Used again

This story is real.

I had been a good slave for a long time, but a couple of years ago I discovered my facet as a Master, and since then I've had several pups, two of them more or less regular.

During my time as a slave, I had a Master who used me regularly. Then he got a boyfriend, and we ended our BDSM relationship, although we remained friends and saw each other from time to time to have lunch together.

About a month ago, I had one of my pups tied up in a cross, with the anal hook nice and tight, a gag in his mouth, and clips on his nipples. I whispered in his ear if he wanted to have a session with two Masters at once. I saw his cock getting even harder and he started to drool. He immediately said yes. He tried to say something else, but due to the gag, I couldn’t understand him. I could only see the drool dripping from his mouth.

At the end of the session, I wrote a message to my former Master, proposing if he wanted to have a session with one of my pups.

Since we split up, he hadn’t had any BDSM relationship again, and I thought this proposal might motivate him to want to have a session together again. I wasn't sure if he would accept since he has a good relationship with his boyfriend.

I crossed my fingers. After several hours, he told me he was interested in going back to BDSM. Ufff, what a thrill, I thought.

We arranged to meet on a Tuesday, the three of us, in one of those dungeons that are rented out. But one day before, the pup told me he couldn't come. I told my former Master, but he replied that we would still have the session, but I would take the place of the dog. I remained thoughtful. It had been years since I had been a slave, but going back to being one for my former Master excited me. I obeyed.

At the appointed time, he entered the dungeon. I was already naked and prepared. He told me he had bought me a gift. He took out a gray and black dog mask, one of those neoprene ones with ears and a removable snout. The first thing he did was put it on me, tie me to the cross, secure me tightly with some straps, and start torturing my nipples, my balls, and my cock. I didn't remember how hard it was to be a slave, but my excitement at being with my former Master made me shudder with pleasure.

He started putting clips on my armpits and groin. I didn't remember how painful they were...

He continued playing with the clips, and after a while, he told me he had bought me another little gift. He pulled out a new nipple clamp. When he pressed a plunger, three small hooks came out from the other end. Once placed on my nipple, he released the plunger, and they dug in strongly. I begged him to take them off, but he continued playing, applying them to my nipples, enjoying using the little gift on me.

Then he released me, stuck an anal hook in my ass, and tied me to one of those benches to receive spanks. He gave me a few, and then positioned himself in front of me. Lowering the zipper of his leather thong, he asked me: Do you want cock? His hard cock appeared, with a piercing on the tip. What a wonder to see it again!!! How I longed to feel it in my mouth!! He brought it close to my face, but my bindings prevented me from reaching it. He enjoyed watching me try without succeeding.

He asked me again: Do you want to eat cock?

I eagerly replied yes. I still couldn't reach it. He stood in front of me for a while, with his cock just inches from my face. Then, zipping himself up again, he told me I had to earn it.

After a few more spanks, he put me in the sling, tied my wrists and legs, and started working my ass. First, he inserted a medium dildo, one of those double ones. Then a thick one, and while pushing it in and out of my ass, he brought his face closer to mine. I tried to get him to kiss me, but every time I got close, he stepped back and fucked me harder, grinning mischievously.

I was starting to have a sore ass. I felt relieved when he pulled out that huge dildo, but the relief didn’t last long. Next, he inserted the Chinese balls. The last one wouldn’t go in. It hurt when he tried to insert it. He was turned on by my complaints, so instead of stopping, he squeezed hard and pushed it in. I thought my ass was going to burst.

As a reward, he untied me and let me eat his feet. I took off his military boots, the socks, and got to work. I started sucking his big toe as if it were his cock. Any bread is good when there’s no cake!! I ran my tongue between his toes and took his whole foot into my mouth as if it were his cock. I could see the pleasure on his face, which motivated me to devour them without stopping.

After a good while, the real reward arrived. He lowered the zipper of his thong, and out came his hard cock. I swallowed it all the way down. Feeling his piercing in my throat excited me even more.

I devoured it slowly, savoring it, as he likes. Every so often, I would take it all the way down again. He grabbed me by the head and pushed it into my throat. After years of practice, I managed to avoid gagging so I could give my Masters more pleasure. This is something I always try to teach my pups.

After a good while, he asked me: Do you want me to fuck you, dog?

I eagerly nodded and he thrust deeply, pumping hard. I could feel the piercing entering and exiting. What a pleasure to be fucked by my former Master again. I was once again his dog!!

When he was satisfied, he lay back, masturbated, and came. Streams of milk covered his chest. Immediately, I began to lick the delicacy, running my tongue over his entire chest and his nipples.

After a while, he got up and left.

I had rediscovered my facet as a dog.

And I liked it.