dish of sauteed mushroom and onion with browned beef, meaty brown gravy and rice. The veggies mixed with the beef and served over the rice before drizzling the brown gravy on it. He would then make her some warm spearmint tea, and southern iced tea placing it all on a platter and carrying it in to his mistress. The heavy platter made him forget how nude he was, and how aroused he was, ending up inadvertently,... drooling pre onto the platter and mostly into the spearmint tea. 


Only when his mistress pointed it out did he realize it. “You don't expect me to drink that now do you?” She asked pointing down to the tray, and making him blush so strongly and violently that he could have sworn he’d get a nose bleed, or could even taste blood from an internal one. “N-no mistress! I-i-i-i...” He trailed off whimpering aloud pinning back his ears as his happy wagging tail stood in stark contrast to his actual emotions. “I-i’ll m-make you m-more...” he said as he turned to walk out. “No, no, i'm far too hungry for you to start over, besides it’s just the tea that's ruined.” she said patting the table beside her. 


He would set the tray on the table moving his paws to cover his erection now as he knelt beside her like a good boy, the wagging tail momentarily trapped between his feet making the plug in his bottom writhe hard against his inner walls. He moaned aloud as she enjoyed her food, and he adjusted himself with a blush. “Stand up boy, and remove those paws. HArd or soft you are never to hide your mistress’ things from her, understood?” She asked literally pulling his paws away before getting a dribble of his pre on her fingertip and sticking it in her mouth to questionably suckle on it, as if judging a piece of prize winning candy, or tasting the finest wine before she smirked pulled her finger out, picked up the glass of contaminated tea and hefted it up before almost drowning herself with it she chugged it so quick with a mighty “Ahhh,...” after. “On second thought boy, make tea like that EVERY time. Your pre is SO sweet. “ she said with a purr of sorts before setting all the plates on the tray. “Now goodnight boy. Your training starts tomorrow, go sleep with Bruno. I’ll be in, in the morning.” She said with a yawn and standing up to start disrobing.


The boy took that as his que and left instantly, shutting her door behind him. He washed dishes and whimpered looking at his still exposed arousal,... the tail still wagging away happily in his backside making hims moan now and then as he whimpered. He would walk to Bruno’s room and finding a nice soft doggy bed in one corner by the window, he curled up in it and was soon asleep,.... Until bruno decided he wanted another midnight snack and started lapping his rod again which was at that point COVERED with his pre from the little motorized toy in his rump. 


The next day came and went with many things trained, many tasks done, and still his arousal was present for most of the day,... but not all. At one point his mistress had bathed him, and in order to get his rod to go down she turned the shower to it’s coldest setting and sprayed his member with a soft gentle shower. It made his arousal go away for at least an hour... before that toy brought it back. The next day was much the same, and the day after as well... By the third day of his training she’d tied an ice-cube to his sheath’s tip once he was soft again, and sure enough any time he got hard and poked out the ice would cause him to hide once more. By day four, he was able to go all day with only one small incident,..


“Now boy,.. Come on.. I thought we had beaten this. Put that thing away right now.” She said sitting on the couch beside him, her paw petting at his side as they’d been watching tv together. She’d actually just been petting over his sheath and jewels a moment earlier,.. That with the toy, well it was no wonder why he was hard now. But mistress’ wish was her command. And without any ice, cold water or force of any kind he made himself go back down for her on sheer willpower alone. 


“Good boy!” She exclaimed and kissed his head as a reward,... before going back to petting his sheath and jewels, which took all of his mental focus to keep from getting aroused once more... but his big boon and the real lesson was that he could get as aroused as he wanted. He just had to control what poked out of his sheath. He panted and moan whimpering beside her but she paid him no mind and even squeezed at that sheath just to be evil and push his limits. “You know? I was afraid i’d have to keep you hidden away But, if you can be this good tomorrow i’ll have no problems showing you off to my friends.” She said to him which made him whimper more and his tip poke free. He’d learned that the VERY tip of his rod was allowed out. But it was more a courtesy than an exception. It was some allowance to let him control himself before she’d scold him. 


That night his bed had come in, and he got to actually sleep covered up. She even took the toy out of his sore sore sore rump, and let him sleep in total peace, Bruno even avoiding him that night without any pre to lick up.


The next day he spent it all day making food, letting his backside rest, and over all resting himself up for the night’s festivities. He tried his best to ignore the thought of others coming over, and with all the new gifts of bed sheets and the taking the tail out,... he thought she’d give him some clothing to wear. After all he couldn't be nude at a party could he?


Guests started arriving early and surely enough he was told to go wait in his room and not to come out until she came for him. He did as he was told taking the time to actually get to know Bruno, and clean up his room a bit, since the dog did a good job destroying it regularly. 


“Come in, come in! So glad to see you!” Said the Collie girl, greeting each guest like the oldest, closest friend no matter how much she liked or in some cases disliked the guests. About 3 hours into the party her friend she’d phoned earlier that week asked her what she’d been upto since it had been so long since they spoke. “Well,... i got a pet.” She said to the somewhat witless squirrel girl, “Who, Bruno? We already know about him!” “No,... A cute Corgi Boy! Want to see him?” “Well; YEAH!” Said the slightly annoying squirrel in her overly chipper upbeat tones. 


The Collie girl walked down to the boy’s room slipping in quietly and mostly unseen by the guests. “Now boy, its show time.” She said snapping a leash to his collar and holding out his tail-plug. “B-but mistress.... They’ll see m-” “Boy, don't you dare talk back to me. I have guests waiting now put in your tail and lets go.” He rebuttled once more “B-But m-m-mistress i-” She growled and with one hard tug had him back over at his bed, grabbing his collar with two fingers pulling him down face first onto the bed before placing that toy at his backside. And while she didn't intend to lube him up, Bruno’s tongue was already on the case, which made her growl a bit still forcing that toy into him for his insolence. “Now, since you won't do things the way i tell you to first time, i'll treat you like the pet you are. Down on all fours, NOW.” She said as she turned on the tail in his backside and mistakenly hit the unused vibrate function. Hearing it hum to life, and watching the boy practically fall to his hands and knees she smirked, turning it higher and higher to its max. “Mistress can bring pain and pleasure. Please her and she will please you boy. Now, come on.”


She was back to happy and cheerful as she led the boy out into the crowded room. “Hey all, here is my new pet! Everyone feel free to pet and scritch him, he loves it!” She would say smirking as she and her pet became the center of attention for a bit, and enjoyed the limelight. She flaunted her boy, pointed out the several dishes he prepared which were all remarked as being of top quality. Somewhere in all of this, some of her more,... devious friends saw the tail he had and not only remarked on it, but insisted on petting his back.... All the way down to his tail tip, which they tugged on lightly,... one time not so lightly, nearly making the toy pop out making him yelp and this drew attention away from his mistress in a rather deep conversation. She looked down to him and glared a bit as if telling him to keep quiet. Only to spot the fact he was drooling pre onto the floor. She knelt down and sure enough, his rod was about a quarter of the way exposed.


“Well, i guess i need to punish you don't i boy?” she remarked to the quietly whimpering boy who had done his best against all odds. She led him over to one corner of the room that had several bean-bag chairs and the like in it, mostly as an art piece, but all functional. She somewhat threw the pup into one, belly up, and using that leash she’d tied his two wrists together and with one small bit of silk had ran the leash under the beanbag chair and in the big loop at the end attached the silk binding to each of his ankles, as well as placing a spreader bar between his knees keeping them apart. “There, now everyone can see you be a bad boy.” She said to him before grabbing a napkin, one of the huge ones made to set across your lap, and taking some lipstick to it writing “Give me tummy rubs!” on iit before setting it on the beanbag chair beside him.


Over the next few hours, more and more guests came by and indeed did rub his tummy,... his thighs,... his ears, oh how they loved his ears, played with his tail, and oh most definitely let their tummy rubs go ‘too low’ in jesting and teasing. She’d come by once more telling him “Hide it again and i’ll release you to come stand by my side. Understood?” He whimpered and nodded as his ears pinned back and another group of guests came to tease him. “Oh and by the way. As a punishment you have to do it like this.” She said turning the vibrator to maximum pulse mode in his backside.


Within the hour he had indeed gone soft again, never going fully hard or exposed, a testament to his will power and her stern but effective training. Once soft again he was indeed released,... but that wasn't to say his sheath wasn't coated in pre, even his jewels fluffy fur matted with it at this point. He’d whimper, whine, and constantly shift side to side on his knees. Once all the guests were gone, she would lead him over to the chase lounge and flop down tired as can be. “Mmm good boy. You did exactly as requested. For that, you get to give your mistress a kiss.” She pulled up the edge of her skirt and pointed down to her nethers. He couldn't see down there as it was still dark but he crawl up between her knees and planted one soft loving kiss on the warm moist nether-lips.


“Mmmm good boy, now groom mistress,... she is a bit hot and bothered by some of the evening’s events.” She said closing her eyes and relaxing for the moment, letting the boy’s soft, warm, moist tongue clean her slit tenderly. He didn't know exactly what females looked like nude still, but he knew their taste and smell now, and even now his tongue was building a bit of a virtual model in his head. Though she yelped and swatted his ears when his cold wet nose mistakenly found her clit.  He groomed her fur spotless down there, only stopping when he felt something else at his backside, something besides the still wagging tail. Bruno had come out, and was now lapping at the boy’s jewels, the pre on them making them tasty to the dog apparently. “Oh look, someone wants to play.” She said with a smirk, leaning down and with one sharp tug pulling out the boy’s still wiggling tail plug. 


She looked to Bruno, and said only one word, “Mount.” and mount he did. He mounted the little Corgi who whimper aloud and tremble under the weight, surprise, and excitement of being mounted by the large dog who easily found his slightly gapped backside and soon filled it to the brin fuckign his brains out hard fast and heavy. “A-Aie! M-Mistress... H-He is s-s-so big!” He whimpered out were her only reply was to grab his head and force his muzzle back against her slit. “Clean inside too, boy.” she said as he moan against her folds and started doing as he was told, fucked on one end, and grooming on the other. 


He pant and whimper, and before long the dog had knotted him hard and filled him with his seed. The dog would dismount leging over the boy to stand there with his thick throbbing knot in his tight little ass, still squirting string after string of cum onto the boy’s tight walls. The mistress grew bored of his meager cleaning job though, and sighed, standing up and tuggin at the leash, not caring if he was still knotted. He drug Bruno with him down the hall now, the dog growling and grunting as it was lead along just like the boy, making him whimper and moan as his knot was tugged at in the boy’s tight little ass. About the time she got to the end of the hall though the dog’s knot had popped out with a loud wet pop, and she’d not even cared so it seemed. “Don't get a drop of his seed on my bed boy. Your coming with me to bed and your not going to rest until your mistress orgasims. Understood?”


He didn't understand but had no other option but to nod and follow her. The first thing she did was blindfold the boy and then disrobe. Blindfolded he had trouble getting around but didn't have to worry about falling over on all fours. She helped him up onto the bed were she spread her legs and he went back to licking under her close instructions on where, when, how hard, and in what direction or style to lick. But this simply wasn't enough. His small tongue and lack of skill left her panting, but ultimately wanting. She then instructed him on the use of vibrators, instructing him how to use one on her by feel alone. Ending up basically fucking her with it, but something was still missing. In the end, she took the toy from him, shoved it up his backside, fuckign him with it a little to ensure he was as hard as he could get before he took a pair of panties from the dresser and slipped them on him. The panties held in the toy in his backside, along with Bruno’s cum, and their small size didn't hide his sheath only his jewels, but that wasn't their job. Instead she spread her legs again and ordered him to “Mount boy” making him mount her and breed her hard while his little cock throbbed and ebb within her squirting little strings of pre into her. This was nice, a vibrating cock inside of her slit, with full life-like action, squirting pre, throbbing, ebbing, and all of that. Her only regret was that he was indeed so small, but he more than made up for it in tenacity and speed. He pounded her fast and hard, and since she was not sure if he even could cum, he lasted nearly forever. Even if her pleasure was slowly building in small doses, he had the stamina of a cub to boot.


An hour of playing latter, all the licking, fingering, toying, she finally came around his cock, making him whimper as she moaned out aloud, even squeaking a bit when she finally came making him think he’d hurt her. “S-Sorry Mistress!” he shouted, stopped and was 95% of the way out of her before she leaned forward grabbed his panties and pulled hard, forcing that toy hard into his ass now grabbing the panties and pulling them and releasing them, forcing him to fuck her more. 


She rode out her orgasim before being devious in thought.... “Stay here boy,” She said slipping from under him and leaving him on his knees. She grabbed a big glass dildo with a unique shape, the tapered tip with ridges being dragon like in nature. She slipped it into a strapon and knelt behind him removing that vibrator in him, before peeling the panties down to his knees and with one paw on his hip the other at the cold glass, she pressed the tip of that icey rod into his tailhole, soon fucking him plenty hard with just the lube of the dog to go by. She’d also placed a small metal bowl under his cock in the meantime, much like a water bowl for a dog it seemed. And sure enough his pre drool down into it now as he was bred hard and fast by the Mistress.


“I'm curious if you can even cum boy. “ She said with a deeply pleasured growl. She knew he could orgasim in one form or another but wasn't sure how long or hard she’d have to go at him. And so she did it as hard and fast as possible. She pounded his ass filling it to the brim with that dragon cock and made sure he moaned aloud with every few thrusts, but never once touched his cock. Even confusing the poor boy a bit with “Come on boy, keep it hidden for me” As sure enough he was able to keep it mostly sheathed only the first quarter of his little red rocket exposed. After a solid 45 mins of fucking him senseless he finally yelped out, toes curling, ears pinning back and fur on his back standing on end. He came, spraying about 3 solid jets of clear, thick pre into the bowl below, his body not yet making cum as it were. She would smile at this and move the ball, rolling the boy over on his side with her strapon still buried deep within him as she pet him and said “Goooood boy,... now sleep, it's been a long day.”