Thinking of hucklerabbot but it’s kidnapping and puppy play :p
Poor Dennis’s car broke down and he’s got nowhere to go. There’s no signal where he is, and only a single cabin at the top of a hill. It’s 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 there’s 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, “Hey puppy, you sleep good?”
All of Dennis protests are silenced by fear, the nausea in his stomach.
Jack explains it simply, Dennis is their puppy, he’ll act like one, or he’ll die.
He holds up the collar, tapping the little black box on it. He takes a step towards Dennis, causing him to yell out.
“Ah, ah, ah.” Robby chastises gently, standing in the doorway. “I thought we agreed on no shock collar, he’s such a gentle puppy, that would be mean.”
“We don’t have to use it, he just has to know it’s there in case. Besides he’ll be a good puppy, won’t you?”
Dennis nods slowly, his dignity slowing leaving himself in favour of self preservation.
“See! Besides I know you’ll like spanking better.” The younger man’s eyes open wide at that.
“N-no! Fuck this, fuck you!” He snarled, trying to kick at Jack.
“Tsk, shame. Hold him down babe?”
Robby sighs, forcing Dennis into bed by his throat. “Ah, your going to be good aren’t you?”
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 it’s nice and snug. He steps back, appreciating the look of the collar on his neck. His hands wander to his pockets, a small click followed by a searing pain in Dennis’s neck.
“FUCK! Oh my god! Why did you do that!?” He sobbed. Robby pet him softly, shushing him. “It’s okay, I know it hurts baby, he’s so mean. You didn’t do anything wrong, I promise.”
He gently unties his arms, pressing soft kisses to his wrists.
“You want some pants?” He gives a pointed look at abbot. “Were you really planning on fucking him straight up?”
“Nah, he pissed himself, didn’t want him to piss again on my pants.”
Dennis flushed red, he didn’t remember that.
“Oh poor thing, it’s okay, you don’t 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.” Robby’s voice was dripping with condensation.
“No. I’m fine…” He said, then, adding on meekly. “No th-thank you.”
That made Jack laugh and Robby coo. “Oh he’s such a polite puppy! Fuck, half the fun in the training.” He moaned.
Robby gently dressed Dennis in a pair of sweats, his hands lingering over Dennis’s thighs, his eyes hungry.
“Much better, a bit big on you we will have to get you some smaller clothes. You warm enough?”
Dennis nodded slightly, every twitch in his body seemingly hesitant. He looked away before speaking, “What… what are you going to do to me?”
“Aww don’t you get it baby? You’re our puppy now. You going to be a good boy for your owners?”