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Evan wasn\u2019t entirely sure how it had come to this. One moment, they were watching a nature documentary about wolves; the next, Lucy was standing in front of him with a gleaming choke collar in her hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTake off your clothes,\u201d she said, her voice a mixture of mischief and authority.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSeriously?\u201d Evan asked, his voice tinged with nervous laughter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lucy\u2019s grin widened. \u201cDogs don\u2019t wear clothes, Evan. Now be a good boy and get ready.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Evan\u2019s heart skipped a beat. The look on her face\u2014filled with excitement\u2014made it impossible to refuse. He hesitated for only a moment before pulling off his shirt and jeans, leaving them in a pile on the floor. A faint blush crept up his neck as Lucy stepped forward and fastened the collar snugly around his neck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThere we go,\u201d she said, clipping a leash onto it. \u201cNow, sit.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Evan blinked at her, unsure whether to laugh or protest. But he could see how much she was enjoying herself, and against all logic, he found himself lowering onto all fours.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGood boy,\u201d Lucy cooed, scratching behind his ears. The affection in her voice was so genuine it almost made him forget how ridiculous he looked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDogs don\u2019t have opposable thumbs,\u201d she said, her tone both matter-of-fact and mischievous as she held up the mittens.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou can\u2019t be serious,\u201d Evan said, a nervous chuckle escaping his lips.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lucy\u2019s eyes sparkled with excitement. \u201cI\u2019m absolutely serious. Now, give me your hands, or should I say\u2026 paws?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Despite himself, he extended his hands. She slid the mittens on and secured them with snug Velcro straps.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Naked except for the choke collar and paw mittens, Lucy led Evan by the leash to the living room, where she\u2019d clearly planned everything in advance. A small bowl of dog treats sat on the coffee table, next to a squeaky toy and a rolled-up newspaper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Evan raised an eyebrow. \u201cYou\u2019ve really thought this through, haven\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShh. Dogs don\u2019t talk,\u201d Lucy replied, giving the leash a gentle tug. \u201cNow, let\u2019s start your training.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTraining?\u201d he muttered under his breath, but she ignored him, picking up the rolled-up newspaper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cFirst command: sit.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Evan groaned but obeyed, lowering himself onto his knees. Lucy clapped her hands like an excited coach.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGood boy!\u201d she said, tossing him a treat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Evan caught it in his mouth, only to grimace at the bland, crunchy flavor. \u201cIs this an actual dog biscuit?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lucy\u2019s smile turned devilish. \u201cDogs don\u2019t complain about their treats.\u201d She reached for the newspaper and gave his thigh a light swat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHey!\u201d Evan yelped, his face heating up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lucy crossed her arms, looking down at him with apparent sternness. \u201cBad boy. Spitting out your treat is unacceptable.\u201d Lucy tugged on the leash again, this time with more force, causing the prongs of the collar to bite into Evan\u2019s neck. Evan tried to grab the collar, but his efforts were futile while wearing the paw mittens.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When Lucy released the tension on the collar, Evan reluctantly chewed and swallowed the biscuit. He couldn\u2019t decide whether he was humiliated or oddly entertained by how serious she was about the whole act.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNext,\u201d Lucy announced, tossing the squeaky toy across the room, \u201cfetch!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Evan stared at her, silently daring her to drop the game.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She raised the newspaper again, tilting her head. \u201cDo you need a little encouragement?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Not wanting to revisit the discipline by the colar, Evan crawled across the floor, picked up the toy in his mouth, and returned it to her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGood boy!\u201d Lucy said, rewarding him with another treat. This time, he ate it without protest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The next part of the training involved a series of increasingly absurd tasks\u2014rolling over, crawling in circles, and even \u201cbegging\u201d for his treats.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As Lucy walked away to grab something from the kitchen, he couldn\u2019t resist tugging on the leash, causing her to stumble slightly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lucy spun around, raising an eyebrow. \u201cOh, so we\u2019re testing boundaries now?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Evan smirked, feeling a flicker of rebellion. \u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lucy didn\u2019t hesitate. She picked up the newspaper and swatted his bottom\u2014not hard, but enough to make him freeze.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBad boy,\u201d she said firmly, though her eyes sparkled with amusement.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Evan\u2019s face burned with embarrassment, and he opened his mouth to protest, but Lucy knelt down, her expression softening.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDogs need to learn, Evan,\u201d she said, scratching behind his ears. \u201cIt\u2019s all part of the process.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The final test came when Lucy led him outside. She gestured to the backyard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGo on, pup. Time to do your business.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Evan froze, looking at her like she\u2019d lost her mind. \u201cYou can\u2019t be serious.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lucy crossed her arms, tapping the newspaper lightly against her palm. \u201cDogs don\u2019t use the toilet, Evan.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

With a deep sigh, he trudged out to the yard, crouching behind a bush. He couldn\u2019t help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Evan started to stand to pee and Lucy jerked him to the ground with a tug of the leach. \u201cOn all fours, and lift a leg like dogs do.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Feeling an urgency to relieve himself, Evan did when he was told as Lucy stood over him grinning at the sight of a man debasing himself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When he finished, Lucy led him back to the house and removed his leash and gloves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou\u2019ve been such a good boy today.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Over the next few days, Evan tried to process what had happened to him. I had mixed feeling. While humiliating, the game was kind of hot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When the weekend arrived, and Lucy had a surprise in store for Evan. They were going to play the game again. Soon, Evan was naked in the middle of the living room, save the choke collar and paw mittens.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then Lucy told him, in her most matter-of-fact tone, that they were having company over. The thought didn\u2019t register at first, but when he heard the doorbell ring, a sinking feeling formed in his stomach.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The door swung open to reveal two women: Sarah and Megan, both of whom Evan had met on a few occasions. Sarah, with her short, spiky blonde hair and striking green eyes, was dressed in a casual yet chic outfit. Megan, tall and statuesque with long brunette hair and a playful smile, waved as she stepped inside. Both women exuded confidence, and both were equally unfazed by the peculiar situation that was unfolding.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHey, Lucy!\u201d Megan greeted with an excited grin. \u201cWhere is your dog?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cRight here,\u201d Lucy called, pointing at Evan\u2014still in his leash and collar\u2014into the room. Evan started to stand up, blushing furiously while covering his genitals with his mittened hands. Lucy quickly grabbed his leash and forced him on all fours.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sarah raised an eyebrow but then smiled knowingly. \u201cWell, well, well. Looks like Lucy\u2019s been doing some real training.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Evan blinked, confused and horrified as Megan walked over to Evan and while scratching behind his ear said \u201cI see. You\u2019re one of us now. Welcome to the club.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was then that Evan realized the full extent of what was happening. Both Sarah and Megan were smiling wickedly as they held leashes attached to two other men. Josh, Sarah\u2019s boyfriend, stood on all fours beside her, a ball gag in his mouth. Adam, Megan\u2019s boyfriend, was similarly restrained, though a choke collar like Evan\u2019s was clearly visible around his neck. Both men looked just as embarrassed\u2014and just as intrigued\u2014as Evan felt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But there was one detail that stood out: all three of the men, Evan, Josh, and Adam, were wearing the same fingerless leather mittens, each pair snugly fitted to their hands. The mittens served a purpose\u2014they made it impossible for the men to hold anything. In this state, they were effectively in bondage, unable to perform basic tasks or resist their girlfriends\u2019 commands. A tug of the choke collar, and they were at the mercy of their dominant women.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Josh and Adam had arrived in sweatpants and T-shirts, looking as normal as could be, until Lucy, Sarah, and Megan decided it was time for the real fun to begin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Without a word, Lucy gestured to Sarah and Megan, and they moved toward their boyfriends. Megan, with a mischievous grin, tugged Adam\u2019s T-shirt over his head while Sarah did the same to Josh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The girlfriends looked at each other with approval, then at their \u201cpets,\u201d who sat beside their owners, with heads bowed and expressions of resigned humiliation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAlright, boys,\u201d Lucy said, her voice playful and firm, \u201ctime to show everyone how well-behaved you are.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The men were made to crawl and obey every command. They fetched toys, sat on command, and performed tricks for their girlfriends and their friends. The women showered them with praise and treats, but always with a firm tug of the leash when the boys faltered. There was no escape\u2014each of them had been trained to comply.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cFetch the toy, Josh,\u201d Sarah said, giving the leash a small tug.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Josh crawled to the toy and returned it to her mouth open, unable to hold it in his hands due to the leather mittens. He had no choice but to drop it at her feet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGood boy,\u201d Sarah said with a smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Adam, still adjusting to his new role, looked at Megan with a mixture of confusion and intrigue as she held up a ball. \u201cFetch!\u201d she commanded, and he crawled after it, his mittens preventing him from grasping it fully.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Evan, still in his leash and collar, watched the scene unfold with a mixture of embarrassment and amusement. He hadn\u2019t realized the extent of the bond Lucy had formed with her friends\u2014or how much they had all embraced this playful, submissive dynamic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At one point Sarah said, \u201cYou know what dogs like to do?  They like to smell other dog\u2019s butts.\u201d The three women laughed as Lucy tugged Evan\u2019s leash and commanded that ne sniff Josh and Adam\u2019s butts. Evan resisted, but the collar convinced him to he had no control, so he complied.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Crawling over to Adam, Evan pretended to sniff his butt. Lucy was unsatisfied with Evan\u2019s performance, \u201cGet your nose in his ass,\u201d she commanded while pulling the collar to drag Evan\u2019s face into Adam\u2019s ass crack. The woman cackled while Evan degraded himself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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After an afternoon of amusing games and increasingly absurd tricks, evening approached, and the activities became more sexual. It started with the women forcing their pets to lick the woman\u2019s hands and ended up with the three men performing cunnilingus while kneeling between the spread legs of their masters.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After hours of play, it was time to go. The three women agreed that they should get together again, and just like that, the \u201cpet party\u201d became an unspoken tradition for Lucy and her two friends\u2014and of course their obedient pets.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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