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הפעם אני מפרסם כאן סיפור דימיוני שכתבתי באנגלית בשביל האדון שלי.


Morning with Master:

The dog heard Master's alarm clock ringing. It got up on his paws and knees.
The dog knew that it is not allowed to leave the corner until Master calls it. So the dog waited.
The head of the dog was in the corner of the room like Master told it, and the ass and tail of the dog were towards to middle of the room.
The dog couldn't see Master but could hear Master turning the alarm clock off and getting out of bed.
It really wanted already to be called to serve Master.

"Come." the dog heard Master finally.
It turned around and quickly went to Master who was already standing next to the bed.
The dog started sniffing and licking Master's legs and feet.
It was so happy that after sleeping alone in the corner it can be close to Master again.

"Good dog. Sit." The dog sat immediately. "Open." The dog opened its mouth.
Master pulled down his underwear and put his cock in the dog's mouth.
After one or two seconds the dog could feel warm piss going straight down the throat.
The dog swallowed once and Master kept peeing. The dog swallowed again and then again.
It knew that he had to take every drop of Master's pee.
Master finished but waited a few more seconds to make sure the dog drinks even the last drops.

Master took his cock out of the dog's mouth and went to the bathroom.
"Come." The dog followed Master into the bathroom.
Master took the collar and the knee pads off the dog and then opened the door of the shower.
"Get inside. The dog can also pee now." The dog was grateful to Master.
It really needed to pee and drinking Master's pee only made it worse.

The dog did as Master had taught it. It got to the center of the shower, lifted one leg and peed to the shower hole.
The dog tried not to miss the hole as much as it could but still some drops went around the hole.
"Not bad dog. It is improving, clean now the mess."
As Master told it, the dog went down and licked from the floor of the shower the pee drops that were left.

Master opened the water and with a thick and hard brush started to clean and scrub the dog.
Master told the dog to put his head down and then slowly pulled the tail out of the dog's hole.
The dog was happy that its hole gets some rest after having the tail in the entire night.

Master put some soap on his fingers and pushed them inside the dog's hole.
It was painful for the dog. The dog started crying and moved away from Master.
"Stop. Don't move. The dog's hole needs to be cleaned."
Master started pushing his fingers again into the dog's hole but again the dog moved away.
"The dog is not allowed to move when Master cleans it." Master took the hard brush to his hand.
"Head down dog, you will get punishment for this."
Master started spanking the dog on his ass with the brush.
The dog cried in pain but it knew that he deserves this punishment.
Master gave the dog 10 spanks and said: "The dog will not move."
Master once again got soap on his fingers and pushed them inside the dog.
The dog cried from the pain but it didn't move. Master cleaned the dog's hole and finished cleaning the dog.
Master then put a towel on the floor outside the shower and told the dog to sit on it.


Master took another towel and said to the dog: "Open."
The dog opened its mouth and Master put the corner of the towel in.
"hold." The dog held the towel in his mouth and Master went inside to take his own shower.
The dog waited. After some minutes Master finished his shower and took the towel that was waiting for him.

"Go and bring my cloths dog." the dog went on all 4's to the bedroom.
There on the chair Master left his clothes. The dog started bringing in his mouth the things to Master,
The underwear, the pants, the socks, the shoes, a shirt and finally a belt.
Each time the dog brought something and then sat next to Master until it was ordered to bring the next thing.

Master got dressed; he put his pants, his shoes, his shirt and then his belt.
Master was putting the belt through his pants when he stopped.
"This belt is already a little bit old. It is not flexible enough."
Master got the belt out and played with it, bending it in different directions.
"I need to work the leather if I want to keep wearing it."

Master threw the belt on the floor next to the dog.
"This belt should be wet. Lick it." The dog went down and started licking the belt from all directions.
The belt got quite wet. Master said: "stop and sit."
Master took the belt. "Now I need to play with the moist leather so it will get flexible again."
Master folded the belt in two and walked around the dog.
With the folded belt Master started to whip the dog, at first just light strokes and then harder and harder.
The dog whimpered in pain. After about 20 lashes Master stopped and checked the belt.
"It helps but it is not enough." Master folded the belt to the other side and gave the dog 10 lashes more.
"The belt is getting more flexible."
Master threw the belt again on the floor. "Lick it again dog."
the dog went down and licked the belt from all direction until Master told it to stop and sit.
Master again took the belt but this time didn't fold it. Master whipped the dog some more.
Master made sure that each time the belt bends in a different direction.
The dog cried in pain but it tried hard not to move so Master can aim the belt lash exactly where he wants.
Master checked the belt again and was pleased to see that it got more flexible. Master put the belt on.

"Come." The dog obeyed and came to sit next to Master, its shoulder leaning against Master's leg.
"Good dog." Master started petting the dogs head.
"Good dog helps Master." Master scratched the dog behind the ears and pulled gently on its hair.

Master put the collar, knee pads and dog paws back on the dog.
Then Master told the dog to put his head down and inserted the tail back in place.
Master attached the leash to the dog and took it out of the bathroom and to the kitchen.

Master told the dog to sit in the corner, poured water into the dog's bowl and left it in front of the dog.
"The dog can drink." The dog drunk the water, it was grateful that Master gave him to drink.
Master brought himself to the table some bread and cheese and made coffee.
Master was ready to eat but first called the dog to come under the table.
Master got his cock out of his pants and told the dog to start sucking.
Master ate his breakfast while the dog was under the table sucking cock.

Master ate and enjoyed the fresh bread, tasty cheese, delicious coffee and the warm and wet mouth of the dog on his cock.
Master stopped eating, he had enough. There was still some food on his plate.
Master said to the dog: "Stop. Go and wait next to your food bowl." The dog obeyed immediately.
Master took his plate and poured his leftovers to the dog's bowl and then poured what was left of his coffee also to the bowl.
"The dog can eat now." The dog was happy it is getting Master's food.
It started eating happily the leftovers and licked what was left of Master's coffee.
Master told the dog: "when the dog finishes eating. It will go to the door so it can say goodbye to Master."

The dog finished his food and then crawled out of the kitchen to the entrance door.
There it sat and waited for Master.After a minute of two Master came holding already his briefcase.
Master was about to give his hand to the dog so the dog can lick it, but before he looked at his watch.
Master saw it is only 8:15. "Oh it is early. I still have time."
Master looked down at the dog that was waiting for its opportunity to lick Master's hand.
"I still have a little bit time to play with my dog. Go and wait in the living room."

The dog obeyed and went on all 4's to the living room.
Master came after a few seconds holding a rubber bone and a whip.
"Come" Master said and the dog came to sit next to him.
Master let the dog sniff the bone a little bit and then threw it to the other side of the room.
The dog crawled as fast as it could to the bone, lifted it with its mouth and brought it back to Master.
"Good dog." Master threw the bone again and the dog brought it back.
"That's a good dog." Master scratched the dog behind the ears and the back of its neck.
"But now let's make sure that the dog brings the bone fast."
Master threw the bone and as the dog went to bring it he started counting: "one, two, three, four…"
it took the dog seven seconds to come back. "Not bad dog. Turn around."
The dog turned so its ass was towards Master.
Master whipped the dog seven times and then threw the bone again.
This time it took the dog only 5 second, so it only got 5 lashes with the whip.
The next time it was 8 lashes.
Master threw the bone again for the dog but this time it fell and slid under the sofa.
The dog went as fast as it can to bring it. It tried to get it but couldn't really reach it.
The dog turned to Master but he was just waiting for the dog to bring the bone and didn't stop counting "nine, ten, eleven…"
The dog tried again to get his head under the sofa, it tried to push his head as deep as it could but it was still far from the bone.
It tried from side of the sofa. In the background it could hear Master counting: "twenty one, twenty two…"
The dog was now very scared. Master's whip was painful.
Getting seven lashes or so was hard but still possible to endure, twenty something is more than the dog ever got.
The dog was now hysterically pushing his head under the sofa.
It still couldn't reach the bone with its mouth but now it reached the bone with his paw.
It pushed to bone with the paw towards the center of the room.
The dog got out from under the sofa and went as fast as it could to get the bone in his mouth.
"thirty three, thirty four, thirty five…" it finally got to the bone, picked it and brought it to Master.
Master stopped counting at thirty nine.

"That was to long dog. Turn around." The dog turned into the whipping position.
It already had tears in its eyes. Master started whipping and counted each lash. "one, two, three, four…"
The dog whimpered and then started crying. "sixteen, seventeen, eighteen…"
the dog was now screaming each time it felt the whip on its ass.
Master stopped at twenty one, came close to the dog and started petting it.
"shhh, shhh, the dog already got more than half. The dog wants to be a good dog for Master?"
between its tears and whimpers the dog barked "woof, woof."
Master kept petting the dog. "That right. The dog wants to be the best dog for Master so the dog needs to get its whipping."
Master moved away from the dog, took his whip and continued:
"twenty two, twenty three…" at each lash the dog screamed. Its ass was already covered with red marks.
"thirty one, thirty two…" Master continued, trying not to whip twice at the same spot.
"thirty eight, thirty nine." The dog was crying. Master came to it once more for petting and affection.
"Good dog. I know it was hard but Master had to teach the dog."
Master gave the dog his hand and the dog was happy to lick it and show its gratitude for Master.