Stud Puppy
Tonight I was E’s puppy again. Him taking me to the club as his puppy had become a somewhat regular occurrence. He’d have me put on my rubber catsuit, boots and knee pads, and then he’d put my doggy hood with the breathe-through gag on me, lock the collar, and put paws on my hands and lock them too. I’d spend the night on all fours at the end of his leash -- and sometimes he’d put in my plug tail as well. Tonight he’d also put me in my steel chastity belt, so my dick was well and truly locked away. It was a win-win situation for both of us: I got a couple of hours of doggy time in, being at the end of a leash, sometimes leashed to a hook or put in a cage. And he got a doggy to drag around the club, I helped him pick up hot guys, and if he didn’t find anybody to play with that night he could always play with me. I was sitting on the ground next to him while he was chatting with some guys at the bar, his hand holding the leash and resting on my head, slowly stroking me behind the e...