Evil keyholder

G was going to sleep forgetting to try the 9 keys he won last time: this time, one of the keys entered in the lock of the cage, but did not turn; all the other keys were the wrong model and didn’t fit at all. It’s worrying that G was forgetting to try them out: what if one of that was the right one, and he brought it back to Mistress M, back into that locked money box? G had to finish all the keys, then try to convince Mistress M to put the already used ones back in the slot machine, and start all over again… after at least 19 years, and then again…

G was still in pain for his ass, but nothing could stop him to go back to Mistress M’s appointment.

“So… how are you? Nod if you’re ok to continue”

Of course, G nodded.

“Ok so, today we're having new experiences; come here, head here, put this mask on.”

It was a dog face shaped leather mask, with eyes holes that can be blindfolded turning a leather cover on them. “Turn around” Mistress M inserted a buttplug with a doggy tail in G’s ass. Then she mounted some kind of gloves, that were strange: hands couldn’t be used anymore, there can only be close in a fist, no more opposing fingers for G. Then the knee pads were mounted, and a collar with a leash. G seemed a dog, for real; the mask also avoided any kind of speech thanks to the inside gag: it was a big ball that allows only sounds to come off.

“Yesterday you waited for me outside, you were not supposed to. You wanted to go out with me in the evening? Ok, let’s do it then!”

Mistress M stood up, took the leash, and drag G around the room. The buttplug was pleasant, the weight of the tail lets the plug massage the prostate, the knee pads were doing their job, gloves too. “For the next tour in the apartment, I will blindfold you. You can have a tour of my house, but you have to imagine what you feel around you, what you touch and what you crush on. Do not break things!”

G and Mistress M seemed a dog and his owner walking around. Mistress M had a big house, many rooms, a second bathroom; G thought that Mistress M didn’t come twice in the same room, but he was not sure about that. G painted in his brain the map of the apartment, but at a certain point, he felt a door opening. A door that was in the strangest position: the entrance!

G started trembling, but Mistress M dragged him rough and the neck hurted. G understood and followed the lady; they took the stairs, going down the feet were knocking on the steps, but the still red ass was bouncing in a very funny and sexy way, and the massage was very pleasant for G, that started to drip some pre-cum drops. They arrived to the ground floor, and the game was not finished: Mistress M opened the door, and they went outside in the small courtyard. G was blind, can’t see if someone could have recognized him. Mistress M walked outside the entrance, in the streets… G was naked, with a cock cage, dripping, with an assplug and a tail, with a dog mask, can’t speak, just bark, with gloves and knee pads, with a collar and a leash, following a lady in the streets! That was utterly humiliating… but that was not all! Mistress M stopped at a shop, and tied the leash outside; there were also real dogs, they started smelling G and barking. One of them approached G by the back, trying to have sex with him; the buttplug tail avoided this incident. Another one peed near G, that felt the smell and had some steps apart. Finally Mistress M came out from the store, saw the peeing and wonder who did that: “Did you pee?” G moved the head saying no… “A dog can’t use the head in that way… strange dog are you… ok then, I don’t want you to pee in my house so I’ll wait here until you pee.” G has always been cautious and he always pee before going out; he did that before the appointment, his bladder was empty. But the longer he took to pee, the longer he had to stay outside, naked and in such strange cosplay… It took a quarter of an hour to impose the body to pee… and the cage and the gloves made it really difficult. Once done, they started walking… the opposite way from the apartment¡! They entered in another shop, this time with G! “I want a full hair removal treatment for this doggy!” and a rumorous laugh followed. The leash passed to the lady that brought G in the room; then G was made lie down on his back on a bed, plug still in, legs were strapped to some gynecologist appliance, and the lady started applying hot wax to G’s crotch; another lady, or the same lady, G couldn’t tell, was working with a razor to remove armpit hairs. After some working with the razor, the lady stripped off the wax. A very loud shout came off G. The real problem was that, after the third wax stripping, G came. He came and a huge quantity of sperm was ejected… on himself, due to the position. It seems that the lady, while laughing, again, was going to clean it with some paper towel: “Don’t do that, I will bring him to the dog groomer to clean it up!” Another laugh followed.

That was out of the contract, no third person should have been involved, in particular if those are in the nearby markets from G’s home! But, G came and so that was very pleasant!

They waited that the sperm dried on G’s body, then the leash was back to Mistress M: G could now recognize her walking pace. This time, they took the direction towards the apartment. Many people were in the streets, most of them were shocked and angry “do that things in your home, perverts!”, a few of them laughed, some smartphones took pictures, and G could hear the click sound of the app. Mistress M came back to the door, and the doorkeeper was there, working. She approached him, saying: “Hi there, you see? I have a new pet, but I don’t want my neighbours know about it; please welcome him when you see it, but don’t chat with others; I may lend him to you if you keep the promise!”

“Lend?” Nothing about third persons was in the contract! G started to worry a lot about this… his mind was unsure to keep playing this game or not… today was beautiful, G came, but the contract obligations were broken… what to choose?

Mistress M took the elevator: “Now you remember where the house is, I will leave the door open; you take the stairs, you have to clean all the mess you did while going down, I will check if a single drop of your pre-cum is there, you will be punished if you don’t lick it away!”

G tried to point to his eyes with his gloved hand to notice her about the blindness, but Mistress M didn’t understood... or did she? A certain thing: she didn’t care.

G used his arm to “scan” each step of the three floors involved, many of them had some liquid on it: he licked it off. After many steps, G couldn’t remember at what floor he was: he could bark, but what if someone else looked for him? At every floor, he touched all doors, with the risk of someone hearing noises and opening the door, until the right door was found. G finally succeeded and went back home. G was all sweaty, the plug and the situation did their job, for the first time in days he came, and it wasn’t by watching some random internet porn.

Mistress M removed the mask and looked at him, straight in the eyes. G’s face was tired but a smile from ear to ear was stamped on his face, and his thoughts about interrupting this game seemed vanished.