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Alex fidgeted and started to move his hand up to feel the collar around his throat before he dropped it back down again. The movement was short and jerky as he drew in a breath and let it tremble out again. He had been told not to play with the collar several times in the last few days, but it was still hard for him to get adjusted to the feel of leather resting against his bare flesh. His wedding band jangled noisily against the ID tag, even when he tried to keep it hidden beneath a shirt it always made noise. Though it wasn't often that he was allowed to wear clothing. He was only allowed to don them when he went to work, but the moment he stepped into the door he had to shed them again to be a perpetual state of nudity.

He glanced down at his lap and squirmed as he felt the cool air brushing against his bare flesh. His breath came out in a slight rush before he forced it to calm down again. When he glanced up he found himself staring straight at his wife's amused eyes. She hadn't said a word, but that one glance made his cheeks darken into a rich dark red color. He bit his lips and lowered his eyes again. She'd told him that he was supposed to sit and stay. Both commands had been used often, but this time they weren't in the safety of their home or even the dubious safety of the farm house. He sat in the parlor of a house that looked as if it had come straight from the Victorian era. The windows were open and the only sound came from the faint whirr of the fan and the dull sound of voices in the distance.

He was sure someone else was here. The house wasn't just a house. The drive way hadn't been a residential one, it had been segmented off to allow for multiple cars and most of them had been full. The front door had been unlocked and Lori had moved through the house as if she'd been here before. He'd simply followed along until she'd told him to disrobe and forced him to sit down on a low cushion. He didn't know why he was here, he just knew that he was growing increasingly uncomfortable with the sound of foot steps and the murmur of voices in the back drop. He felt as if at any moment someone was going to stride in and demand to know why a naked man was sitting in their sitting room.

"Lori-" He started and then the look she shot him made him snap his jaws shut and swallow the question. His blush only grew hotter along the upper portion of his cheeks and he lowered his head again.

How could he possibly describe how she made him feel? It embarrassed and upset him that she treated him like a dog, that she made him obey her, but at the same time it made him flushed with desire. He obeyed her as much out of habit as he did for the ability to please her. The rare praise that he got just made him strive harder to earn it. No matter how much humiliation was given to him, the soft touch of her hand or her voice purring his name made him melt. It had become a part of who he was. Even to the point of ignoring his own embarrassment at being nude in a strange house. He had faith that she would watch out for him in much the same way he had watched over his own pets. Even the embarrassment made him squirm with subdued pleasure. He could almost remember a time when being humiliated hadn't brought lust along with it.

"Ahh Lori! You finally came to see me." The voice was effeminate and crooning, and unmistakably male. Alex jerked his head up as a slender form padded into the sitting room.

The man was slender and built like a dancer. The short blond hair had been styled into gelled spikes on top of his head and bright green eyes twinkled with laughter. He moved with a lazy grace that made him stiffen up in suspicion as he approached Lori. The man grinned down at him with a sly look before he leaned down to kiss his wife on the cheek. It made his chest tighten slightly as he twitched and tried to keep his head angled away from them before he could get himself in trouble. He balled his hands up and forced them to look down at their feet. A move that only worked for a few moments, because the stranger's hand caught beneath the edge of his chin and forced his gaze upwards.

"Oh he's lovely. I have just the outfit for him! And he's enjoying the collar?" The man's boyish face grinned down at him before the emerald eyes looked over his body in an intimate manner that made him shrink down a bit.

"He is indeed, I think it looks perfect on him." The long fingers moved up to touch his tags and teased it back and forth. "And I like the tags, they're a nice touch."

"I thought so as well." Lori moved and Alex jerked his head backwards and peered towards his wife nervously. "I hope you have something that will suit him. He's looking too plain being nude."

"I'm getting clothes?" Alex perked up and ran his mouth before he could stop himself. The moment he did the man's finger tapped him firmly on his nose making him jerk backwards.

"Oh, you'll be getting something. Let's go on upstairs. I had one of the girls put out what we needed and we'll have him right as rain before you know it." The man stepped back as Lori's fingers snapped for him to stand up and follow.

"You've always had wonderful taste, Kyle, I'm sure whatever you pick out will suit him perfectly." Lori's arm hooked through Kyle's as they turned towards a set of broad stairs. He followed behind with a sense of dread growing.

The upstairs was just as luxurious as the downstairs, but was slightly more decorous when it came to the doors being nondescript save for elegant numbers. He could hear sounds from behind them, but they were muffled by the walls. The room that Kyle led them into was plain enough and, to his relief, it didn't have a bed in it. It only held a set of comfortable looking chairs set in either corner with the main part of the room open to viewing. There was a small stool sitting there and when he turned his head to watch the door close he noticed the entire back part of the wall was a solid line of mirrors. Alex swallowed as he stared at his own nude form, but he wasn't given a chance to gape at himself though. Kyle's fingers hooked along the D ring of his collar and hauled him forward.

"Stand," The words were firm and were given in the same tone that Lori often used. With shock he let himself be dragged onto the stool. "Lori, you sit back and relax. I'm going to get him dressed up and let me know what you think, hmm?"

"I hope you've picked out the lavender." Alex turned away from his own naked form in the mirror to watch Lori drop down into one of the chairs. "He looks far too washed out in other colors."

"Trust me. I got the video you sent me and the pictures. I have the perfect outfit picked out for him."

Alex licked his lips and looked back at the mirror and stared at his own reddened face. The only clothing he wore was the collar that stood out against his pale skin. The tag caught the light as it shifted with the movements of his body. It made him uncomfortably aware of his nudity and the fact Kyle was moving around him with little care to his own situation. He tried to keep his eyes averted as the long slender fingers trailed over the curve of his chest and then down lower. He failed keeping still the moment cool fingers brushed right against his balls forcing a yelp to escape his mouth.

They were gone again almost as quickly as they came, but he glanced over at Lori desperately. She didn't offer him any reprieve as the man wandered to one side of the room and opened up a small closet. He tried to keep his eyes away from the stranger, but a flash of pale purple drew his eyes again when Kyle turned around. The slender man held something that was light and airy looking over one arm and displayed it for his wife's approval. It took him a few breaths to figure out what it was, but when he did his ears pounded in time with his heart beat. It wasn't just some fabric that was being shown off, but an actual top.

The top wasn't substantial at all. The fabric was nearly see through and only had a hint of color that was pale at the top and darkened to a richer color towards the bottom. The edge of the material was trimmed in intricate looking lace made of something silver and metallic looking. It was obviously meant as lingerie, and of the sort that would provide a man a glimpse at the breasts and nipples rather than covering them up. It was something that he would have adored seeing Lori in at another time in his life. Now it was being displayed for her and he watched the approval light her face before Kyle turned towards him with a grin that made his stomach twist up.

"Arms up, boy." Kyle's voice was sharp and commanding. Alex glanced at his wife and sucked in a breath before lifting his arms up.

The spill of fabric was soft and teasing against his bare skin. He could feel it brushing along his chest and trailing all the way down along his stomach. The lace caught against his upper belly and made him tense up as the man slid in close behind him. Kyle didn't touch him, but he could feel the warmth against his back as the agile hands tugged the material over his head so that the straps fell along his shoulders. The lacey edge fell past his hips and he could feel the rougher silver material brushing against his member. His eyes flicked up to the mirror as he dropped his arms down and took in the sight of himself. The top of the outfit came to peaks meant to hold the round swell of a woman's breasts, but instead lay over his chest so that he could see the darker circle of his nipples.

Alex wasn't given enough time to speak or say anything, not a protest or a question. Kyle's hand pushed firmly at the small of his back and gave a shove that was firm enough that he dropped down from where he had been standing on the stool. The young man had a commanding air that drove him to obedience, no matter how badly he wanted to stop himself from listening. He lifted his leg up as a pair of pale purple thigh highs were brought out and slid over one foot and then the other. It wasn't just the humiliating of having them slid up to encompass his legs, that he could deal with. It was the flush of arousal that made him squirm against the stool.

Kyle's hands were business like, but gentle and the material stroked over his skin so that he started to breath just a bit faster. It was humiliating, but the brush of the material clung to his body and the top teased over his nipples as well as lower. He lowered his head slightly to keep himself from catching his gaze in the mirror as the dresser tugged at the nylons to ensure they were in place. The back of his hand was nearly brushing against his member and it made him suck in a breath. He knew that he was starting to grow plumper under the brush of the light fingers tracing along his calf. The touch seemed to be used to find the loose nylon and pull it taut, but to him it felt incredibly erotic.

"Did you want me to make the panties fit a bit better?" Kyle's voice was a lazy drawl and Alex jerked his gaze down to find the graceful man's eyes locked on him. "As it is, he's going to be lumpy in all the wrong places."

With the last word one of the fingers moved up and trailed just under the rise of his length. The touch made pleasure blossom through him and to his embarrassment he arched his hips upwards into it. The brief sensation was over too soon, but not soon enough to stop the way his shaft started to swell out. He had never been this sensitive before his wife had taken him at hand. He'd never just gotten hard from a brief touch. But in the months that had passed, he'd found himself starting to become overly sensitive to the slightest touch. His wife only had to brush his hip and he'd find himself starting to breath faster and arching into it. That Kyle got the same response made him feel a momentary stab of shame.

"I think that's wise. You did mention that you had the charms for his collar that I requested?" Lori's voice lilted and Kyle stood up with a boneless grace.

"For you, my dear, anything." He executed a bow that made Alex smother a touch of jealousy before he produced a small leather jewelry box. It looked like one that anyone would get when buying something from a jewelry store. Nondescript and discrete. "Now, pick out any one you like and we'll give it a trial run while you're here."

"Anyone one, hmm?" Lori's voice was a rich purr that made Alex lift his head up and watch her closely. "I think we'll go with that one then, it's the one you mentioned for this outfit."

"Ahh, yes it is indeed." Kyle's voice was smooth and polished. "One of my favorites, though there is another that will give him a more... appealing appearance to make the outfit work, this one suits him just as well."

When the man turned around Alex half way expected to see him holding some new torture or toy. He'd almost been ready to find him holding a cock ring or chastity device that his wife tormented and teased him about. Instead he held a small golden charm from a matching ring. It was in the shape of a stylized dog bone. It looked like something someone would put on a fancy lap dog or perhaps wear as a charm in honor of their furred companions. He let out a breath he'd been holding and relaxed. He could deal with another charm on his collar. It was no where near as embarrassing as the outfit he was currently wearing after all.

A finger slid along his chin and tilted it back as his collar was tugged forward so that Kyle could get at the D ring. He held still and let his eyes slide back to his wife longingly. It was important that he come here and have this done apparently, but he would have much rather stayed at home with her. He didn't like strange people handling him so familiarly and the outfit made him uncomfortable as the silver lace caught against his half hardened shaft. He tried not to fidget as the ring was fastened into place and the charm clicked down onto the ID tag and his wedding band.

It had barely been dropped down when he felt the first tremor shaking his body. At first he thought it was in reaction to the fingers that ran along the line of his chest and trailed lower to tease his stomach. His teeth chattered slightly as his vision blurred and he let out a muted noise and found Lori leaning forward with an avid look on her face. He tried to call out her name but something like heat burst through him and he let out a harsh noise. The heat centered on one part of his body and he stumbled backwards as he looked down at his cock. His legs tangled briefly in the stool as he fumbled for the edge of the outfit he'd been forced in. He watched as his shaft hardened and grew firmer with the electric heat building inside of him.

He wanted to get off the stool, but Kyle's body slipped behind him so that the taller man blocked him. A pair of hands slipped around him and held firmly as he could feel the heat building to the point where it was no longer near painful, but pleasurable. His stomach tensed up and he drew in a sharp breath as he glanced up at the mirror. The soft sheer fabric of the top did little to hide the fact his body was growing more eager. The swell of his cock raised up the fabric away from his body and even that small touch was a sweet torture. It brushed over the sensitive glans and teased against the nerves that were making him arch his back against the man who held him in place.

"Don't want to ruin my work." The man moved down to catch against the edge of the top and pulled it backwards. Alex muffled a whimper as the lacy edge spilled onto his stomach leaving his girth free.

He jerked his head up and could see Lori watching, her upper body leaning forward as if she wanted closer to the action. The slender fingers of the man wrapped around his shaft and pulled from the tip all the way to the base. The movement sent another electric thrill through him and he could see that the sensation wasn't just his imagination. As the fingers pulled around the tip it started to darken into a deep crimson. The fingers massaged around the edges while the blunt round thickness started to become tapered beneath the steady touch. The fingers moved up along the underside of his glans while he arched his back and gave a short thrust upwards so that a syrupy dribble of precum came from him.

The tip came sharply to a tip as the changes began to roll downwards along his girth. He wanted to pull away from it or open his mouth to protest, but the fingers massaged towards the base with a squeeze that made him jerk forward. His eyes hooded slightly while he felt the flesh growing more sensitive as it darkened to red. The veins stood out as the skin glistened and the change continued all the way down to the base. It wasn't until he felt the fingers wrapping around him that he realized that it wasn't just the normal sensations of being aroused. He could have dealt if it was just desire to be touched or arousal, but each brush of the finger tips aroused more sensations then he'd ever felt before. The lightest drag of the finger tips made him yelp out and give hard short bucks.

Alex sucked in a breath and kept his eyes open as he felt Kyle pressing against the line of his back. The arms trapped him in place as the fingers began to work around his base. He could feel the blood starting to gorge the flesh while he tensed up. It was similar to the sensation he got when he was about to reach climax. When he looked down he watched a bulge forming right at his base. It was wide enough that Kyle's fingers were forced apart as he tried to wrap around it. It didn't make sense at first. His mind was fogged with desire and need that made him only think about trying to get more sensation from the fingers that pulled around him. His newly tapered tip let out a constant dribble of watery precum as he bucked his hips up and felt the fingers tugging against the swollen base.

It wasn't until he watched soft pale fur forming along the lower portion of his belly and trailed down that he let out a muted cry. He tried to jerk away from the touch as the fur formed just along the base of his cock and formed rolls of fur that formed something familiar. It wouldn't have been something he recognized if he hadn't become intimately familiar with the form of his dogs. A sheath was forming just beneath the swollen bulb of his base as it spread wider and wider. The fingers pulled upwards with a lewd wet noise as it tugged along his crimson girth all the way towards the tip. A hot spray of precum erupted against his belly as he swallowed and fought back the desire that was threatening to overcome his panic.

"It's a dog cock.." His voice cracked slightly as he jerked his head up and lookd back to see Lori's face grinning over at him.

"Of course it is. You've enjoyed the dogs so much, I thought perhaps you'd enjoy coming a bit closer to them." She purred to him as the fingers suddenly gripped down tightly around his base.

"Oh stop struggling." Kyle's voice was teasing in his ear. "I can tell how much you like it."

The fingers massage around his base again until a sharp breath comes out in a high pitched cry. He watched in the mirror as his balls started to grow furred as well until there was a patch of pale fur against the smoothness of his skin. The sheath was pushed down around the base of his cock. Just staring at that made him swallow roughly. There was nothing human in that part of his body. The violet crimson girth pulsed against his lower belly and left wet splatters against the feminine top. He tried to pull forward away from Kyle's hold, but the man tightened one arm around his waist and started to move his fingers up and down a bit more firmly.

It wasn't just that the fingers made him want to buck up into the touch, but the fact he could feel the loose pants against the curve of his naked ass. He could feel without a shadow of a doubt that the other man was enjoying his position of power and the covered shaft was resting right along the crease of his rump cheeks. The only thing that prevented it from being something to worry about was the fact the other man still had on his pants. The rolls of the hips just pushed the covered shaft up harder against him as the hand started to pump faster from his tip down to his base.

Alex could pick out the wet sounds of his precum being worked over the slippery smooth length. The fingers massaged and squeezed against him as the chest pushed in a bit more firmly against his shoulders. He was forced to lean forward and when the other man gave a sharp buck he stumbled forward off the stool. His hands moved up to lay flat against the grass while the pulling fingers had him bucking forward. His hips jerked hard and fast trying to thrust through the fingers. Each thrust forward pushed the fingers around his swelling base before yanking back to rub his tip over them. A constant stream of precum trailed over the finger tips while his breath came in short hard rushes.

Lori's eyes met his own as he looked up along the mirror and his cheeks burned hotly. He felt almost like the animal he had been made to resemble. He sucked in a breath and let out a breathy whimper as his knot started to swell open wider and wider. He wanted to stop himself from giving in, but each stroke of the palms made him push ever closer to his release. The hips that ground up against his ass made him push back against it as he squeezed his eyes shut. The view of his wife watching so avidly leaving him didn't stop the desire that made his heart beat pound in his ears.

His balls drew up tighter between his legs as he started to jerk his hips in a series of hard bucks. His tip grew more swollen and he opened his eyes to watch as his knot swelled open wider and wider. Kyle's fingers were forced apart so they slipped down to wrap just behind the knot. The pressure of it gripping at the sensitive point made him let out a final cry and his hips locked into place. His entire body shuddered with pleasure as the seed was forced up along the newly formed shaft and a thick rope of it spilled out of the pulsing tip to splash up against the mirror.

Once it started he couldn't stop himself. His balls tensed up as time and again the thick wetness was forced up along his shaft and splashed against his reflection. His fingers balled up against the smooth glass while his hips gave a short bucking push forward. The moment he felt the fingers tense up around his knot another rush spilled out of him. Kyle's hold on him tensed up and gave a squeeze against his chest. The smooth sheer material caught against his nipples while his breathing came out in shivering rushes. He gave a rocking push of his hips sending out a final spill of creamy seed before coming to a halt.

His chest rose and fell as he tried to catch his breath. The loose lavender fabric was pulled tight against his chest, held in place by Kyle's hands so that it didn't get into the thick seed that was drooling out of his tip. He squirmed slightly and lifted his head up to glance back at his wife. Lori's grin was smug and aroused, her eyes sliding down along him in a way that made his stomach tense up. His dark red cock flexed from the swollen base to tip in reaction to that look. For a moment he couldn't think about anything except the fact he was being looked at with obvious desire. It was a look he hadn't seen in quite a while, well at least not directed at him.

"I see it all works the way it's supposed to." Kyle let out a soft laugh and the fingers trailed up to rub right against the very tip of his cock. The fingers teased in circles that made him jerk his hips forward with a tremor of desire.

"Yes it does. I'd heard you were the best at making these charms, but I didn't truly believe it until now." Lori stood up and Alex tilted his head to watch her hungrily. The sight of her body enough to make the need spike up again, despite the fact he'd just climaxed.

"I assume you read through about my fee?" Kyle's voice was drawling and amused, but his hips wedged up firmly against his ass. The heavy cock was still wedged right up against his rump cheeks.

Lori padded close enough that her finger trailed against the upper lace portion of the feminine top. "I did, I wouldn't deny you your fee. In fact, I look forward to it."

Alex swallowed roughly and the fingers moved upwards to trail right against the curve of his jaw line. The gentle touch made him shiver and lift his head upwards. The fingers that wrapped around his knot trailed towards his tip before slipping back down again. He trembled slightly and sucked in a breath that sighed out again. He leaned forward and tried to lean into his wife's touch. It wasn't until he was nearly pressed against the curve of her fingers that he caught reflections in the mirror. The outlines moved just on the other side of the glass. Shadows that the mirror kept hidden from him. He stared at his own reflection and watched his face darken in embarrassment. How many people had just watched his humiliation?