Thinking of hucklerabbot but itās kidnapping and puppy play :p
Poor Dennisās car broke down and heās got nowhere to go. Thereās no signal where he is, and only a single cabin at the top of a hill. Itās snowing lightly and is only going to get harder as the night comes.
He walks up to the cabin where he finds an old, kind, married couple. They let him in for the night, promises to fix his car in the morning.
Jack lets him have some whiskey to warm him up while Robby runs a bath for him. They dress him up in their clothes, covering him with more blankets than necessary, sweet words of wanting him to be safe.
He had no reason not to eat their food, to question its taste, the way he becomes so sleepy afterwards.
He wakes up tied to a bed in nothing but a thick jumper, but thereās a small fireplace heating the room.
He thrashes against his restrains, screams and cries out for help. No one answers, no one hears.
Eventually Jack comes in, holding a collar in his hand and a leash in the other. He smiles, sadistic yet sweet as he drawls, āHey puppy, you sleep good?ā
All of Dennis protests are silenced by fear, the nausea in his stomach.
Jack explains it simply, Dennis is their puppy, heāll act like one, or heāll die.
He holds up the collar, tapping the little black box on it. He takes a step towards Dennis, causing him to yell out.
āAh, ah, ah.ā Robby chastises gently, standing in the doorway. āI thought we agreed on no shock collar, heās such a gentle puppy, that would be mean.ā
āWe donāt have to use it, he just has to know itās there in case. Besides heāll be a good puppy, wonāt you?ā
Dennis nods slowly, his dignity slowing leaving himself in favour of self preservation.
āSee! Besides I know youāll like spanking better.ā The younger manās eyes open wide at that.
āN-no! Fuck this, fuck you!ā He snarled, trying to kick at Jack.
āTsk, shame. Hold him down babe?ā
Robby sighs, forcing Dennis into bed by his throat. āAh, your going to be good arenāt you?ā
Dennis nails dig into his arms as he chokes, nodding just barely. The older man releases his grip, gently petting his hair.
Jack put the collar on, making sure itās nice and snug. He steps back, ļæ¼appreciating the look of the collar on his neck. His hands wander to his pockets, a small click followed by a searing pain in Dennisās neck.
āFUCK! Oh my god! Why did you do that!?ā He sobbed. Robby pet him softly, shushing him. āItās okay, I know it hurts baby, heās so mean. You didnāt do anything wrong, I promise.ā
He gently unties his arms, pressing soft kisses to his wrists.
āYou want some pants?ā He gives a pointed look at abbot. āWere you really planning on fucking him straight up?ā
āNah, he pissed himself, didnāt want him to piss again on my pants.ā
Dennis flushed red, he didnāt remember that.
āOh poor thing, itās okay, you donāt have to worry about anything anymore. Will you be able to hold it normally? We can get you diapers or puppy pads, I know it can be hard for puppies like you.ā Robbyās voice was dripping with condensation.
āNo. Iām fineā¦ā He said, then, adding on meekly. āNo th-thank you.ā
That made Jack laugh and Robby coo. āOh heās such a polite puppy! Fuck, half the fun in the training.ā He moaned.
Robby gently dressed Dennis in a pair of sweats, his hands lingering over Dennisās thighs, his eyes hungry.
āMuch better, a bit big on you we will have to get you some smaller clothes. You warm enough?ā
Dennis nodded slightly, every twitch in his body seemingly hesitant. He looked away before speaking, āWhatā¦ what are you going to do to me?ā
āAww donāt you get it baby? Youāre our puppy now. You going to be a good boy for your owners?ā
