mmmmmm thinking about being made to forget I have post hypnotic triggers and them being used on me when I don't expect them. maybe I'm being bratty and mouthing off and I just get told "good doggies don't speak" and all of a sudden every time I try to say words, I just bark. i try my best to communicate my confusion through the barking, looking at my owner and tilting my head.
"what's wrong, puppy? why are you confused? you know dogs don't speak human words, they just bark, and you're a dog, so why do you seem all confused? is it because you're a dumb puppy?" at the words dumb puppy, I feel a rush through my brain, and my thoughts get a little slower. i get a little more absent minded. I feel a little more empty headed. i whine, feeling more confused, especially with my head getting fuzzy.
my owner pats my head, smiling at me. "such a good dumb puppy, making such pretty dog noises for me. are you a dumb puppy?" my head feels emptier as he says dumb puppy again and I bark more, not even entirely sure what I'm trying to communicate.
"good boy!" owner says, and I feel a jolt of pleasure shoot through my body. i moan and tremble as it passes through me, unable to understand why I feel so good.
"aw, did it feel good to be called that? good boy" owner says again, and I start whining as I feel myself get wet. he smiles at me and says simply "sit!"
with a bark I get down on my knees instantly, staring up at him. it's getting harder and harder to question why I'm doing what I'm doing and easier and easier to just listen.
"such a good boy! does the good boy want to make me feel good? hm?" he asks, running his hands through my hair while I whimper and shake. i bark and he smiles at me. "beg!" he commands and I put my paws up like a puppy and whine.
"good boy! good boy, good boy, good boy" he coos at me as he undoes his pants. my eyes roll up as the pleasure overwhelms my brain. "alright, puppy. come get your treat" my mouth drops open and my tongue hangs out automatically, and I start to make my owner feel good. he tugs my hair and calls me a good boy and a dumb puppy while I do. my hips rock involuntarily as I get needier and needier and dumber and dumber, until my owner notices and takes pity on me.
"aw, is the dumb puppy getting so worked up from pleasing owner? that's okay, baby," he slots a leg between my thighs. "hump for me, pup" I start mindlessly humping his leg, the small part of my brain that's left feeling a wonderful thrill of arousal at the shame and embarrassment from acting like a dumb, needy dog. or maybe it isn't an act anymore. i can't tell what's a trigger and what's just a command I'm obediently following. i can't think enough to disobey even if I wanted to. eventually he pulls me away from his crotch by the hair, and I stare up at him, mouth still open, tongue still out, still humping his leg.
"what a pretty sight you are. as much as I'd love to keep using your mouth, and as much as I'm sure youd love to keep humping, I think you need something more, don't you, puppy? i think you need to get bred like a bitch in heat" at those words, a need 10 times stronger than anything I've ever felt crashes through me. my brain short circuits and all I can think about is being bred. I'd do anything to get him to breed me. it's all I care about anymore. owner chuckles at me and drags me up to the bed.
"present" he says and I obediently spread my legs. he rubs a finger between my legs and I howl in need. I can't think. i need to be bred. i need to take his pups. i need to have his litter.
"aww, poor thing. dumb puppy needs to be bred? good boy, dumb puppy, good boy, dumb puppy, good boy, dumb puppy, good dumb bitch in heat!" his words pound into my brain and I feel it break. i can't think anymore. all I have are urges, impulses, echos of what he says to me, just "dumb, fuck, bitch, breed, heat, puppy, good boy, need, obey, breed breed breed breed breed" over and over as my eyes roll up and I whine and bark and cry for my owner. he starts using me and saying all my triggers over and over while my empty dumb brain just accepts everything he says to me as fact. I can't possibly think enough to not listen. I've been thoroughly broken into a perfect puppy, a perfect breeding bitch. and once my owner cums inside of me and breeds me, he lets me cum, and I get to stay his empty headed dumb bitch for as long as he wants
