Collared by Bruno 2

By KC Fleagle.
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Part 2…

After Tomiko finished dinner, she stared at her laptop. The program was up, but she hadn’t decided what she wanted to do. Did she want to stop it? Could it be reversed if she didn’t have the collar on, or did she even want to return to the way she had been before? Bruno had given her immense amounts of fulfillment. More than any man had given her. Plus, he didn’t talk, so no more drama with men.

She rechecked the setting, hoping to find a way out of the collar. In the corner, she saw a little bell icon she hadn’t seen before. Clicking on it took her to the software developers’ website. When Tomiko scrolled to the bottom of the page, there was an update section for the software. It matched the version she had installed on her laptop.

“To make our software as user-friendly as possible, we have selected some of the most popular add-ins based on how you used our product. All add-ins are free of charge.”

The website listed over a dozen add-ins that could further streamline the training experience. One of the last ones was labeled “Breeding enhancements.” Clicking on it gave a short statement of increased options to better tailor the program if they ran a breeding program at a kennel. Her finger hovered over the mouse button before finally clicking download.

Twenty minutes later, she was scrolling through several sections with many more options under each one. None of them stated anything about reducing or removing any features, just more ways to change things or make the choices less generic. This wouldn’t help her at all.

Bruno sauntered past her to get some water, then strolled back to her, wagging his tail. She reached out with her left hand and gave him a good boy scratch behind his ear. His fur was soft to the touch. He nuzzled into her leg. Gasping a quick breath, the relentless fog begins again. Her nipples prodded her robe as he placed his head on her lap. Rotating her knees slightly, she opened her legs. Bruno sniffed and then pushed his head forward. The invading haze consumed more of Tomiko will fight.

Between her ever-increasing heart rate, she scanned the selections, checking several recommended for starting a breeding program. Tomiko tap update. Seconds dragged by as her eagerness for change increased to match her heart rate. Tomiko turned completely towards Bruno and opened her legs, giving him ample access to her sodden cunt.

Bruno licked Tomiko slowly at first but then picked up the pace. Her hands grabbed the table edge as she began to tremble. The firmness of his tongue against her folds before burrowing deeper almost made her cum. The urge to get on all fours overwhelmed her. Tomiko needed him. She pushed his head out from between her legs and spun around, dropping the robe to the ground before presenting herself on all fours. Bruno needed no more encouragement. His paws grabbed her hips. Tomiko guided his massive cock to her waiting entrance. His first stroke went deep. Grunting, she dropped down to her elbows, fully surrendering to him. She wasn’t his owner anymore. He owned her now.

Bruno continued pounding her rapidly, claws digging into her hips. She grunted in rhythm with each of his quickening strokes. Several minutes later, Tomiko felt his large knot at her entrance. She relaxed, letting him expand into her. Her mind’s ability to deny his knot was replaced with orgasm after orgasm swarmed her body from his knot, which grew in size inside her. Suddenly stopping, the warmth of his cum filled her. Taking one hand, she reached back, pressing against her abdomen. Her fingers traced his cock, which was deeply embedded in her. The fog in her mind exploded, forcing thoughts of only breeding.

Tomiko screamed when the last massive orgasm hit. She collapsed further, just hanging by his cock. All her strength was gone, replaced by the inability to focus on anything. Bruno just stood there panting, looking down at her. Her eyes closed.

*****

Tomiko woke on the kitchen floor for the second time today. She couldn’t tell how long she had been on the floor. Bruno wasn’t around either. Standing on her wobbly legs moved to the hall mirror. The LED still read ‘Ongoing.’ Her shoulders slumped. How much longer would it be before the collar released her?

As she walked back over to the kitchen table, she realized the only thing she had on was her collar. It felt natural in some way to her. When she sat down and crossed her legs, the stubble of her unshaven legs became apparent. Had the collar changed other things about her as well? She didn’t notice if her thoughts were different. Would she even realize it if they had changed? Was she now some mental bastardization of a human and a dog? At this point, it didn’t matter anymore.

Looking at the laptop, she viewed all the changes she had made to herself. The software had already pushed the add-ins to the collar. In her mind, she accepted these changes would happen to her. It was just a matter of time. She wanted to belong, be part of the pack, and serve the alpha. This, she knew, was her new purpose.

She went back through the software one more time to check any setting which would make her more of a submissive ‘bitch.’ Every slider for breeding changed to the max. She wanted to be his completely. He was her owner now. She smiled before hitting send. She walked back over to the mirror to check the collar. The display read ‘updating’ before changing back to ‘Ongoing.’

Bruno appeared on the porch by the open back door. He wagged his tail and whimpered. Tomiko walked over to him and knelt in front of him. Brushing her cheek against his, he countered with a quick lick to her ear. She wrapped her arms around his neck and chest, burying her face into his soft fur. The smell of sex was around them. She cuddled with him as he sat on his haunches, keeping his head above hers.

Her hands slowly moved down his back, alternating between scratching and rubbing as he attempted to lick her face again. Tilting her head to give him more access before opening her mouth to facilitate his long tongue. Bruno’s tongue was faster and stronger than hers. An effort to suck on it didn’t work. It only made her stomach flutter more. Reaching down with one hand to his cock, she rubbed the sheath working his cock slowly. Its red tip revealed itself.

From this posture, she bent forward to place his stiffening cock into her mouth. He whimpered. She adjusted her position to get a better angle as he stood up on all fours allowing her greater access. Towering over her small frame, she slowly took his cock deeper. His hips forward, ramming himself further down her throat. Tomiko relaxed her mouth, keeping her lips around the outside. After thrusting again, she gagged a little before adjusting her stance on all fours for a better angle of entry. She wanted to obey him, please him.

Suddenly he stepped over her with each paw along her side before hooking them under her armpits, bracing her against her. His hips picked up the pace as his inflating cocked pounded her mouth. The fog returned to her mind as she took short breaths in sync with his thrashing rhythm. After a few minutes, her diminished gag reflex allowed him to go deeper and deeper with each stroke. Salvia mixed with pre-cum dripped off her lips. Bruno wanted this, so she allowed him to use her completely. He battered her face with his swinging balls.

Once his knot reached her lips, Tomiko closed her eyes to concentrate on breathing as he continued hammering her face. Slurping sounds filled the backyard. Tomiko opened her mouth as wide as possible, allowing his knot to move past her teeth. After three or four more strokes, his knot completely entered her mouth, each time gliding his red-veined cock further and further. He began to slow when his knot increased in size enough to lock itself behind her teeth. She could breathe slowly through her nose as Bruno was now knotted to Tomiko’s mouth.

When he came, she didn’t have to swallow. It was past that point pumping it directly down her gullet. Her lips stretched tightly against his colossal knot. Bruno’s continual panting was all she could hear. When he stepped back over her and spun around, his tail rested upon the top of her head. Her nose was a few inches from his ass; the only thing she could see when she opened her eyes was his haunches. Tomiko’s jaw ached from her impalement.

Bruno took a few steps forward, and pain ripped through her face. She scrambled behind him on all fours, his cock locked inside her mouth. The fog in her mind began to clear. She realized he truly owned her. She was his bitch to be taken and used whenever he pleased. She got what she wanted. To serve her master.

He shuffled further out into the back yard dragging her behind him by her mouth as she frantically tried to keep up. Once they were on the grass, he stopped. It would have been quite the sight if anybody had looked over the fence. Boxer-Great Dane mixed with a small Asian woman lodged on his cock. Tomiko was knotted with him in the backyard for twenty minutes before his cock shrank enough to get past her teeth.

She fell to the ground to rest. Bruno laid down beside her placing his head on her hips. She reached out with one hand and put it on his head. The other went to her neck. The collar wasn’t there. It had fallen off as he dragged her out the door. So, this was it. Her training was complete. Laying naked on her back yard she wondered what it would be like the next time she took Bruno to the dog park. Would she respond the same way to other dogs or just Bruno?

*****

After a quick shower and lunch, Tomiko was nervous about leaving Bruno. She needed to go by the store and pick up some groceries. She hadn’t even thought about going out for the past three days during her training, but she was, backing out of her driveway. She frowned as he just stared at her from the front window. For the rest of the trip, regret tugged at the back of her mind.

As she entered the shopping center parking lot, a large ‘Now Open’ banner hung from a store three doors down from the food mart. Winding her way through the rows of cars to see the front of the store. The blue and red neon sign in the window read ‘Tattoo U.’ She parked and went inside.

A short, stocky woman came from around the counter. Her arms were covered in tattoos.

“Hi, I’m Brenda,” she smiled. “You interested in a tattoo today, hun, or maybe a piercing?”

‘Not sure,” Tomiko raised her foot, showing a flower on her left ankle. “I got one on my lower back too. Beach vacation dare.” Tomiko shrugged.

“Did you have an idea of what you were looking for?” Brenda walked over to a counter with several design books scattered. Moving a few around to try to straighten them out. Tomiko glanced at the covers of a few. She wanted to take a part of Bruno with her when she returned to work. Maybe a tattoo was the answer. “Do you have something dog related?”

Brenda smiled, “Oh yeah. Dog paws are very popular. People get them to remember their pets or to represent one thing or another. I have several designs over here if you want to look at them.”

“Thanks,” She followed her to a wall with dozens of designs on them. Some were of specific breeds of dogs or cats. Some are just a silhouette. Just to the right of that was a simple paw print. That’s the one she wanted. “Ohh, I like that one. Simple.”

Yeah, that style is one of the most popular ones. We have had a special going on since we opened last week. Half off,” Brenda smiled. “How about it?”

She wanted, no needed, to mark that she now belonged to him, but a collar wouldn’t go well with her work attire, but a tattoo could be hidden. If she wore a bikini, it could be seen too, so she would have to think about where to put it. “Ok, I’ll do it.”

“Great,” replied Brenda. “Step back into booth three, and we will get started.” She pointed the way. Tomiko followed her.

“Could I ask a question?” Tomiko couldn’t look her in the face.

“Sure. Fire away.”

“This is a very private thing for me. My dog is extraordinary, but I can’t have a dog paw just anywhere because of work, so could I ask that you place it in a private location?”

“Once we are in the booth, I can close the curtains so we will be alone while I ink it. Is that your concern?” Brenda closed the door behind her before drawing the curtains closed.

‘Oh…yeah..err. that’s what I meant.” Tomiko’s face became a deep crimson.

“Ok, so you wanted the simple paw design, right?” Brenda pulled up the pattern on the computer.

“Yes. Can you make it life-size?” Tomiko sat down on the chair with her hips slightly forward. She fiddled with her small purse. She didn’t remember the pain from her back tattoo. She had been too drunk at the time. It did hurt the next day, though.

Brenda clicked on images of different paws. “What breed?”

“Great Dane.”

“Oh, a big girl.” Brenda selected the largest image and started the print.

“Boy…um…he’s a boy.” Tomiko exhaled.

Brenda looked over at her. “Don’t be nervous. It will be fine.” She grabbed the thin paper from the printer and got some of her equipment ready before putting on her gloves.

“Okay, point of no return. Where do you want this monster?”

Tomiko looked at her and breathed deep before exhaling. She lifted her hips and then bunched her dress, exposing herself from the waist down. She wasn’t wearing any panties, so it showed a neatly shaved pale pubic area surrounded by the tan lines outlining her bikini area. “Can you put it here?” Her finger touched the pale area above her now damping pussy.

Brenda smiled. She took a pair of scissors and cut the pattern as close to the lines as possible before placing it in the pale area. “Well, it is a bit big for the area. Seems like the toes will be above your bikini line. You want me to make it smaller?”

“No, I want it life-size. Can you slide it down some? You can just get it as close as possible. It won’t matter if the bottom part…um…goes that low. You can just ink… around that… right?”

Brenda grinned. “ I understand. I’ll blend it in so they are merged. Is that what you mean, hun?”

“Yes, that would be perfect.” Tomiko’s pulse quickened just thinking about having a visual reminder that her cunt belonged to him now. This was the perfect way to take him with her.

An hour later, she was done. She had a black paw print that covered her pubic area, with the bottom part of the paw split down the middle by his newly marked cunt. There was no going back now, not that she wanted to, but she still wanted to go to the beach in a bikini without making a fuss.

She needed a way to take him with her when she went wasn’t at home. It itched a little while she finished shopping, but the invis-skin patch Brenda placed over it kept it to a minimum. Bruno’s head popped into the window when she pulled into the driveway. As the garage door opened, she wondered what he would think of her new mark.

*****

Two weeks had gone by since her release from the training collar. Bruno mated with her two to three times a day, sometimes more, depending on his mood. A few other changes happened, which seemed natural too. She stopped shaving, let her hair grow longer, and put it into a ponytail. Her wardrobe changed completely. Gone were shorts, pants, or any underclothes. She wore loose dresses to work and short skirts everywhere else. They gave Bruno full access whenever he wanted it.

The weekend couldn’t get here fast enough for Tomiko. They were her favorite. She could stay nude and just cuddle with Bruno. As she pulled into the driveway from work, a package leaned against the front door. She hadn’t ordered anything.

After greeting Bruno and getting a few face licks, she moved to the kitchen to open the package. The box contained a new training collar. The note stated that they updated the technology to embed the commands quicker and better. It had an updated look, making it much thinner with a smaller clasp and LCD. The collar looked less like a dog collar and more like a choker.

Tomiko smiled as she put it on. She spun it around to hide the LCD behind her neck and hair. In the mirror, it looked just like a choker from the front. Now she had her collar, just like Bruno had his collar. If they updated the collar, maybe they updated the training routines too. She walked to her bedroom to get her laptop.

Tomiko booted up her laptop and started the software. A pop-up filled the screen.

‘Detected a new collar. Do you want to link it to this account?’

Clicking yes reveals a series of programming questions about the new collar. These new training routines work only with the new collar. Since she decided to wear this collar all the time, she customized it for herself by picking all the female breeding settings. Then she picked ‘No’ to unlock after completing the training routine. The last question made her stomach tingle.

‘Auto update all routines within the picked options?’

Giving control to the collar for her training instead of picking the options sounded easy, but what if they pushed through an update she didn’t want? Did she want to give up that much control? Well, she had already given herself to Bruno as a mate. What else could they do she hadn’t already done to herself? She clicked yes.

A shock at the back of her neck told her the training had started. She walked to the mirror, spun the collar around, and the LCD read ‘Updating.’ Tomiko walked to her bedroom and stripped off her clothes.

She sighed. “Finally, I can be myself.” Bruno looked up at her. “You want some dinner, hon?”

They walked to the back door, and Bruno bolted into the yard. Tomiko moved to the kitchen, and she started dinner. After she finished cooking, she placed both plates on the floor before calling him for dinner. He bolted into the room. She got on all fours as they began eating. The mental fog slowly grew. She could feel it. She wanted him.

She stopped eating, spun around, and backed towards him, exposing her moistening cunt to him. He finished eating before taking a sniff. Three licks later, he mounted her. She aimed his swollen cock with her left hand. Another stroke, and he was in.

His paws gripped her hips, slamming his cock as deep and fast as he could. The invading haze consumed Tomiko. Fragmented thoughts flicked through her mind. Repeating over and over. Meant for breeding. Needed breeding. Wanted to breed. Breeding bitch.

Bruno slowed as his knot increased in size. It popped inside of Tomiko, locking them together. A few more spasms, and he blew his load deep inside her. She could only feel his knot and cock as everything faded away in the haze. Her orgasms began but were different from previous orgasms.

Each orgasm synchronized with one of the fragmented thoughts. Need breeding. Orgasm. Want to breed? Orgasm. This is repeated over and over.

Tomiko woke on the kitchen floor. She couldn’t tell how long she had been out. The clock on the stove showed 10:12 am. So, at least two hours. Bruno wasn’t around either. She stood and wobbled to the hall mirror. The collar said, ‘Ongoing.’ That training session was so different from the others before. The feeling of having no control was liberating, and the sex was much more intense. She wanted more of this type of training.

She could see Bruno sleeping on the back porch. His muscular body draped over the edges of the dog bed. Her eyes wander over his body, stopping on his sheathed cock. She walked out to him. His head tilted towards her as she approached.

Tomiko lay beside him, reaching out with her hands to stroke his sheath. He rolled over, giving her more access. She stroked him with one hand, cupping his enormous balls with the other. His pink shaft appeared. Her hands moved more deliberately now. Dipping her head down, she gently sucked his cock. Slowly sliding it against her tongue. He continued to harden. Tomiko moved one hand from his balls to her wetness. She wanted to orgasm badly, to feel the training in her head, but nothing happened. Bruno stood, releasing her mouth from his cock. Tomiko got on all four hoping he would mount her. He did.

Her practiced position over the past month let him hit the target after the first attempt. She smiled as the fog grew in her mind. Now she realized being mounted triggered the fog. He began pounding her deeply. Her arms quivered with each thrust, slowly pushing her head lower and lower. She reached back with her arms, grabbing her knees to pull them forward, giving him deeper access to her cunt. He stroked longer and slower once his knot entered her. This time he didn’t stop after entering her but continued pushing it deeper.

She grunted each time his knot slipped in and out. The fog grew, and the outside world faded. The fog felt layered differently this time, with an almost faint whisper. The inner voice grew louder when his thrusts slowed. Then she only felt his knot and cock. Her orgasms began but were more intoxicating than before.

Once again, each orgasm synchronized, but this time it was a whispered command. I need to breed. Orgasm. I want to breed. Orgasm. This is repeated over and over.

She woke naked in her backyard. Another training session was over. Without thinking, she got on all fours, spread her knees, and pissed in the yard. This was new. Her mind-altering training seems to have a few side effects. Wonder what other human behaviors would switch with canine ones.

Tomiko walked back into the house to look at her collar. Still showed ‘Ongoing.’ Maybe her training would always be ongoing since she picked update automatically. She enjoyed the training sessions, but it would be nice not to pass out each time. The clock on the stove showed 11:30 am. This session only lasted about an hour. Maybe they will be shorter in the future.

Bruno walked by towards the living room. She lowered her hand as he passed to touch his hair. He continued walking, only glanced back for a moment. Tomiko followed him, lowering herself to all fours before approaching him. He gave her a lick on the cheek. She smiled and turned around, offering her dog-owned cunt to him.

Three licks of foreplay before Bruno mounted her for the third time today. His massive cock penetrated her easier each time. She smiled when the fog started. His strokes were hard and fast this time. She groaned, pushing herself back, trying to take as much as possible. His continued pounding made her grunt each time his growing knot slammed into her. She looked between her legs and watched his hanging balls bounce off her tattoo with each stroke.

The whispers started again, but she couldn’t orgasm. The pleasure waves kept forming but not releasing, increasing intensity until the fog almost drowned out the whisper.

“Come on. Release already.” She screamed, but it only continued to build.

Bruno sustained assault on her made her eyes roll back into her head.

Tomiko whispered, “I need to breed.” The orgasm hit instantly as the words left her mouth.

Then she whispered, “I want to breed.” which triggered the next orgasm.

She began repeating the two phrases over and over. Nothing else. The following synchronized orgasms decreased in intensity. Ten minutes later, he was done, and they locked together again. The physical exhaustion from three sex sessions this morning robbed her of any ability to move. She laid facedown; her hips raised off the ground as she dangled from his cock. Time passed without her noticing as thoughts came and went quickly before she could comprehend them. Then a slurping sound, and she fell to the ground. She closed her eyes and slept.

 

To Be Continued…?

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