The next morning, Mistress Shelly woke me up by kicking the kennel I was locked in.
She took me out, and bound me to a chair using leather straps. A ball gag was shoved in my mouth.
"Now, let's go over what you'll be doing for me."
She pulled out a notebook that had a lot of stuff written in it.
"Every day, when I let you out, you will be walk on all fours, and you will not speak unless spoken to. You will not be gagged, unless you are being punished, which could happen often. I'm a very tough mistress to please."
I nodded.
"Chores that you will be required to do on a daily basis: wash the dishes; wash, dry, and fold and put away clothing; and tidying up the house. This includes dusting and vacuuming when needed. You will also massage my feet on demand. Understood?"
I nodded.
"Chores that you will be required to do on a less frequent basis: Washing the floors, cleaning the bathroom, back massages, sweeping, and entertaining my guests on occasion."
"Mmmmph?" I asked through the gag.
"Entertaining my guests? Yes, while I may not use you for sexual pleasure, my guests will have full access to use you. Is that understood?"
I hesitantly nodded.
"If I job is not done right, or I am just generally unhappy, you will be punished. Punishments will include, but are not limited to, denial of clothing for humiliation, denial of food, sleep deprivation, physical punishments, and verbal abuse. Is that understood?"
I nodded my head. She was really going all out with this. How did she know that I was submissive? Was it obvious?
"Good, I'm glad we understand each other. To celebrate my new pet, I'm having a few close friends over. There are several other rules you must follow when my guests are here. If a guest makes a sexual advance towards you, you are to accept it, and do whatever they want with you. You are to go along with any fetish they present to you. I have, however, told my friends that I have a limit with my pet. I refuse to have my pet involved in anything involving scat and urine, because I don't want my boy to be all disgusting when I want to play with him. There is also a no blood rule, and I told them nothing involving animals. While I did essentially kidnap you, and I'm keeping you here, I want you to be safe, and anything involving animals is just plain disgusting. Understood?"
I nodded again.
"Good, my friends will be over in two hours. They have requested that I dress you very scantily, so I've decided to dress you only in your underwear. Is that understood?"
I shook my head. This was already weird enough, but being almost nude in a room full of girls? I don't know what to make of that.
"I'm sorry, I said is that understood?"
Again, I shook my head. She sighed, and untied me from the chair. I was brought over to a giant wooden X, and she chained me to the edges of it, facing the X. She whipped my back hard.
"Is that understood, slave?"
"MMMMMM," I nodded my head.
"Good boy," she unchained me from the cross. "Now, let's get down to the underwear. I want you to be bound and helpless when my guests arrive."
To be continued