New Beginnings

Chapter 15 

10/12/12

8 a.m 

Awake

My alarm clock blared and I was trying to ignore it, last night wore me out. I decided to give myself another hour and awake the pup at 10 a.m and just tell it that it is 9 a.m, because after all dogs don’t know the time. 

9 a.m 

Once awake and I quickly hop in the shower and think of the day when the mutt will be able to shower with me when it’s fully broken and trained. After the shower I change into my usual uniform of black combat boots, black jeans, black top and instead of black jacket I put on a black hoodie and beanie.  Then I make a protein shake and scarf it down and put the rest in a tiny cup for the mutt. 

I check myself in the mirror before heading out and as always I like what I see. 6’3” me, muscular, well built and aging well for a man my age.

The cold air hits me hard as I leave my farmhouse and it doesn’t take much to picture the mutt being whiny while I train it outside in this kind of weather  

I enter the barn basement with a black hood, cattle prod in hand and the posture shock collar and before entering I check my surveillance app and see that the mutt isn’t moving and is uncomfortably slanted against the railing. I hope it isn’t dead  

I unlock the door and go the speaker app and I start playing a heavy metal song. The  mutt is jolted awaken and frightened and mutters the word “Mum” a few times before it gets its bearings. 

“Good Morning Mutt! I hope you got enough rest and if not I could care less.”

I unlock the cage and it slowly crawls out stomach first, which has also deflated a bit and I order  it to “stand” on its knees and it obeys. I squat down and check its diaper in the back and it feels sorta full with butt plug somewhat within reach.  

I stand back and look it in the eyes, it looks scared and nervous so I give it a slap just because before placing the posture collar on it. 

“I’ve put the collar on five today and the prod on the highest setting which is a 5. Nod if you understand. It nods with the usual tears forming. How many bloody tears does this mutt intend on shedding 

I unchain its paws from behind its back and order it on all fours before hooding it. I kick its ass and order it to craw all while I walk behind it. It obeys and manages to crawl up the stairs and through the small hallway that leads to warehouse from the barn. 

Clean up

After several kicks and stops, I’m back in the room where the enemas took place but instead of the purple creepy lighting, there’s a dim light coming from the ceiling and it to feels ominous.  

I didn’t sleep so well and my body aches and so does my stomach, I pray that God gives me the strength to get through the day and that I find some means of escaping. Now I just have to focus on the task at hand and the man.

He leads me to the squatting toilet where my shit has dried. It’s all over the toilet wall and the floor. It’s embarrassing to see and I turn my head to avoid it. 

The man laughs, 

“I know mutt, it’s normal for dogs to be ashamed of the mess they made. Now stay there while I go get a bucket of soapy water and a sponge.”

I stay silent in fear of being shocked. 

15 minutes or Else

I return with a small bucket and a sponge and place it near the mutt,

“Alright mutt here’s the rules. You’ve got five minutes to clean your shit with this sponge and water. After five minutes, you will spend the last 10 minutes using this toothbrush to clean it and if you aren’t finished in 15 minutes then I’ll add an extra hour to your punishment every minute you spend cleaning over the 15 minutes. You understand? If so say “Yes, Master.”  

I hold up my shock collar remote in case it hesitates and it doesn’t.  It quickly crawls over and grabs the sponge and that’s when I start the timer…

Scrubbing

I head towards the back wall where my shit is most concentrated and start scrubbing very fast and with a purpose. The smell is overbearing again and I cough and gag at it. I move the sponge back and forth till the fecal matter starts sliding down the wall and soon I manage to get the majority of it off and turn my attention to the squat toilet itself and focus on the bigger area there as well. 

The shit won’t budge and I scrub harder that I let out a grunt of frustration which makes the man laugh and then I feel the tears coming and the anger build it. I ignore it and focus on getting this shit cleaned up. Finally I’m able to get my waste to wash off the squat toilet and I push it toward the opening.  Then I get the small areas quickly and return to the wall but before I do the man announces that the first five minutes are up and orders me to place the sponge near the bucket and then he hands me a small toothbrush. I grab it and furiously use it on the wall and the ground. 

The wall finally looks clean enough and so does the ground but I still fear it’s not good enough for the man. So in desperation, I grab the bucket and throw the water on the wall and the ground. The man is unmoved but the squat toilet area does look decent enough.  

Lastly I scrape what I can towards the toilet hole and crawl over towards the man…my fate is now in his hands.

Fate

The 15 minutes are up and I’m actually impressed at the mutt. It actually managed to get clean enough that you wouldn’t know it was used.  The only thing it needs know is a good bleaching. 

“Good boy, now you need to go over it with bleach. Now stay while master goes and makes a bleach solution.”

I return with the bleach mixture and hand it another sponge and tell it the same rules apply to this cleaning. It quickly gets to work going over the squat toilet again and the mutt manages to get it done under 15 minutes again. 

Wash and fade

I made the man happy I suppose…He hosed me down in the shower and made me spread my asshole wide so he could washed that down as well. Afterwards he let me drink something that had the taste of a protein shake, it made me think of the gym and how much I miss it but I also started having flashbacks the night he took me…

Now, I’m back in the room where he tortured me, my ass filled with the same object he inserted last night I assume and the purple wall lights are back on. But as I look at the purple lights I start to feel light headed and the lights gets blurry and it’s hard to stay awake as I lay in a fetal position I was ordered to stay in…I then feel at ease and everything fades…