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Kevin Foxboy 3) Kevin's 'Birth'

I later learned how Mistress Alysa knew all these ways to treat Her slave. Like so much of what Humans wanted it was all so simple once I was told the secret, but my mind didn't know, couldn't guess until She told me. The BioSyn Humans had made me learn their ways, in the wet-tank home and kennel home, and I lay awake that night chained on the rug in the new kennel home while my'an Mistress slept. I thought about my first awake time in the wet tank; how I didn't even know to fear Humans' anger or obey Their commands. As my body grew, so my mind changed until I knew what seeing Lady Alysa's face meant. She became Owner.

When I was first taken from the wet-tank home I was washed, dried off and pushed down on all four paws. It was the first time I had been handled and they were rough with me, but I was too little and weak to fight them. Some thing was put to my hungry mouth and I heard a strange sound, but all of the home was strange to me then; I learned the sound had meaning and happened again and again when the thing was put in my mouth. I knew to suck on the thing, to get its water in me; later I learned the words 'milk bottle', 'drink', 'stay'.

What were these big things that moved around me, going away and coming back, looking alike? They smelled odd, like they had all rolled in the same place to hide their scent. I was afraid of them, big and noisy; I didn't want to know what they might be afraid of. It was always so bright it hurt my eyes, even when they weren't open yet. I mewed in fear when they touched me, but they just held me gently to their warm bodies, and I relaxed a little. Drink ... sandbox ... warm ... sleep.

That was my life for a week or so. I was so quick-growing my mind formed and my training began. Crawl to milk, stand on all fours, stumble, get back up, walk. Then look around the room, see the floor, walls, ceiling. See the Humans, stop, come to them. Do it Now! While they spoke gently, before They Started Yelling! Walk over quickly, come to three meters away, slow down, crawl. Stop. Wait for Orders. Do whatever they say or feel the Pain from a whip. Never Fight Back! Never Bite A Human! Pain Pain Pain, Again and Again until I cringed and whimpered. They wanted me to cringe and whimper. And They liked it a lot when I obeyed Them, kissing and licking Their feet.

Now I knew the noises They made were Orders I had to Obey. I learned They looked and smelled alike but each one was a little different. It was harder to learn the look and scent and know the different Orders They wanted me to Obey. And there were two kinds of Humans: Masters and Mistresses. The Masters wanted more cringing and liked to whip me just for Their fun, but the Mistresses gave me time to learn. I liked Mistress Pamela a lot.

Mistress Pamela was a beautiful dark-skinned young woman. That meant she had finished Growing Up when she was about eighteen years old; she was now twenty-five and she was the one who had taught me Quick, Slow, Stop, Crawl, Walk, Wait. I had to learn new words or feel the whip. She showed me Whip and said it gave Pain. I had learned Whip and Pain, very clearly, without knowing the words. Mistress Pamela told me she wouldn't hurt me if I let her touch me; she held up Whip again and asked me what it did. All I could do was cringe and whimper, showing her I knew her words but not how to say them. She told me the word 'forced' and words for all the things I had been forced to do. Now that I knew the words it was more easy for Humans to train me without needing to force me all the time.

Mistress Pamela also told me how to make the sounds of words. While she said the sounds she pushed her mouth, tongue or neck, then moved my body while she said them again. I learned that moving made the sounds, and I was very glad to avoid the whip by making them as I was told what they meant. I learned they meant a little different when they were said 'softly' or 'strongly', and to think of humans as Humans; Him, Her or Them, He or She. I learned what 'beg' meant and to ask to learn new words. Soon I could tell Her in words that 'the Whip forced me to feel Pain'; She asked me if I wanted Pain and I said "Please, Mistress Pamela, no Pain. Please, no Whip." She told me it was Fear that made me want no Pain, and was happy that I knew Whip meant Pain, Fear meant to want no Pain, so I wanted no Whip. Training would tell me what to do to Obey, to have less Whip, less Pain.

I very much wanted Training to get less Pain.