I heard him turn on the water in the kitchen.  He came back into the room and set something down in front of me and said,

"Boy, what other things might I have in my house that would be Submissive to me?"

"Sir, I don't understand what you are talking about."

“You’re by Submissive.  What else might live in a house that would be Submissive to me in some way?

I paused for a bit.  This was my first foray into the Dom/Sub world at this depth, so I wasn’t quite sure how to answer.  Up to this point, any Dom/Sub play was simply the top taking control, telling the bottom what to do, and otherwise was just a normal fuck session.

Now, I was already well past that point.  Blindfolded, geared up, restrained, a ball gag still resting on my chin…

"Are you talking about a pet…well, a dog…Sir?"

"Good job, Boy.  A pet and a pet that can learn…exactly like a dog.  A pet is submissive to his owner…his alpha.  He is trainable and learns commands.  He obeys those commands without question.  Doesn't that sound a lot like what you were told your job was, Boy?"

"Yes, sir, it does."

"I'm glad you think so because you're going to receive a lot of the same treatment as a pet might and that starts now.  Right in front of you is a clean pet bowl filled with water.  When you need to drink some water, you will drink out of this bowl while on your hands and knees.  You can only use your mouth, not your hands, to get the water.  I'll make sure there is always fresh water in the dish and that you have access to it whenever you need it.  If you understand, Boy, you can drink some water."

"Thank you, Sir."

I couldn't exactly figure out how to position myself.  My hands were still chained behind my back so I couldn’t use them to position myself.  I lifted my head up and inched forward until I was above the bowl, something I only knew by lowering my head until I finally touched the bowl.  Without the blindfold, this would have been easier.

I’ve watched dogs drink out of bowls, so I began to do what they do.  Lap up the water with my tongue.  I then realized if I put both my lips into the water I could suck the water up.  The odd body position of using my abdominal muscles to hold up my body to drink the water without my hands for some reason made me more aware of the butt plug in my hole.

It was at that moment that Ethan, while I drank water from a dog bowl, Ethan began doing to me something I still do to myself to this day.

He began fucking me with the butt plug.  Fucking yourself with a butt plug is different than a dildo, because there is a notably wider base on butt plugs and the opportunity for your hole to close once past it.  In and out, over and over, my hole would pass the widest part and close around the base, then Ethan would pull it back out forcing me to stretch my hole again. 

I had stopped drinking water at this point, and my face was back on the ground.  I continued moaning as Ethan worked my hole.

"Your hole looks great, Boy.  Before we go further though, I want you to feel something else in there.  I want you to try to remember what it feels like for the rest of our time here.  Pay special attention to how it feels compared to the butt plug and also try to think about how it feels different from anything else that might end up inside you.”

I assume he had taken off his jeans when he was in the kitchen because the next thing I knew I could feel the tip of his dick rubbing over my hole up and down repeatedly.  He was going to fuck me and I wanted it.

"Please give your dick, Sir."

He smacked my ass harder than he had my face and said, "Boy, don't speak unless spoken to.  I didn't ask you a question."

He then shoved his dick in, as always, firmly and aggressively all the way down to the base in about a 10 second stroke.  His timing and technique continued to be perfect.

I moaned from the feeling of having his dick all the way in and my hole stretching around the base of his dick.  He began fucking me in a perfect medium speed, each time all the way in and almost all the way out. 

"Boy, are you going to remember how my dick feels? How my dick specifically feels?"

"I'll try to, Sir!  It feels amazing Sir.  Thank you, Sir.”

He pulled out, smacked my ass again, reached through my legs, pulled on my balls, and said "Stand up, Boy.  I'm going to show you where you will be….relaxing…for the next few.........well, for a while."

I stood up, and said "Yes, sir" as he grabbed the chain between my arms and started to push me across the room.  He unfastened the chain so my arms could move freely.

"Boy, reach down in front of you until you touch something."

"Yes, sir."

I carefully continued bending down lower until my hand touched something.  It was metal, it felt like...fencing?  I moved my hand around a bit more, felt the square corners and a bit of the sides and then realized what I was touching.

A dog cage.