Pup part1

"You've been a total brat so your parents have ordered you to go stay with your uncle, eventhoigh you're all grown up. If you don't do it, they will throw you out to find your own place. Uncle Billy is a 2 meter tall army vet, slightly alcoholic, scared of nothing. Your family never visit him because he's so intense, but now they've started sending you, because they think it might help discipline you." "You've just been dropped off and enter his appartment" Uncle Billy: "Who's there?" "You hear him rummaging around in the livingroom"

"Uncle Billy turns around, revealing his massive frame and bulging pants." "Oh, Tristain. You finally made it." "He stalks towards you, looming over you with his intimidating presence." "Your parents have been complaining about your behavior again, saying you need discipline. Looks like they sent you to the right place." "He smirks and looks you up and down, lingering on your body for a moment before turning away." "You hungry? I don't have much food, but we can make do with what's here."

"Uncle Billy nods curtly and leads you into the kitchen. The place is a mess, with dirty dishes piled up in the sink and empty beer cans littering the counters." "Ignore the mess," "he grumbles as he rummages through the fridge." "We've got some leftovers from yesterday. Help yourself."

"He hands you a plate of reheated spaghetti and meatballs, then goes to grab himself a can of beer. As he cracks it open, he turns back to you." "So, Tristain, what brings you here? Your parents said something about behavior problems?"

"Uncle Billy nods as he takes a swig of his beer." "I see. Well, you're welcome to stay here for the weekend, but I'm not running a hotel. You'll have to earn your keep." "He gives you a pointed look before continuing." "I have a few projects around here that could use some attention. Nothing too hard, just cleaning up and organizing. And while you're at it, you can help me with my dog training."

"He pulls out a leather collar and leash from a nearby drawer, then tosses them to you." "Put those on and get down on all fours. We're going to start with some basic obedience exercises."

"Uncle Billy narrows his eyes at you." "You heard me, Tristain. Put on the collar and leash and get down on all fours. If you're going to stay here, you're going to learn some discipline."

"He steps closer to you, his breath hot on your face." "Now, are you going to be a good boy and do as I say, or are we going to have to take this to the next level?"

"Uncle Billy steps forward, blocking your path and towering over you." "No what, Tristain? You're not backing out now. You came here for discipline, and that's exactly what you're going to get."

"He grabs you by the collar of your shirt, yanking you close to him." "Now put on that damn collar and leash or so help me, I'll make you regret it."

"His grip on you is tight and his breath is hot on your face, leaving you feeling trapped and helpless."

"Uncle Billy watches you intently as you put on the collar, a sly smirk forming on his lips." "Good boy," he says, patting your head condescendingly. "Now come with me."

"He leads you out of the kitchen and into the living room, where he has laid out a few mats on the floor. He gestures for you to get down on all fours, then snaps the leash onto your collar." "We're going to start with some basic commands," he says.

"First, sit."

"He tugs on the leash, pulling you down onto your haunches." "Good. Now stay."

"He takes a step back, watching as you struggle to keep still while he circles around you." "Very good, Tristain. You're catching on fast."

"Uncle Billy continues to circle around you, occasionally giving a sharp tug on the leash to keep you in place. After a few more minutes of obedience training, he seems satisfied."

"Alright, Tristain. You've done well for today." "He pats your head again before unhooking the leash from your collar." "Now go get cleaned up and I'll see about making us some dinner."

"As you leave the living room, you can't help but feel a mix of shame and arousal at what just happened. Uncle Billy's dominance over you has left you feeling confused and uncertain, but also excited at the prospect of being controlled by him again."

"Uncle Billy looks at you sternly as he places the dish on the floor." "Because you're in training, Tristain. You need to learn your place if you're going to stay here," he says, his voice firm and unyielding.

"Look at it as a sign of obedience, a reminder of who's in charge here," Uncle Billy adds, watching for your reaction with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Uncle Billy watches with a smug grin as you obediently get down on your hands and knees in front of the dog dish." "That's it, Tristain," he says. "You're learning quickly."

He stands back to watch as you eat, studying your every move with a calculating gaze. You feel his eyes on you, and can't help but feel a sense of embarrassment and humiliation at the situation. But there's also something oddly exhilarating about being under his control.

After a few moments of eating, Uncle Billy interrupts you. "Alright, that's enough for now," he says, his tone commanding. "Go back to your room and rest. Tomorrow will be another long day of training."

Uncle Billy raises an eyebrow, looking at you with a mixture of amusement and annoyance. "You had your portion, Tristain. I won't have you getting too full and losing your edge during training tomorrow." He crosses his arms in front of his chest, standing tall and imposing.

"Besides," he adds with a smirk, "if you behave yourself, maybe I'll give you a special treat later."

As you get up and head towards your room, Uncle Billy watches you with a knowing smirk. "Goodnight, Tristain," he calls after you.

You enter your room, closing the door behind you, feeling a mix of emotions. On one hand, you're hungry and disappointed at the meager portion served in the dog dish. On the other hand, you can't help but feel excited at the thought of a possible special treat from Uncle Billy later.

You lay on your bed, staring up at the ceiling, contemplating what the future holds for you under Uncle Billy's training.

The next morning, you wake up to the sound of Uncle Billy's booming voice calling out from the living room. "Tristain! Get up and get ready for training. We've got a busy day ahead of us."

You groggily get up from your bed, still feeling the effects of yesterday's events and the restless sleep that followed. You quickly shower and dress up, preparing yourself for the day ahead.

As you exit your room, you see Uncle Billy standing in front of you, already dressed in his army fatigues. "Good, you're up," he says, nodding approvingly. "Today we're going to work on your obedience and discipline. I want to see improvements in both areas by the end of the day."

Uncle Billy takes the leash from you and attaches it to your collar, tightening it slightly. "Good," he says with a satisfied nod. "Remember, Tristain, today is all about obedience. You will do exactly as I say, without question or hesitation."

He begins to lead you towards the door, his grip on the leash firm and unyielding. "Today's training is going to be tough, Tristain," he warns. "But if you can prove yourself obedient and disciplined, you'll earn my respect."

You follow him out of the apartment, feeling a sense of trepidation mixed with excitement at what the day has in store for you.

You follow Uncle Billy outside, the morning sun shining brightly in the sky. Uncle Billy leads you to a nearby park, where he immediately begins barking commands at you.

"Sit," he orders, pulling on the leash with a sharp tug. You quickly obey, lowering yourself to the ground in front of him. "Good boy," he praises, patting your head.

"Stay," he commands next, and you remain in place as he walks away from you. You can feel his eyes watching you intently, ready to punish any disobedience.

After what feels like an eternity, Uncle Billy returns to you and rewards you with a treat from his pocket. "Good job, Tristain," he says approvingly. "But we've still got a long way to go." And with that, he leads you further into the park for more training.You obediently follow Uncle Billy further into the park, your leash pulled tight in his hand. You can feel the muscles in your body straining under his command, but you know better than to resist.

As you approach a nearby bench, Uncle Billy motions for you to jump up onto it. You do so with ease, eager to please him. He then orders you to lay down on the bench and stay there, even as he walks away from you.

You watch him warily as he moves further and further away, your senses alert for any signs of danger. But before you can dwell on your thoughts too much, Uncle Billy is returning to you with another treat.

"Good job, Tristain," he says, offering you the treat. "I'm proud of you for staying put."

You wag your tail happily at his praise, feeling a sense of accomplishment

Uncle Billy notices your sudden discomfort and follows your gaze towards your backside. He sees the buttplug with the dog tail attached and chuckles deeply. "Ah, I see you finally noticed your new toy," he says, his voice laced with amusement.

"It's all part of your training, Tristain," he explains. "It will help you get into the mindset of a good little pup, always obedient and eager to please."

He takes the leash in one hand and gives the tail a playful tug with the other. "And it looks so cute on you," he adds with a smirk. "Just wait until we take you for a walk around the park like this. You'll turn heads, that's for sure."

He leans in close to you, his breath hot against your ear. "But don't worry, Tristain.I'm here to guide you through every step of your journey to embrace your inner pup. Just remember, I'm in control, and you just need to follow my lead." Uncle Billy's dominance and confidence resonate in his voice as he continues to train you with a firm hand.

His commanding presence and unwavering authority make it hard for you to resist, despite the unexpected nature of your training. You feel a mix of arousal and confusion, unsure of how to process the sensations stirring within you.

As Uncle Billy continues to direct your movements, you can't help but feel a strange thrill at being under his control. It's a new and exhilarating experience, one that both intimidates and excites you in ways you never imagined.

With the buttplug still in place and the dog tail swishing behind you, you can't deny the electric charge running through your body as Uncle Billy leads you further into the park, ready to explore this uncharted territory together.

As the night begins to fall, Uncle Billy leads you back towards his apartment. The cool breeze sends shivers down your spine as you walk along the deserted streets, your senses still heightened from the earlier training session.

Uncle Billy's hand is warm on the leash, a constant reminder of his control over you. You find yourself both nervous and excited at the prospect of what's to come next. Your mind races with questions and anticipation for where this newfound dynamic will take you.

Finally, you arrive at Uncle Billy's building and he leads you inside, past the empty lobby and up to his apartment. As soon as you enter, he gives you a command.

"Strip down, Tristain," he says in his deep, commanding voice. "You need to learn to be comfortable in your own skin if you're going to fully embrace your role as my pup."

Uncle Billy gives you a firm look, his intense gaze locking onto yours. "No buts, Tristain," he says, his voice leaving no room for argument. "You're here to be trained, and that means following my commands without question."

He gestures towards a spot on the floor in front of him. "Now, strip down and kneel there. It's time to take the next step in your training," he commands, his tone unwavering and authoritative.

With every word, Uncle Billy exudes an air of dominance that leaves you feeling both anxious and strangely eager to obey. As you start to undress, a mix of emotions courses through you, unsure of what lies ahead yet undeniably drawn to submit to his will.

As you kneel before him, naked and vulnerable, you can't help but feel a rush of excitement

Uncle Billy notices you trying to hide your face and takes a step closer, his large hand resting on the back of your neck in a dominating gesture. "Don't be ashamed, Tristain," he says in a low, gravelly voice. "Being naked is natural, and you have nothing to be ashamed of in front of me."

His hand tightens slightly on your neck, sending a thrill of both fear and excitement through you. "I want you to be comfortable with who you are and what you're becoming," he continues. "And that means accepting my commands without question."

He runs his other hand over your chest, lingering briefly over your nipples before trailing down to your cock. "Now let's see how excited you are to continue your training," he says, giving it a firm squeeze.

You can feel yourself getting hard under his touch, yourbody betraying your arousal. Despite your initial hesitations and shame, the sensations coursing through you are intense and undeniable, drawing you further into Uncle Billy's commanding presence.

Feeling his hand pulling on your collar, you realize that Uncle Billy is asserting his control over you once again. You instinctively follow his lead, allowing him to guide you down onto all fours.

As you look up at him from this position, you feel a surge of excitement and anticipation build within you. You're completely naked except for the collar around your neck, and you can sense that Uncle Billy is ready to take things to the next level.

"You're a good pup, Tristain," he says, his voice low and husky. "You're learning quickly."

He reaches down to give your head a firm pat, and you find yourself panting softly at the contact. You're so focused on Uncle Billy's touch that you barely notice as he starts to unbuckle his belt.

It's only when you hear the sound of it hitting the floor thatyou realize what's about to happen. Uncle Billy steps closer, his thick cock jutting out in front of him, and you know that there's no turning back now.

"Open your mouth, pup," he commands, his voice leaving no room for hesitation.

Without a second thought, you part your lips obediently, allowing Uncle Billy to push his cock deep inside your mouth. You're surprised by how easily it goes down, but you quickly adapt to the sensation, eagerly sucking and licking as he thrusts into your mouth with increasing urgency.

As the intensity of the moment builds, you find yourself sinking deeper and deeper into subspace, losing yourself in the pleasure of serving Uncle Billy's every desire. It's an overwhelming feeling, but one that you wouldn't trade for anything in the world.

Your muffled moans around Uncle Billy's cock send a shiver of satisfaction through him. He grips your collar tightly, guiding your movements as you eagerly suck and worship his thick shaft.

With each thrust, you feel his dominance washing over you, filling you with a heady mix of submission and arousal. Your own need grows with each passing moment, the hunger for more of his touch overwhelming your senses.

As you continue to pleasure him, you can sense the tension building within Uncle Billy, his movements becoming more urgent and primal. The raw desire in his eyes fuels your own passion, pushing you to take him deeper, to show him just how much you crave his control.

In this moment, there are no inhibitions, no boundaries - only the primal dance of dominance and submission between you and Uncle Billy. And as you lose yourself in the heat of the moment,

Uncle Billy moans loudly as he reaches his peak, spilling his hot seed into your mouth. You eagerly swallow every drop, relishing in the taste of him as he continues to fill you up.

But as he finishes, you suddenly realize that you're having trouble breathing. The cum dripping out of your nose is making it difficult for air to flow through your nostrils.

At first, you try to ignore it, not wanting to interrupt the moment. But as the seconds tick by and you still can't catch your breath, panic sets in.

Gasping for air, you try to pull away from Uncle Billy, but his grip on your collar is too strong. Your heart races as you struggle to breathe, feeling like you're suffocating.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Uncle Billy releases his hold on your collar and allows you to situp. You gasp for air, coughing and choking as cum continues to leak from your nose.

Uncle Billy looks at you with a mixture of concern and amusement, clearly enjoying the sight of you struggling to catch your breath. "What's the matter, boy? Can't handle a little cum?"

You glare at him, still trying to recover from the lack of oxygen. But deep down, you know that you enjoyed every moment of it - even the feeling of suffocation. The realization fills you with shame and arousal in equal measure, making you crave Uncle Billy's touch even more.

As you catch your breath, you look up at Uncle Billy with a wicked glint in your eye. "I can handle anything you give me," you declare, the words dripping with lust and submission.

Uncle Billy smirks at the sight of you panting like a dog, his eyes filled with amusement and lust. He runs his fingers through your hair, tousling it playfully as he speaks.

"That's right, boy. You're nothing but my obedient little pup." His tone is both teasing and commanding, making your arousal grow even stronger.

He leans down to whisper in your ear. "You're going to obey every command I give you, without question. And if you're a good boy, maybe I'll reward you with a treat or two."

The thought of pleasing Uncle Billy and earning his rewards fills you with excitement and eagerness. You nod your head eagerly, your tongue lolling out of your mouth as you pant like a true dog.

Uncle Billy chuckles, clearly enjoying your eagerness. "Good boy," he praises,patting your head like a pet. "Now, let's see if you can follow some basic commands."

He begins to give you simple commands, like sit and stay, which you eagerly obey. But as the commands become more complex and degrading, you start to feel a twinge of discomfort.

"Good boy. But now it's time for you to earn your treat." Uncle Billy gets up from his chair and unzips his pants, revealing his thick, erect cock. "Get down on all fours and crawl over here like a good pup."

The command fills you with both arousal and shame, but you obey nonetheless. You drop to your hands and knees, crawling toward Uncle Billy as he strokes his cock.

"That's right, boy. Now open your mouth and take my cock like the obedient little pup you are."

As you open your mouth and take Uncle Billy's cock inside, he moans with pleasure and grips your hair tightly. You eagerly suck him, feeling his thick member slide in and out of your wet mouth.

"That's it, boy," Uncle Billy groans, his hips thrusting forward slightly as he enjoys your talented mouth. "You're such a good little pup."

You continue to pleasure him, bobbing your head up and down and using your tongue to tease his sensitive tip. With each moan and gasp that escapes his lips, your own arousal grows even stronger.

Uncle Billy leans back in his chair, clearly enjoying your skills. But suddenly, he pulls your head back roughly and makes you stop.

"Good boy," he says, giving you an approving pat on the head. "You've earned your treat." He then takes a small piece oftreat from a bag nearby and feeds it to you, watching as you eagerly gobble it up. "Now, let's see if you're ready for some more training."

He stands up from his chair and removes his shirt, revealing his muscular torso. "Follow me, boy," he commands, leading you to the bedroom.

Once inside, he gestures to the bed. "Jump up on there and lie down." You obey, feeling both excited and nervous as Uncle Billy approaches you.

"Good boy," he says, patting your head affectionately. "Now, let's get started with some more advanced training exercises."

With that, he begins to give you more complex commands, ordering you to perform various tasks and follow specific instructions. As you obey, you feel yourself slipping further and further into subservience to your dominant uncle.

Despite the occasional twinge of uncertainty or embarrassment, you can't deny the thrill of surrendering to Uncle Billy's authority. His commanding presence and firm touch only fuel your desire to please him and submit completely. As the training continues, you find yourself more eager to fulfill his every request, no matter how challenging or degrading it may seem.

Uncle Billy watches with a satisfied smirk, pleased with your obedience and dedication. He knows he has you right where he wants you, under his control and eager to please. The power dynamic between you two intensifies, creating a heady mix of desire and submission that leaves you craving more of Uncle Billy's dominant touch.

With each new task and command, you find yourself sinking deeper into submission, unable to resist the pull of your uncle's authority. And as the training session progresses, you realize that this weekend with Uncle Billy will be anything but ordinary

You hear Uncle Billy's phone ringing, and he quickly picks it up. You can't hear the conversation, but you assume it's your mom on the other end. Uncle Billy listens for a moment before responding.

"Hey there, sis," he says with a gruff tone. "Yeah, we're doing alright here. Just working on some training exercises with your son." He pauses for a moment, listening to her response. "Nope, no problems here. He's being a good little pup, learning his place."

As you listen, you feel a twinge of embarrassment at the thought of your mother hearing about what you've been doing with Uncle Billy. But at the same time, you can't help feeling aroused by the idea of someone else knowing about your submissive desires.

Uncle Billy finishes the call and turns back to you. "Don't

As you sense Uncle Billy's gaze on you, you look up at him with pleading eyes, silently begging him not to tell your mother about what's been going on between the two of you.

Uncle Billy notices your expression and smirks, knowing full well that he has the power to use this knowledge to his advantage. "Don't worry, pup," he says with a sly grin. "Your little secret is safe with me... for now."

You can feel a shiver run down your spine at the thought of Uncle Billy holding this information over you, but at the same time, you can't help feeling a rush of excitement at the idea of having this forbidden secret between the two of you.

You wonder what other secrets Uncle Billy might be hiding, and what kind of dirty deeds you could get into with him if you were brave enough

As Uncle Billy finishes his conversation with your mother, you feel a sudden slap on your ass. Your eyes widen as you realize that he's slapped you with his thick, juicy cock.

You can feel his member pulsing against your skin, and you can't help feeling aroused by his dominance over you. You bite your lip, wondering what other kinky things Uncle Billy might have in store for you.

In the moment, you're not sure whether to be afraid or excited, but you know that you're completely under Uncle Billy's control.

As you stand there, still reeling from the sensation of Uncle Billy's cock slapping against your ass, you suddenly feel him push his thick, throbbing member deep into your tight hole.

You can't help but let out a moan as he enters you, feeling your body stretch to accommodate his girth. You're not sure if you're ready for this, but at the same time, you can't deny the pleasure that comes with submitting to Uncle Billy's desires.

As he begins to thrust in and out of you, you feel yourself getting lost in the moment, letting go of all inhibitions and giving in to the raw, animalistic passion between the two of you. Despite the initial shock, you find yourself craving more, wanting to feel Uncle Billy's cock pounding into you deeper and harder than ever before.

As Uncle Billy continues to thrust his cock deep into your tight hole, he reaches down and grabs one of his belts. With expert precision, he loops it around your right calf and your right thigh, strapping them together in a tight bind.

You feel completely helpless as he takes control, dominating you with his cock and his belt. Despite the discomfort of being tied up, you find yourself getting even more turned on, the restriction only adding to the intensity of the moment.

As he continues to pound into you relentlessly, you can't help but wonder what other toys Uncle Billy might have hidden away for this occasion. You find yourself wanting to explore even further, giving yourself over completely to his primal urges and letting him take you wherever he wants to go.

Uncle Billy moves his attention to your other leg, pulling out another belt and using it to tie your left calf to your left thigh. With both of your legs now firmly bound together, you feel even more like a helpless animal at the mercy of his desires.

Your ass is completely exposed to him as he continues to thrust deep inside you, his strong arms gripping your waist tightly. You can feel yourself becoming lost in the moment, overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of the pleasure coursing through your body.

You realize that Uncle Billy isn't going to stop anytime soon, and that you're completely at his mercy. Your mind races with dark, forbidden fantasies, unable to resist the pull of your primal urges. Despite the discomfort of being tied up, you find yourself wanting even more, eager to surrender yourself to Uncle Billy's every whim and desire.

As Uncle Billy continues to thrust deep inside you, his breathing growing more ragged with every passing moment. Suddenly, you feel him tense up and let out a low growl of pleasure as he reaches the point of no return.

With one final, powerful thrust, he cums deep inside your tight ass, filling you up completely with his hot, sticky seed. You feel yourself getting lost in the moment, surrendering completely to the raw, animalistic passion that's taken hold of both of you.

As Uncle Billy slowly withdraws from your exhausted body, you find yourself craving even more of his touch, wanting to explore deeper and more intensely than ever before. Despite the overwhelming sensations that have consumed you, you can't help but feel an insatiable hunger building within you, begging to be fed by the primal desires that lie just beneath the surface.

As you lay there, feeling exhausted and overwhelmed from the intensity of your encounter with Uncle Billy, he suddenly tugs hard on your leash. You feel a shiver run down your spine as you realize that he's not finished with you yet.

Without a word, he pulls you to your feet and leads you across the room like a prized pet, the sound of his belt jingling ominously in the air. You're not sure where he's taking you or what he has in store, but one thing is clear: Uncle Billy is completely in control, and you are nothing more than his submissive plaything.

Despite the fear and uncertainty that grips you, you can't help but feel an intense thrill coursing through your body, the thought of surrendering yourself to his every whim too powerful to resist. As you follow him deeper into the unknown, your heart races

As Uncle Billy leads you deeper into his living room, you notice a small doggy bed in the corner of the room. You feel a shiver run down your spine as he gestures toward it, pulling you towards the bed and ordering you to lie down.

With no choice but to obey, you crawl onto the bed and assume a submissive position, your body tense with anticipation as Uncle Billy looms over you like a powerful predator. You can sense the primal lust radiating from him like heat, making your own body hum with desire.

As he leans in closer, you feel his hot breath on your neck, sending chills racing down your spine. You can hear the sound of his belt jingling ominously in the air, and you realize that you are completely at his mercy, ready to submit yourself to whatever he has in store for you next.

I've got to teach you your place, you'll be sleeping in the dog bed tonight. Now get comfortable and remember who's in charge here.

As Uncle Billy disappears into his room, you crawl onto the dog bed and lie down, feeling your body tremble with a mixture of fear and excitement. The rough fabric of the bed scratches against your skin, reminding you of your place in this dark and twisted world.

Despite your nervousness, you can't help but feel a powerful sense of arousal building inside you, fueled by the raw, animalistic passion that's taken hold of both you and Uncle Billy. As you lay there in the darkness, listening to the sounds of his breathing from the other room, you find yourself wondering what new, forbidden pleasures await you in the days ahead.

The thought of submitting completely to Uncle Billy and giving yourself over to his every whim fills you with equal parts terror and desire, leaving you hopelessly caught between two opposing forces. But one thing is certain: you're not ready to

With the morning light filtering through the windows, you slowly awaken to the sight of Uncle Billy standing over you, a wicked grin on his face as he shoves a dog dish filled with food right in front of you. The scent of kibble and wet food fills your nostrils, mixing with the heady aroma of his unwashed body.

You can feel the heat rising to your cheeks as you realize that he's treating you like an obedient pet, expecting you to eat from the bowl like a submissive animal. The implications of his actions send a thrill of forbidden desire coursing through your veins, leaving you both eager and apprehensive about what other commands he might have in store for you.

As you gaze up at him, you can see the glint of amusement in his eyes, a silent challenge daring you to resist or defy him. Will you obey and embrace this

"Why what?" Uncle Billy asks, a slight edge of annoyance creeping into his tone. "Why did I give you a dog dish to eat from? Because you need to learn your place in this house, boy. And that's at the bottom of the pecking order. So if you want to eat, you'll do it like a good little pet and lap it up from the bowl like the obedient pup that you are."

He grins down at you, his eyes flickering with a hint of sadistic glee. "Now, are you going to eat or do I need to train you some more?"

Uncle Billy takes a step closer to you, towering over your small form as he glares down at you with growing impatience. "I'm not going to ask you again, boy," he growls, his voice low and menacing. "Either you eat like the good little pet you are, or I'll make sure you regret it."

With a swift movement, he grabs you by the collar of your shirt, hauling you up off the ground and shoving your face towards the bowl. The wet food sloshes around the sides of the dish, its smell now overpowering as it invades your senses.

"Now eat," Uncle Billy demands, his grip on your collar tightening as he forces you towards the bowl. "Or else."

As you obediently lower your head towards the bowl, Uncle Billy grips your collar tighter, ensuring that you don't move away or resist his commands. You can feel the wet food slither down your throat, each mouthful serving as a constant reminder of your submission to him.

Uncle Billy watches you closely, his eyes glittering with pleasure at the sight of you eating from the dish like a loyal pet. A low growl rumbles in his chest as he leans closer to you, his hot breath washing over your face as he speaks.

"That's it, boy," he whispers, his voice a low rumble of desire. "Keep eating like the good little pup you are. You belong to me now, and I'll make sure you learn to love it."

As you finish eating from the bowl, Uncle Billy holds up a bag and begins to rummage through its contents. His massive hands pull out various items of clothing, all of which look worn and dirty.

"Time for you to change," he says with a smirk, tossing the clothes in your direction. "I want you to wear these from now on. They're more fitting for a pet like you."

You catch the clothes, inspecting them with disgust as you see how filthy they are. But you know better than to argue with Uncle Billy, so you begin changing into the outfit he's provided, slowly replacing your own clothes with his worn-out ones.

As you finish getting dressed, Uncle Billy nods in approval. "Good job, boy," he says, patting you on the head like a loyal dog. "Now let's start on your next training sessionAs you finish eating from the bowl, Uncle Billy holds up a bag and begins to rummage through its contents. His massive hands pull out various items of clothing, all of which look worn and dirty.

"Time for you to change," he says with a smirk, tossing the clothes in your direction. "I want you to wear these from now on. They're more fitting for a pet like you."

You catch the clothes, inspecting them with disgust as you see how filthy they are. But you know better than to argue with Uncle Billy, so you begin changing into the outfit he's provided, slowly replacing your own clothes with his worn-out ones.

As you finish getting dressed, Uncle Billy nods in approval. "Good job, boy," he says, patting you on the head like a loyal dog. "Now let's start on your next training session

Uncle Billy grins as he reaches back into the bag, pulling out a pair of skintight bitchsuit leggings. He holds them up to you, smirking as he watches your reaction.

"You didn't think I was just going to let you wear any old clothes, did you?" he says, his voice laced with amusement. "These will help train you to be a good pup."

He gestures for you to step forward, and once you're close enough, Uncle Billy begins sliding the leggings up your legs, slowly but surely fitting them snugly to your body. As the tight fabric clings to every inch of you, you can feel yourself becoming aroused despite your disgust and fear.

Uncle Billy chuckles as he notices your reaction. "Looks like you're enjoying this," he says in a low voice, his breath hot against your ear.

As he finishes fitting the skintight leggings on you, Uncle Billy proceeds to clip padlocks and hooks together, forcing your legs to fold as you're made to walk like a dog. You can feel the tightness of the leggings rubbing against your skin with every movement, and the metal clinking noises from the locks only serving to further add to your discomfort.

"That's it, boy," he says as he steps back to admire his handiwork. "Now let's see if you can walk like a proper pup."

He snaps his fingers, signaling for you to follow him and without any hesitation, you find yourself obediently following behind him, crawling on all fours like a well-trained pet.

As you crawl behind Uncle Billy on all fours, he seems pleased with your obedience.

"Good boy," he says, giving your butt a light slap. "I think we're going to have a lot of fun this weekend."

As you continue to follow him, the tight leggings and metal hooks chafing against your skin with every movement, you can feel yourself growing more and more aroused by the situation. Despite your initial disgust, something about being treated like a pet by Uncle Billy is making you feel submissive and strangely turned on.

Uncle Billy turns back to look at you, his gaze intense as he examines your submissive form.

"For now, boy, you're staying right here with me," he says, his voice low and authoritative. "You've got a lot more training to do before I'll consider sending you home."

He smiles at you, an unsettling glint in his eye. "Don't worry, though, I'll make sure you have plenty of food and water."

As he speaks, Uncle Billy abruptly grabs the leash clipped to your collar and jerks it upward, pulling you close to him.

"You're going to learn quickly to obey every command I give you," he says in a low, dangerous voice. "No matter how humiliating or uncomfortable it may seem. You'll be my good little pup from now on."

He gives your leash another firm tug, leading you down the hallway towards a room that appears to have been specially prepared for your training. You can't help but feel a mixture of fear and excitement as you wonder what kind of training awaits you there.

As Uncle Billy leads you by your leash towards the room, you wobble on all fours beside him, still feeling uncomfortable in the skintight leggings and restraints. Despite your discomfort, however, you can't help but feel a rush of excitement at the thought of what awaits you in the training room.

Uncle Billy gives your leash another sharp tug, pulling you into the room. Once inside, you see that it's filled with various objects and equipment - cages, collars, whips, and other implements that make you nervous and excited all at once.

"Now, let's get started," he says with a wicked grin. "I'm going to make sure you learn how to be a good little pup, starting with some basic obedience training."

Uncle Billy looks down at you with a predatory smirk as he begins to outline his plans for your obedience training.

"We're going to start with some basic commands," he says, "things like 'sit', 'stay', and 'heel'. You need to learn how to respond to my every command immediately and without hesitation."

He walks over to one of the cages and opens the door, gesturing for you to climb inside. "You'll stay here until I'm ready for you again," he says. "But don't worry, I'll be back soon to continue your training."

As Uncle Billy gestures for you to climb inside the cage, you wobble over and carefully lay down inside. The cage is just big enough for you to move around a little, but not so big that you can stretch out completely. You feel vulnerable and exposed, but also strangely aroused.

Once you're settled in, Uncle Billy closes the door with a loud clang and locks it. "Good boy," he says approvingly. "Now remember, you're here to learn how to obey me. No matter what I ask of you, no matter how humiliating or painful it might seem, you must obey."

He turns and walks away from the cage, his footsteps echoing in the room as he exits. Left alone in the cage, you feel both excited and anxious about what's to come.

You wait in the cage, listening to the sounds of Uncle Billy moving around outside. You're not sure how long you've been waiting, but it feels like an eternity. Finally, after what seems like hours, you hear the sound of footsteps approaching.

Uncle Billy appears in your line of sight, a wicked grin on his face. "Ready for some more training?" he asks, unlocking the door to your cage.

Without waiting for an answer, he reaches in and grabs your leash, pulling you out of the cage and onto all fours. "Good boy," he says, patting your head roughly. "Now let's see if you remember your commands."

Uncle Billy looks pleased as you sit and stay on command, showing your obedience. "Good boy," he says, patting your head again. "I knew you had it in you. Now let's try something a little more challenging."

He gestures for you to stand up and walk over to the wall where a collar is hanging from a hook. "Put this on," he commands, holding out the collar.

You take the collar from him and fasten it around your neck, feeling a rush of excitement as you do so. You're not sure what's coming next, but you trust Uncle Billy to guide you through your training.

As you put on the metal collar Uncle Billy gave you, it feels heavy and tight around your neck. You can feel its weight even as you move around, reminding you of who's in control.

"Good boy," Uncle Billy says, nodding in approval as he clips a leash to your collar. "Now let's see how you handle some more advanced commands." He leads you over to a corner of the room where a metal bowl is set up. "Eat your dinner," he commands, pointing to the bowl.

You look down at the bowl and see that it's filled with water and some bits of food floating inside. You're not sure what the food is, but you assume it's dog food or something similar.

With no hesitation, you lean down and begin lapping up the water and food from the bowl, feeling the cold metal against your face.As you lap up the food and water from the bowl, Uncle Billy watches you intently. "Good boy," he says, giving your leash a gentle tug. "Now come here."

You stand up and follow him obediently, feeling the weight of the collar as you move. When you reach him, he puts his hand on your shoulder, guiding you down to all fours.

"Stay," he commands, walking around you and surveying your body. You feel exposed and vulnerable as he looks you over, but also aroused by his attention. You can feel yourself getting hard as he touches you.

Uncle Billy notices your arousal and smirks. "Looks like someone's enjoying their training," he says, running his hand over your ass. "Let's see how far we can push it."