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I woke to the annoying sound of my alarm going off and struggled to even open my eyes. It felt like I had just gone to bed. In fact, what dreams did I have? I usually remembered at least a couple. Wait...

I was immediately reminded of my situation and my eyes flashed open. Just then, a light overhead flicked on as well and blinded me. I tried to call out but the massive toy wedged in my maw kept me dead silent. I scrambled to pull the covers off of me but found the hooves placed over my hands made that a very difficult challenge.

"Woooah..." A familiar voice came from over me and pulled the covers off of me. Everything came back in a surge as I saw the snow leopard who had been keeping me captive hovering over me, blue eyes wide with surprise. "Careful! Hang on, everything's ok. Just need to get up early today, remember? Everything is ok. You're good. You're very good..."

I stared back with my own wide eyes, trying to speak but was still silenced by the toy wedged in me and the muzzle locking it in place. I just slowly shook my head with bent back ears.

He smiled and kept staring at me, those blue eyes so beautiful and deep that their color practically flowed about. "You're very good and everything is ok. Do you feel better? Remember? You were being very good for me yesterday..."

I didn't want to take my eyes off of him. For some reason other than just fear. Something swam around in the back of my head as my body relaxed. I tensed as he crawled out of the bed and settled down next to me and stroked my (naked) chest. "See? You're already feeling better? We will skip the usual morning routine so we can just get back to work. OK? Will you be good and shower?"

I blinked a few times before slowly nodding my head. He slowly stroked my chest and abdomen, then slipped a hand to cup that cursed device trapping my sheath and gave a squeeze. "You WILL be good, right?"

Not just my body reacted, my brain did too. A wave of needful lust coursed through my blood as I silently whined.

He reached down and played with a lock at the base of my balls. I thought for a moment I was finally to be freed but felt the strap between my legs slacken, releasing the toy that he had pushed in my ass to trap his cum. He toyed with the chastity device a bit firmly as he slipped the toy out of me. A wave of blushing ran through me as I felt some of his seed hadn't been absorbed and spilled down my leg and onto the sheets. He just grinned at the sight of it.

He then unlocked the cuffs around my ankles and wrists and finally removed the hooves. It felt odd for my hands and paws to be exposed to air and able to move again. In fact, it felt a little odd not having anything in me, too. What the hell?

A few more squeezes to the silicone trap made me lose that thought rather fast. He tugged on the collar to get me to stand up and ushered me to the bathroom. "OK, be good and get clean. We'll let you wear your normal clothes today as a reward for being so good. You would like that, wouldn't you?"

I nodded. Why was I so hesitant to speak?

"Good. Now shower, but be quick. We really do need to rush. We have to drive to the next site. I'm already showered and ready to face the day. I think you'll enjoy today's events." His warm smile and glowing eyes set me a bit more at ease as I felt myself offer a small smile back.

I mentally took inventory as I set about cleaning myself off. How the hell had I let this happen? Did I do all the things I remembered?! No way. Ugh. I needed to escape this, quite obviously. "Collar or not, or even something on my cock, I need to run for it when we meet up with the gang," I formally decided. I felt no relief, however, just a bit of sadness for leaving this guy behind.

I toweled off and saw my clothes neatly folded on the bed and quickly put them on. I found him downstairs, loading his pack. "Ah, good, I need you to help me unload the SUV." He nodded towards the door.

I went to the garage and pressed the button. As the door rolled up I lamented the fact it was still dark out. Would that help or hinder my escape? Surely the rest of the gang would help me, right?

Then I thought of the other Ranger. He was aware of these games. And the bus driver! "Oh shit..."

The inner door opened and out came the imposing feline. He smiled at me as if nothing in the world was odd. Maybe not for him. He wasn't stuck wearing some crazy guy's dog collar.

"You look especially cute this morning. Don't you?" He asked. This threw me off my current train of thought so badly I could almost hear the cars crashing into one another.

He tossed his pack into the footwell of the back seat and approached me. He slowly hugged about my waist and stared down at me, eyes ablaze. "Such a good puppy. You want to be good, don't you?"

I nodded. Why did I nod? "Yes, I want to be good." Why did I say that?

He stroked my back with one hand while the other clenched about my (apparently-trying-to-harden) trapped cock, "You want to be my good little puppy, yes?"

I answered with a gasp, "I want to be your good little puppy." OK, yeah, I did.

"Now you see why we need to keep you in this, don't you? You want to be good when you're needy. You want to be needy so you will be good, don't you?" I couldn't stop staring back at him. I felt my form (well, again, MOST of it) go soft in his embrace.

With a whine, I nodded and said, "I do..."

He slowly lowered his head down and kissed me very gently as he kept his grip pulsating around my bulge. But it wasn't enough, I needed more so I kissed him back a bit. Then a bit more as my ears folded to my head and eyes finally closed. He pushed his tongue in as far as it could possibly reach as he gripped even tighter, his other hand moved upwards and gripped my scruff. I felt so trapped. But this time, in a good way.

He stopped the kiss but kept a solid grip on both ends. "You're my good little puppy, eager to make her Master happy, aren't you?"

I nodded without hesitation.

He smiled and it melted my heart. "Good girl. OK, help me get this stuff unloaded," He nodded to the back gate.

We unloaded the giant pet carrier and the large, cumbersome panels of chain link fencing which we then set outside next to the kennel. "As I mentioned, the real kennel pads should arrive in a couple of weeks. That should make this space a fair bit more enjoyable, no?" He asked as he unloaded the large bag of Kibbles N Bits into the house.

I only nodded to that, still not sure how fun the idea of being kept outside would be. He walked up to me and took hold of my shoulders. "HOW good of a puppy are you going to be today?"

I looked at him curiously. "As good as possible?"

He nodded and pointed to the floor of the garage. "Down. Stay."

I blushed a bit but sat down while he walked back into the house. I eyed the outside again, thoughts of fleeing felt odd now, but maybe...

He came back with the training collar. "OK, stand up and take off your pants."

My eyes flashed open wide and I shook my head. Noooo way.

"Come on, girl, you want to be good for your Master, don't you? I promise I won't hurt you one little bit. If you're really good, you will get your reward. You remember how much you enjoyed that reward, don't you?"

I could practically see myself howling out in bliss in the reflection of myself in his eyes. I shuddered hard as I felt dizzy. I struggled to stand but as I did, I also undid my belt and jeans, letting them fall to my ankles. I momentarily forgot about anyone possibly seeing us, glowing in the bright light of the garage in the still dark night. He wrapped it about the base, joining the locking band that held the chastity device on. I wondered if there was sufficient contact to actually shock me. "PLEASE don't feel like you need to test it?!" I silently prayed.

"See? Such a good girl," He said as he stroked my muzzle and neck, "It's on setting 3. Just be good and I won't have to punish you. Be REALLY good and I get to reward you. You like being good. You want that reward."

I nodded, losing the ability to even think for a few moments.

"OK, girl, clothe yourself again. It's time for us to go."

I did as I was told and soon we were on our way. The box was rather obvious in my jeans, if you ask me, but he swore it was hardly noticeable. I whined a little but that got me a tap to my nose.

We arrived to the parking area just as there was enough light to make out individual trees. No one else was here yet. He looked over at me with a mischievious predatory grin. "Want to make out like a couple of teens?"

I laughed, relieved to hear those words. I had thought he'd want worse. I didn't get a choice in the matter as my mouth was soon full of Master's tongue. He moaned into me as he took a tight grip on my collar and played with my trapped length. I hugged around his chest, clinging myself to him.

We only got to do that for a few minutes, or so it seemed, before headlights started approaching.

Huh, the sun was actually already rising. It rose rather quickly today... right?

The same badger, Carl, pulled up with the exact same crew as before. I felt embarrassed by still wearing the collar, but shuffled out of the passenger seat. Master took on that air of authority as he stood in the headlights as everyone unboarded. "Bitch, come here," He called, loud enough for me to hear but hopefully not loud enough for the few folks who had already left the bus to hear. If they did, they made no motion. Regardless, I followed his order and stood next to him.

As the last person left the bus, Carl pulled it away and into a parking spot, leaving us with the team.

"Alright, gentlemen, you endured a week with me. Some of you, yet another week. Some of you, well, you must love the abuse cuz I keep seeing you come back! Well, thanks to this little girl here, you all earned yourselves a real treat. Welcome to the Exfurd ridge! Four miles of... FLAT, wide trail."

There was a rash of murmuring that he allowed to go on for half a minute.

"Alright alright alright. It's not just the fact my little princess here helped us break records, you ALL did a great job yesterday too. So here's the plan. You're in the same teams. The markers are the same. We're parked between 3 and 4. Limit what you eat because this little jezebel and I are going to go get you guys some real food. Those grills haven't been used yet this season and this trail is one of the favorites. We need to test it out, don't we boys!?"

The cheer made me wince, thinking that maybe we'd be waking someone up or pissing someone off. I laughed at myself. No one was up here except us. The lot was empty and this park wasn't yet open either.

"Stop gawking and get going! We will be back by 11 with food on at 1. Be back here at that time. NOT sooner. NOT later. If you're not done, we will finish up and be gone as fast as possible so you all can get to your RESPONSIBLE weekends. Now get TO it!"

They all practically ran to the trail. In under a minute, it was just he and I. And Carl over there somewhere, though I could see his hunched form reading by the glow of his dome light.

He turned to me with that predatory grin. The sun had just started to break over the horizon and the edges of his fur glowed as much as his eyes did. "See? You were a nice, quiet little puppy for your Master. You're a good girl, aren't you?"

I nodded.

"Say it..."

"I'm your good puppy, Master."

He took hold of my shoulders and kissed me. My body tensed as I was CERTAIN someone would see. They had just left and I could see movement amongst the trees. But he wouldn't stop and it wasn't long before I melted in his grip.

"OK, enough of that or else I should want to rape you right here, right now. Let's live up to the promise I just made. It's 22 miles to the butcher and we need to pick up other supplies. But look at what being such a good bitch did, you made all of these people happy. And you made ME happy," He purred as he gave one last lick to the side of my muzzle.

I blushed and simply nodded.

"OK, come on..."

I stared at the dark bushes and wondered why I had thought about fleeing earlier this morning. Bad dreams, I figured. Soon we were back on the highway and the conversation turned to mundane matters. He'd let me grab some of my normal clothes, my laptop and a bunch of other stuff this weekend. I asked him about his experiences being a ranger. Soon we were laughing at rather comical tales.

Too soon, we were in the butcher's shop and I was dragged along. Dressed normal, sure, plus the pink collar. This time it did NOT go unnoticed. Like the husky from the hardware store, the clerk here didn't seem to have a positive reaction but kept it to himself.

Thankfully the visit was brief. We were soon back in his SUV with a wide array of cuts and heading back to the main highway. "OK, puppy, time for another opportunity to show how good of a girl you are. I need to pee. You're to take care of this problem."

I was sorely tempted to groan but the threat of the device wrapped about my trapped member made me know there was no safe way to escape having to obey. I reached over and undid the button and zipper of his jeans and exposed his sheath to the air, then lowered my muzzle down and took it within. I shivered a bit as I waited for the inevitable.

I felt his paw strong along my head, down my neck, over the collar and sweep across my back. Again and again. But nothing came. He purred gently as I waited, shivering growing worse.

"Before long, this will taste wonderful to you. Won't it? You'll crave to be marked like this. You'll dream of it and eventually beg, won't you girl?" His voice sounded like a soft field of cotton. It sounded wonderful.

Just then, having forgotten what I was doing or what was to occur, I felt the first spray hit the back of my muzzle. I tightened my lips about his sheath and began swallowing instantly. Thankfully there was very little flavor.

As I obeyed, he kept stroking my head and neck, praising me. "Good girl. That's it, drink it all down. Good girl. OK, ok, stop..."

I blinked. Was he done? How long had I been drinking? I went to pull my head up but his hand kept me pinned there.

"You can play with yourself all you want until I'm done. Would you like that, girl?"

I shoved my tongue at his sheath and he grew hard within a second. "Woah! Woah, girl. Just get ready to drink... Play with yourself... There you go, good girl..."

I grabbed that damned silicone through my jeans and struggled to get around the shock collar itself, but soon I had a good grip. I KNEW I could cum with it on, so squeezed and pulsed as hard as I could. Soon I felt an orgasm sneaking up.

His urine resumed filling my maw, along with his hardening cock. Before long, I was pulled backwards to keep the head from going down my neck. "Taste it, girl... it tastes wonderful, doesn't it? You like drinking from your Master, don't you?"

Clench, squeeze, clench, push, shove. I kept trying hard to get off. He was right, though, it was tasting different now. A little sweet, I think?

He moaned as he kept filling my swallowing maw. Soon his shaft was at full length and his stream struggled to get through. I whined as I needed it now, for some reason.

Squeeze squeeze squeeze! "Come ON, let me get off!" I pleaded silently.

Unfortunately, I was pulled back off of his shaft by my collar. I tried to reach out and get him back in my muzzle. I urgently NEEDED him in me, NEEDED to be being good!

"C-careful, little princess, I need to be as eager as you are. Did you make a little mess in your panties?" He asked with twinkling eyes.

I whined and shook my head.

"Awww, poor puppy. Looks like you'll need to beg harder for more abuse, won't you?"

I drew my hands to my chest and whimpered as loud as I could.

He laughed and ruffled my headfur. "No, you won't get any more. Clean your Master up and make him presentable. The exit is coming up."

I groaned, ears flattening to my head as my shaft POUNDED in its confines. The front of my jeans wet from my pre. But I did as I was told and pushed his now-erect cock against his abdomen and zipped up the jeans, fastening the button last. I swallowed hard as I kept staring at his lap.

"Hungry, bitch?" The voice didn't seem to come from him so much as from all around within the cabin. I nodded. "That's the way you need to be kept, isn't it?" ... I nodded with a whine.

"Good girl..."

Once back at the parking lot, we found Carl leaning out the window of the bus chatting with another Ranger. Master paid them no attention and set about getting a fire going in one of the massive grills. Soon we were working on seasoning the various meats and getting half of them in a marinade, some thawing, some still on ice. The other Ranger smiled and waved before taking off, then Carl joined us.

"Hey hey, guys! Looking goooood! Still wearing that collar, huh?" The badger eyed my neck with a smile before returning his attention to the array of edibles.

"She loves it, don't you, girl?" Master's throaty purr obviously contained a healthy dose of lust. I only nodded in response. "Ha! You aren't getting off that easy. Say it..."

"I love the collar, M... Master..." If I could blush harder, I don't know how.

Carl rolled his eyes with a laugh, "Don't drag me into your freaky deaky. I'm just here for the chow."

Master explained we were waiting for the rest of the group before we tossed anything on the grill. Carl made a large show of being put out, with a grin, before returning to the bus.

"Ha. He's a good guy. Well, girl, after careful consideration I do believe you will behave like a nice little feral and eat from your bowl this time. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" He tugged me to him my belt and stared down at me intensely.

With flattened ears, and a tail up between my legs (was that mine or his?), I nodded in resignation. Again, I received pettings and praise. "I'm sure they'll love the show."

The next half hour was torture. Folks finally showed up and put in their order. Carl and I were recruited to help with the grilling. Soon everyone had something to eat except the three of us. Carl snagged a burger and returned to the bus with his book. Master just grinned at me as he reached down into his pack to reveal a new dog dish, pink with 'Princess' etched on the side. He set it next to the grill, then placed a steak into it before cutting it into small pieces.

"Now... get down onto all fours and whimper for your food..." His voice was certainly loud enough for those nearest to us to overhear. Most stopped what they were doing. A few nudged their neighbors. I groaned but did as I was told. He set the bowl down in front of me. "Good girl, you may eat now."

I just stared at the bowl. I heard all of the voices go quiet and could feel their eyes aiming at me. Hushed whispers came next as I dipped my muzzle down and took up the first piece. Then a couple of laughs. I felt as if all of my skin was on fire as I blushed hard.

"See, gents? Even if you're good, unless you're perfect, you'll get punished somehow. Let it be a lesson to you all! Hopefully MOST of you I won't see again, right?!"

Half of the crowd shouted back quick agreement followed by raucous laughter. I just kept my nose down in the bowl and eat piece after piece. But soon I felt his hand petting me. Kind words soothing me.

It felt better. It would be ok. I'd get through this. More praise... Get through what? This was good. I was being good. "Such a good girl..." swam around in my head as I finished my meal.

When I was done, I lifted my head and found that most everyone had already boarded the bus. Master was thanking them all and shaking their hands. A couple of them received an extra "I don't want to see you here again unless you're simply volunteering. Then you're certainly welcome back."

I froze and felt completely out of place. I was on the ground on my hands and knees having just ate out of a bowl. If I stood up, I'd draw attention to myself. If I stayed down like this, that would be weird. I just put my nose back down and pretended to still be eating until I finally heard the bus pulling away.

"Awww, such a cute picture you made. I can't imagine how many FaceBook entries there are going to be of you. Did you have fun?" He massaged my scruff.

FaceBook?!

"Good girl. Relax. You want to be good. You WERE good. Weren't you?"

I was good, yes.

"Maybe you've earned a reward. Let's finally get you back home. Might be able to beat the delivery team there... IF they even show up this time," He pulled on my collar as he grabbed my bowl. I stood up and shivered. A reward. I wanted that reward!

We did some basic clean-up and were back at his home very quickly. To his surprise, the team had indeed shown up. In his garage now laid a ton (quite likely literally) of wood, drywall, screws and appliances.

The look of shock was obvious as he stared at the crammed-full garage. He put the SUV into park and encouraged me to get out. "Wow, they actually did it. Well... I guess we will have a lot more normal of a weekend than I had planned."

My ears drooped. I needed release BADLY.

"Don't worry, we still have the rest of today to torture you, little puppy. Go get your sheets into the wash, then get back upstairs and wait for me, naked, on all fours at the foot of the bed." His voice was direct. Deep, resonant and lustful. It made me shiver and I was quick to obey.

Once the sheets were being washed, I took my place as commanded. And waited. And waited. Eventually I heard him come inside and go about something down in the kitchen. After quite some time, he appeared. He, too, was naked. He held a small bag, a leash and the dog dish from earlier in the day, though.

He set the supplies on the bed before opening one of the dresser drawers and producing the paws and cuffs. Soon I had my hands trapped in tight-fitting leather mitts and cuffs attached solidly to my neck again, leaving me in a begging posture. I moaned appreciatively as I began to spill pre.

The bowl was put under my now dribbling, trapped cock. Ah.

Soon my ankles were spread apart by a long bar, cuffs attached to opposite ends. He then lowered me down by my collar until my mitted hands and nose pressed against the wood of the floor. He then clasped the leash to my collar and ran it under me and out between my widely spread legs.

"Good girl, keep being obedient and still. You're being wonderful, aren't you?" My tail wagged in response.

I felt him shifting something around at the base of my cock. Unfortunately (I guess), it was the shock collar being removed and not the chastity device. But soon his paw took hold of my trapped member as I was stuck there; hands, nose and knees on the floor, ass raised into the air, him reaching around and masturbating me like an animal.

He kept at it forever. Praising me. Stroking me. My moans joined his words. I felt dizzy and drugged as I waited for him to give me sweet release.

Instead, however, I felt his hand leave my caged flesh as he rummaged around in the drawer and produced another fabric muzzle. He slid it over my snout and I found it nigh impossible to even breathe through my mouth. "Lick my hand appreciatively," Came the command as I felt his soft fur touch my nose. I didn't look up, just tried to sick my tongue out. I managed, but just barely. "Tell me you're my good bitch." This time I couldn't obey. "GOOD girl... you're enjoying yourself quite a bit, aren't you, bitch? Waiting for your Master to screw you... You're in heat again, aren't you? NOW you can whimper and beg for his cock." I heard the voice from all around again. Oh how I wanted to moan loudly but it was very stunted by how trapped shut my maw was.

He tugged on my leash, pushing my nose down and backwards against the floor, between my mitted hands. "BEG, girl!"

I tried again, feverishly even! But no, this was too tight, I couldn't get any louder.

"Gooood girl..." Came from behind me as I felt that familiar object enter my anus and a cool goo was squeezed within. Then the dildo shaped like himself. This time, however, he screwed me with it. He shoved it in deep only to pull it out entirely, dragging those rubbery barbs along the way.

"Keep moaning, girl! Show your Master how bad you want it!" Another tug at the leash, hard this time, tugging me entire body backwards onto the toy. I did all I could to obey. Then I felt him play with me back there, somehow trapping the toy inside of me.

"OK, you earned a treat." The leash slackened as he set it down. Then I heard the bowl drag out from underneath me... only to be brought around to in front of me. He picked me up by the collar and put the bowl down directly under my muzzled maw, then set me down. My nose went into at least an inch of my own precum. I would have squealed if I could, but instead I had a bit of a panic as I worried about drowning. After a few seconds of struggling, I managed to get my dripping-wet nose out of the mess while he took his place back behind me.

"Go on, girl, lick up your mess. When you're all done, I'll have you like an actual bitch in heat again and maybe you'll get to cum." He tugged on my leash and down went my nose again.

I snuck my tongue out quickly and even tried to suck it up like through a straw. I drank down what I could. After half a minute, he let me up for air again. But then I was back down into my bowl of pre. When it was sufficiently empty and my breath left a foggy cloud on every exhalation, he stroked my neck and praised me. "Good girl... so good... Do you want your Master to take you now? Are you in heat?"

My tag banged against the bowl as I nodded vigorously. Oh how badly! If he only knew...

He slid the toy out so very slowly. I could hear my pulse pounding as I sat there, trapped, waiting for him to enter me. Soon, I felt my flesh part as he shoved his tip in under my tail. I wished I could moan louder.

He drew back on the leash rather hard, my nose pushing down against the bottom of the bowl as he entered me with his entire length. As he drew back, I felt those barbs toy with my sensitive insides and ring. Another tug on my leash as he shoved himself back into me. "You're MY bitch, aren't you?"

I nodded eagerly, tag again jingling against the bowl.

He started thrusting openly now, "You've been a VERY good girl, bitch, g-get ready for your reward!"

My heart pounded and my breaths came in stuttering gasps! Then I felt it, the first jet of his seed. Some deep part of my mind knew I was serving my purpose. I was getting Master's cum in me, I had pleased him.

He tugged hard on the leash, a bit of pain to my neck as he buried himself as deep as he could go. I felt spray after spray fill me yet again. I felt even more wonderful, even as I struggled. Then he relaxed the leash and returned to screwing, though slowly, as the last of his seed entered me.

"Such a good bitch... You'll be so eager to be obedient all weekend, won't you?"

I would have groaned if I could, but two things prevented me. Obviously the muzzle was the first. The second was this weird hunger to remain lustful. I wanted to be good. I was best when he didn't let me cum. I needed to be good. I needed to not cum. I nodded my agreement.

"You had thoughts this wasn't the life for you earlier today, didn't you? You LOVE this life, don't you?" His shaft pulsed in me as he seemed to arouse himself with his own words. They aroused me too. Why HAD I wanted anything other than this life? I nodded, tag jingling.

"Good girl..." He moaned as he slipped mostly out before replacing himself with the toy. Yet again, he locked it in me. "Tonight you will get to sleep in my bed. Maybe I'll screw you again. You like that, don't you, girl?"

I wanted to hug him, squeal with pleasure. Oh yes, how I wanted that. I wanted to be with him. I felt my insides wetly slip about the dildo. He picked me up, rather unexpectedly, then put me in his bed.

"I'm going to shower, but you'll be asleep before long..." He stroked my muzzled snout and neck before gripping my trapped member and giving the end of my pre-soaked muzzle tip a lick. I moaned as much as I could. Surely he didn't think I could fall asleep still bound up like this, on top of the covers?

He was right. I couldn't even recall him making it to the shower before I was asleep.