Taming of the Bro: Manimal Control

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Hey, you definitely want to take this. Who? Scary mistress herself.

Who are we killing? No way. Give me my phone.

Okay, but just so you know, I've got a new sleep sack that we can use as a body bag. Hello? Hey there! Holy shit, how are you? Nice.

So how many locations do you guys have now? That's impressive. But I seriously think the pandemic turned everyone into kinky fuckers.

I just opened my second and I'm already looking at hiring another dominant or two. Shit, my new assistant asked about getting trained up. No, I'm managing okay.

I make sure not to overbook myself and we have some pre-recorded virtual packages that hold people over. God bless Teledildonics, huh? So not that I'm complaining, but is there a reason you're calling me, asking about my availability? Okay.

Yeah. I've had a fair amount of wannabe male doms bomb an interview with their macho bullshit. Let me guess, you informed him of the gotta take it before you can dish it out policy? Okay.

And he walked out? He didn't. He said what to you? Is he still alive? Do you need an alibi? Because I got you.

Okay. So you want me to what, why? What the fuck am I going to do with him when he mouths off? I don't have your connections.

I can't hacker him into a gulag or whatever. Are you serious? That was one guy.

How is my former project by the way? Glad to hear he's exceeding expectations, but that doesn't make me a fucking dick whisperer. Why don't you just let this guy go? I don't know of a single club in the region that will hire him or even accept him as a member without making him experience some things he's clearly not ready to experience.

If you think he has potential, why don't you? Shit. The fetish ball is this month? Okay.

Yeah. I know that event is your baby, but yeah, I know that used to be my thing, but I'm more of a generalist now. As flattering as that is, I'm going to pass.

My blood pressure's finally back to normal and really you're calling that in now for this twat waffle, but I already did my community service. He's probably massaging your damn feet right now. Fine.

When should I expect him? Okay. Fuck.

I guess I need to go shopping. Yeah. Yeah.

I'll keep you posted. Son of a bitch. Hey Z.

Yes? It's your lucky fucking day. My old mentor is sending us a bratty pup to train and I think your particular brand of crazy will come in handy.

Your Dom training starts Monday, bitch. Now let's go hit PetSmart. Why are we taking him out to dinner? It's always better to have the initial negotiation in a neutral place so that the client hopefully feels comfortable communicating their limits.

Gotcha. But also so I can't strangle the fucker the minute he opens his mouth. Yeah, but if you strangled him at your apartment, there will be no witnesses.

You're a creepy little girl, aren't you? Let's plan on only supervised sessions with the puppy. Okay? Okay.

Speaking of puppies, here comes our boy. Oh, he's handsome. I think the blue leash and harness? But which color? I'm guessing the choke collar.

Not as pretty as the jeweled one. Yeah, wait till he opens his mouth. Hello.

I'm Isla and this is my assistant slash Dom in training, Z. You can call me ma'am for now. And once we get started, well, woof, until I say otherwise, okay? Why would she shoot you? Look, if you want to play with the puppy boys and girls of the developed kinky world, you're going to have to go through the same training as everyone else.

If you want to discuss and negotiate the terms of your training, sit your ass down. If not, go fuck a cactus. I truly don't care.

I only told my mentor I'd offer to train you and I'm doing that right now. Um, Dandruffili wasn't in his file, but he could be on trees and maybe. ..

Not literally. Fuck a cactus. Z.

Oh. Mistress Isla would be an excellent trainer. The subs used to call her animal control because she broke all the puppy brats.

What the? Where did you hear that? Around.

Jesus Christ. And yes, I was the resident pet play specialist for a while, but I'm more of a generalist now. Hey, watch your mouth when you're talking to your mistress.

Jesus, Z. What the fuck? You have to show them your alpha.

Okay. Less discovery channel, more handbook, Z. It won't cause any permanent harm.

It's just very motivational. Tame in comparison to what usually happens to naughty puppies who moth off to their mistresses. Girl, I have so many questions about your childhood.

But she's not wrong. I'm actually amazed you made it here in one piece. See, I like putting assholes in their place as much as the next Dom, but I'm more of a getcha banned from all the bars and clubs kind of girl.

The Dom you insulted? She skips right past the pursuit of happiness bullshit and goes straight for the life and liberty. Most of her clients are hackers, judges, district attorneys, and law enforcement.

She could have erased you from human history physically and legally within 24 hours if she wanted to, but instead she sent you to me because she says you have potential. Me? I just see one more fuckboy in a suit.

So are you in or not? Well, if you say no, I'll inform the club of your decision and within about 30 seconds every kink club in the country will have your face on the too cool to follow the rules list and you'll have to find your puppies at the shelter like all the vanilla people. And then I'll probably go home and rewatch The Last of Us.

Oh, I wanted to see that. I love Pedro Pascal. And I'll make us popcorn.

Thoughts? I have the contract right here. Are you going to be a good boy for us and get to play? Or are you going to be a basic bro and go sulk in your Tesla? Lucky guess.

So are you sure you're ready? Okay. You heard him Z.

Glad to hear it. Kind of. So can we eat now and get drinks? Yeah.

May as well. This is billable time after all. We can dig into the contract once we order.

Oh, I've always wanted to try expensive champagne and pate. I want to see what my cats get so excited about. Girl, you know it's not the same shit, right? Okay.

Let's just get started with page one. Okay. I think we're good.

So Z, would you like to summarize? So you'll live as a puppy during work hours. We'll use the traffic system for scenes.

And if you want to wuss out, you'll say bupperoni. You'll be cleared for every implement you try yourself. And if you make it through the week, you get an invite to the downtown fetish ball as a prospective owner.

And what happens to bad boys? They get neutered. Okay.

What happens to human bad boys when they fuck up during a scene? Oh. Shot caught collar.

That is correct. So last chance to back out. Are you down to hound? Happy Monday, puppy.

Here are your puppy things. Get changed and we'll get you your breakfast. Is that douche yacht seriously going to the bathroom to change into a collar and a butt plug tail? He does realize we're literally going to see his entire naked body all workday every workday, right? He must be one of the dumper breeds.

Seriously. Okay. You can just put your clothes in that basket.

What? Those are knee pads. Like the little stripper ones.

Have you ever tried crawling around for hours on hardwood? I mean, if you want to go without, feel free. I was just being nice.

We are responsible pet owners. Now, let's get you buckled into your little paw mitts. We can't have you trying to use those people fingers.

Absolutely not. There you go. Okay.

If you need to use the restroom, just nudge this little bell. Oh, we were having coffee and pastries. Are you hungry? Bad puppy.

No talking. She's right. It's one woof for yes, two for no.

Pastry? No? Suit yourself.

Coffee? Okay. Cream? Sugar? Alright.

Zee, would you please pour the puppy some coffee? Here you go. Why is he looking at us like that? I'm wondering that too, Zee.

Does the wannabe pet play dom not know that dogs don't drink out of cups? Well, it's good that we're here to train him. She even bought you an insulated yeti bowl so your beverages stay at the ideal temperature.

Yeah, that thing was like $40. So, sip up, puppy. And those are fresh ground beans, so I expect to see a tail wag at least.

A lick would be better. I don't think you want his teeth near anything lickable right now, Zee. I don't mind the occasional bite.

Plus, then we can try the new muzzle. True. Oh, look who decided to enjoy his dark roast.

Mmm, good boy. Fucking dog. Okay, puppy, it's time for lunch.

Don't worry, it's not kibble. Nope, only high-quality raw food for our spoiled-ass boy. Sashimi and sushi rice with edamame.

Oh, look at that. Zee even shelled the edamame for you. I'm a good dog, mom.

When you're done, you can either play with your toys. If you roll that treat ball around enough, Belgian chocolates will fall out. Or take a nap in your bed.

If you're not a dick, you might even get snuggles and pets at the end of the day. If you're a very good boy, you might get naked pets. Damn, puppy can really move when he's motivated.

Have to keep that in mind when we officially start training tomorrow. Speaking of which, what kind of treats did you get? Girl Scout cookies.

I got enough for us two. Good fucking girl. Okay, almost done for today.

Last up is common commands. Let's check your form. Zee.

Sit. Sitting on your knees with a tail between them is fine. Oh, good boy.

Another half of a thin mint for you. And one for me. And me.

Now down and roll over. Come on, puppy. She said roll over.

Okay, what is the problem? Your hard-on can be seen from space, so I know you're not hating this. Why are you looking at your.

.. Oh. Yeah.

You're gonna have to tuck your pelvis a bit and clench to keep your tail in place and out of the way when you roll over. Take some practice and a strong sphincter. He looks constipated.

Are you, puppy? Because I have an enema kit. Aww, what a cute little whimper.

I think puppy likes that. He looks so surprised. Aww.

Someone just found their prostate. Yeah, he did. Who's earned a belly rub, huh? You have.

Aww. Give him some head scritches too, Zee. What a good boy.

Now up. All the way up. Good.

Here's half a Samoa and a head pat. Now shake hands. You got it, puppy.

Perfect job. And with a minimum of stink eye too. I think the puppy has earned a bigger reward.

Zee, you want to grab the goodies? Right away. Back down, but up on your knees until she gets back.

Here we go. Now, I'm going to stroke this obedient little cock while Zee plays with your tail, pet. I'm going to express your anal.

Nope, not doing that. Just some plug fucking. We can totally drop the super literal pet language when we're doing sexy stuff, Zee.

Okay. Here we go. Good boy.

Hey, keep those haunches still. Didn't you say? People have haunches.

Probably. Look, I know it feels good, but I need you to stay put and take what you're given. Understand? Good boy.

Shit, Zee. Maybe start with level one. I think you just levitated a bit.

I wanted to see how I had went. So if you're really bad this week, I'm going to take a long lunch and let her dog sit. Oh, what pretty puppy whimpers.

Some puppy's starting to get into character. Let's see what happens when I give the head a little bit of extra attention. Oh, even louder whimpers.

Move the plug in and out, Zee. Let's see if we can get our boy to howl. That was a very sexy sound.

But was that a sound puppies even make? Didn't sound human to me. I'm going to grip him a little bit tighter and go a bit faster now.

Why don't you run a finger back and forth across his taint while you're fucking him with that plug, Zee? Oh, I think he's getting close. Are you getting close, puppy? One look for yes.

Oh, good boy. The bestest boy. And that's enough for now.

Go to your crate. Was that a human curse word? It sure was.

And look at that expression. Zee, grab the bone gag. Right away.

Got anything else to say? Because Zee has come up with some really creative puppy penalties. Or you could always safe word.

And I can get all the damn dog paraphernalia out of my house. Here it is. Did he safe word? Nope.

Not yet. Did he speak like a person again because I brought the. ..

Two woofs. Excellent choice. Open up, puppy.

Okay. Get your ass to your crate. And if I see those paws going anywhere near that dick, I'll put the ones with sandpaper pads on you.

So, when do we get to play with the electro stim toy? I figured we'd strap that on tomorrow. After the pet play meet up.

Think he'll play nicely with the others? I'll peck the muzzle too. Yeah.

Good call. Alright. Business hours start in five minutes.

What's the problem? Cock is all strapped in. Now sit.

What do you mean, where are we? What does it look like? Now play bow.

Zee, what the fuck is a. .. Oh.

That's new. I figured it would come in handy. Plus, it's cute.

It really is. Look, this is a weekly meet up for local pet play people. If you want to have your very own puppy girl someday, you're going to want to come here.

And if you want to bring her here, you first have to be here as a pet yourself. Jesus, have you still not figured out how all of this works? Not the smartest breed for sure.

At least she's pretty. Stay put. Zee's putting in your new tail plug.

It's a bit fluffier. Consider it your formal tail. I even brushed it first.

And you are officially on the puppy clock. So, after this, remember how you had electro stim toys on your desired clearance list? Was that a growl? I'll allow it.

Now, we can do this one of two ways. Either you go play nice with the other pups and kitties, and later we'll show you how electro stim stuff can be used as a reward for good behavior. Or, I can show you why shot collars are so effective at behavior modification.

What's it going to be, Cujo? Good boy. Ha ha ha.

He just got his ass sniffed. And it's getting sniffed again. And again.

Zee, why are there a herd of pet players crowded around our boy's ass? I used a ginger lube on the plug. You did? Why? That was on his list, too.

Hey, buddy. How was your butthole today? Play ball.

Now stay still while I put your tail in. Whoa, what was that yelp for? You didn't use ginger lube again, did you? Of course not.

You did use lube, right? I did. I just killed the metal part of the plug so it would be more soothing.

In the fridge? The freezer. Jesus Christ.