Thursday, January 29, 2009

A "Thank you" to my Handler


thank YOU SIR - *MASTER*

You make me the pup that i am - i am *Proud* to wear your collar!

This last visit was the ultimate: right from the moment You opened the door in your *fantastic* rubber skin-gear and Rangers - and let me bury my muzzle in Your fur and lose myself in Your smell whilst you stripped me and returned me to my natural rubbered state - every "good boy" sending shudders of pleasure through me... And then You telling me to bring my "toys" and follow you upstairs to the play-room...!!

You lying me down on the massage couch - head back, neck lengthened, throat relaxed - letting me practice, teaching me to relax and trust You - to open and take you deep inside me - that incredible feeling (not just physical, but *emotional*) - of trusting you, of being open to You, of wanting to please You and loving that You enjoyed teaching me - both how to please You, but also how to be a *real* man...

Then up on all fours - gloved and hooded with my true pup-face, and the perfect feeling of the gag filling my mouth (and the taste of your breath down it and into me). Seeing the red sheath of my dog-cock - dripping with the accumulated juices of my doggy-arousal - knowing You are taking great pride from the sight of Your dog, displaying and aroused and every inch utterly the dog that You own and love...

And then later lying on the coach the other way, seeing my own shining rubbered body - fantastically sexualised and controlled - feeling that skin encase me, transform me, eroticise me.... Looking between my own spread legs and seeing YOU there, towering over me - half in domination, half in protection - bearded and booted, looking spectacular and masculine and beautiful and utterly the rubber Master of every fantasy i have ever had...

Seeing the intensity on Your face as You prepared my hole: seeing Your care for me there, and the hunger too - seeing that look firm and change as You felt your dog's hole open up to you, hungry and willing and eager to please You - and to feel You inside me, making me complete.

Feeling the unbelievable *INTENSITY* of YOU deep inside me - the brush of Your rubbered thighs against my arse and the feel of your balls against my crack - and realising *just* how deep you really were - and how open to you i had become: my fuck-hole as loose as my throat - and each as eager as the other to compete for Your pleasure...

Your dog, your boy - your little pup...

And the same again in the morning - lying there in my boots and jacket - You in your chaps and the Wescos. Losing myself in You - ON you. The tenderness with which you kissed my boots resting on Your shoulders - the grin You gave as your pup squirmed and grunted underneath You... The incredible *weight* of You when you pushed down on me - whilst i begged You to fuck me and make me your dog again...

And in between that perfect endless night and wonderful morning, nuzzling up to you under the duvet - sleeping with Your arm around me: so that even in sleep i was aware that You protected and guarded me - and knowing that with the morning would come more chances to love you and serve you - and be every inch YOUR DOG and Your friend.

(and then, later, saying i could share this email on my Blogg - so everyone would know how good i feel to be Your pup...)

Well Sir - what can i say except


Wednesday, January 21, 2009

A dog's guide to life

Can't claim this one as my own - but it *does* express so much of what it feels to be pup in your heart - and perhaps is a good guide to living even *without* a collar...

A dog’s guide to a good life…?

  • When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
  • Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride
  • Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy
  • Take naps
  • Stretch before rising
  • Run, romp, and play daily
  • Thrive on attention and let people touch you
  • Avoid biting when a simple growl will do
  • On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass
  • On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree
  • When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body
  • Delight in the simple joy of a long walk
  • Eat with gusto and enthusiasm. Stop when you have had enough
  • Be loyal. Never pretend to be something you're not
  • If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it
  • When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them gently.

Thursday, January 15, 2009


So much play is simply about TRUST - and the depth that genuine Trust can give between two people...

This last visit with Handler, much of the training and play was about deepening that bond of utter Trust that exists between Man and hound - both pup learning to relax and Trust and let Master control it - and Master to Trust Himself with the level of control the pup offers Him.

Trust comes from the care each takes of the other - from the concern and friendliness that they express in the out-of-scene interactions as much as in the playroom.

Trust comes from experience - each of the other - from knowing that the Master will play the scene to the pup's experience and abilities - but that He will also not let the pup get away with not giving it's best, by being lazy or fearful.

Trust *gives* the pup a complete freedom to relax, and trust, and submit - knowing that the Master has it's leash and will guide it down to where it will give and feel purely and perfectly "pup".

Trust gives the Master the freedom to play and seek the pleasure He wants - knowing the pup will follow - eagerly and with passion.

Trust helps to build that non-verbal bond that lets each know what the other wants and needs, almost before the command comes.

So i want to say "Thank you" to my Handler - for teaching His pup so much about Trust.

And pup *DOES* Trust it's Man. it *knows* that He would not and could not harm it, that He will protect and care for it - and that He will guide and train it to be able to explore more, experience more - *give* more. And that together that level of Trust will take them *both* to places and depths that neither has been before...
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