My first chastity cycle in Hunter’s cock-cage was 21
days. Cycle 2 lasted a record-breaking
27 days and climaxed at our last Atlanta Dominion party with a mind-blowing
fuck and orgasm. Woof! Cycle 3 lasted 26 days… but ended
prematurely. I was so excited about
seeing my Alpha at Southeast Black and Blue Weekend (he said he had “plans” and
was looking forward to “using” me all weekend – which had me excited and nervous
b/c I know hat a mischievous little fucker my Alpha is) that I shot-off from
inside my cock-cage about 12 hours before I was to see Hunter. :(
Needless to say, this puppy did not get to cum again last
weekend. However, I did have a really
fantastic time at SEBB 2015.
Friday (after I came that morning – growl) my omega (Cuddles) picked me up, and we drove down to our
pack mate’s farm where we met her (Gwynn) and our Alpha (Hunter). We set out for the Atlanta Eagle for
rubber/gear night, got a few miles up the road, and Gwynn’s jeep started
smoking. Not good. It died.
We were 3 miles from the farm, so Cuddles and I walked back to fetch his
car. Wolfhounds are built for hiking. Pugs are not.
One of my strides is about 1.5 steps for most people, but for Cuddles to
keep up he had to take two steps on his tinny waddle-enablers for every one of
my long-legged wolfhound strides. And he
was wearing leather in Georgia
in August, so he joined the jeep on the list of things that got
overheated. I callously abandoned him on
the roadside for the coyotes (yes, they do actually have real coyotes out
there) and walked on. I got about 5
minutes from the farm when a Good Samaritan’s pickup carrying Hunter and
Cuddles caught up with me.
We did make it to the Eagle (in Cuddles’ car), and had a fun
time. It was really good to see my Sir
(Loki) down from DC. I miss my Saint
Bernard a lot! And I also got to see
some other fun peoples as well. I got
suited-up in latex and Hunter dropped me into rubber-pup mode. We spent most of Friday night out back by the
bootblack stands w/ me on all fours.
Saturday, was SEBB classes and socializing. This is a really wonderful event, held at the
Eagle, and caped at 100, so it’s not too big – I really like that. Big enough to have good energy; intimate
enough to not feel overwhelming. My lovely
Owner (Shdwkitten) joined us most of Saturday, which was awesome! I ping-ponged around for a bit: Sat at Sir’s
feet in a class, joined Gwynn at the bar, hung out w/ Ma’am and the bootblacks
outside… Finally, Hunter drug me into
the back bar room and let his horny chastity-pup go down on him. It was… yummy. I’ve actually never had sex in a gay bar
before. Hunter takes a cherry.
After that, with me spacey as hell and horny as fuck, Hunter
took me back up front. I got a coke…
however, in trying to sit on a table my coke was sitting on, I spilled it all
on the floor and had to clean it up w/ some paper towels. (It was, thus, later, in realizing my boots
were all sticky, that I declared that they appeared to be covered w/ coke and
cum. It’s okay; that’s an Old Guard
tradition. At least it is in Atlanta.)
We were joined by Ma’am and Sir. I ended up surrounded by three super sexy,
sadistic people I love… and (Loki started it) they all three started to bite me
at the same time – hard. I really was
still a bit high from having Alpha’s wiener in my mouth, and biting is a huge
turn-on for me, so it hurt so bad it was good – and my dick tried to get hard
in its cage.
My Cuddly Pup rejoined us and we went out to dinner (sans
Shdwkitten who had to drive back to SC).
Got back. I got into pup mode
again, this time rocking me new latex shorts (and the rubber harness I’ve
indefinitely borrowed from Sir). Here’s
my sexy Alpha and I, a boy and his dog:
I had maybe an hour or so in pup mode, but Alpha was tired
so we called it an early night Saturday and headed on home.
Sunday, Cuddles, Hunter and I got up early to drive, once
more, into Atlanta. We stopped at a gas station on the way
in. I filled the tank and sent Cuddles
to fetch me chocolate milk. He noticed
that the sign indicated they also sold guns and ammo and asked me if I wanted any. “Sure,” I said, “Bring me a handgun and some
chocolate milk.”
We met Sir and his partner for breakfast. They had to fly back to DC and wouldn’t be
able to join us for the rest of SEBB, but it was really nice to have a little
time with them that morning, just the five of us… even if the coat hook in the men’s
restroom tried to kill me.
We got to the Eagle early.
The children played some pool while I helped Nitro hang some signage,
and then we locked Cuddles in the cage and made him strip to his underwear,
boots and collar. He looked like a cute,
little, gay, go-go boy.
We then sat in on a very good class: Sir Robert Helms (TX)
teaching “Straight and Gay Leather History.”
Seriously, if you ever get a chance to see this one, don’t miss it. He dispels a lot of myths about things like
earned leather, the so-called “Master’s cap” and the fucking “Council of
Elders,” he corrects a lot of revisionist history that’s going on, and he
reveals the truth behind things like the hanky code and Larry Townsend’s Leatherman’s Handbook. But he’s also really good about highlighting
relevant contrasts between the het and gay leather communities. It was well done, and clearly he’s done his
homework.
After that came the puppy mosh… which quickly turned into
the puppy nap time. LOL. It was Sunday afternoon and we were all
pretty tired. Still, it was good; I
think everyone enjoyed themselves, and that is what counts. Near the end of the mosh, Hunter started
rubbing my belly… and my puppy parts! He
got me all hard and horny… then he leaned in close to my latex-hooded ear and
whispered, “You’re going to be my chastity-pup from now on.” My dick started throbbing. “You’re going to stay a horny, little
fuck-pup.” My whole body started
quivering! Woof! So… fucking… hot…
He edged me w/o getting me off. Thus began cycle 4. It’s a full 5 weeks until the next Dominion
party, but Hunter says if I’m a good boy he’ll let me get off before then.
(He’s planning a visit to North Carolina.) The catch is: he’s planning on making this
cycle harder on me by sending me dirty pictures and reading assignments… Arf.
Mischievous little fucker…
In closing, I want to give a big round of a-paws to Sir
Alan, Nitro, boy David, and Girl Dale for organizing such a really wonderful
event. Thank you, again, so very
much. SEBB is a highlight of my year!
