Earth's New Masters Part 1 The Hunt Is On
(Part of the series “Earth's New Masters”)

Anthro German Shepherds invade and take over earth.  They quickly subdue mankind and enslave them.  All except for the most independent and most resilient humans who have taken to the wilds to escape and remain free in survivalist communities.  But the sheps have found a new sport, hunting and capturing these most prized of humans to keep as pets.  David is a 16 year old orphan, who is part of the Firehole tribe in Yellowstone National Park.  Their tribe is discovered by a hunting party of sheps, which includes the most dominant of all the Sheps, their leader Woden.  Woden has his mind set on capturing David, and what Woden wants, Woden always gets.  Now "The Hunt Is On"!

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The Beginning Of The End

In the year 2012 NASA developed a way to teleport people through space.  A secret project was started to try to colonize a distant planet that seemed to have an ecology similar to earth.  A volunteer was sent to the planet to collect samples of the vegetation to see if it had any nutritional value to humans.  The plants were actually more highly nutritious than anything known on earth.  They were extremely high is docosahexaenoic acid (DHA), a fatty acid that is found in high concentration in the gray matter of the brain. DHA is instrumental in the function of brain cell membranes, which are important for the transmission of brain signals. A food with such high levels had never been found on earth.  It might mean that people raised in this new world would have greatly enhanced brain function.  He also reported that animal life existed there that was analogous with the small vertebrate life on earth.  As scientists are terribly unimaginative their code name for the planet was Eden .  Everything was going as planned when budget cuts were going to force the end of the project.  The directors and the personnel decided that they were going to skip the rest of the preliminary testing and teleport a party to the planet before the budget cuts could take effect.  

Four men were chosen, all were great physical specimens but each had mental and physical strengths that were unique.  All the men were also outstanding sexual specimens, well endowed and with exceptional sperm counts.  Four women were also selected with the same criteria, exceptional, physically, mentally and extremely fertile.  The plan was to have as diverse a combination of desirable genes as possible so the colony would only produce genetically superior specimens.  The men and women were not pairs.  They were to switch partners after each time a pair had produced a child.  The object was to be as genetically diverse as possible with this small number of people.  

It was also decided that they would bring dogs.  Since there was animal life there the dogs would come in handy in protecting the people if any of the native fauna was dangerous.  Since there wasn't time to be terribly selective about the dogs they chose German Shepherds from the breeding program that was going on in a different department.  Each man was given a male Shepherd and each woman was given a female.  

It took a tremendous amount of energy to make the jump through the vastness of space.  It didn't make a difference how much matter was transported the amount of energy was relatively the same. Since it took several million dollars worth of electric to make the jump and there was only enough money left in the budget for one shot, it was decided to transport all of them in one shot.

They all gathered in the teleportation chamber.  The teleporting process was safer as you decreased the motion in the chamber.  It was decided that everyone should kneel next to their dog and hold them to keep them steady.  The sequence was started and the chamber was powered up.  As the energy was just about to reach its critical level it emitted a high pitched shriek.  It was too high pitched for human ears, but it startled the dogs and they all jerked right as they were making the jump to Eden .  That was when it all went wrong.  

When the space jumpers arrived on Eden they found out that they had not rematerialized as individuals.  Due to the fact that they were moving and closely touching each other, the teleporter was not able to digitalize them as distinct individuals.  Instead of 16 individual beings there were 4 male hybrids and 4 female hybrids.  The scientists realized what happened and abandoned the project leaving the space travelers for dead.

Fortunately for them but unfortunately for the people back on earth, these hybrids contained most of the best traits of man and dog.  They had above human intelligence, walked upright and had human like hands with opposable thumbs.  Their bodies were very human.  They had shepherd heads, black and tan double coats and the strength, speed and endurance of a dog.  The one thing they did not get was the great scenting ability of a dog.  In addition to the genetically enhanced intelligence, the high levels of DHA in their diets caused their IQ's to be completely off the charts.
 
There were also some sexual modifications.  In the men the penises had a sheath but it was not attached to the body.  It was also human shaped and did not have an os penis or bone like a dog.  It did have a bulbus glandis or knot that swelled up but only when ejaculation was eminent causing the pair to tie to ensure fertilization.  This allowed for great sex because as long as the male didn't ejaculate no knot formed allowing a much longer more pleasurable coupling before the tie.  As in dogs this tie lasted 20 minutes to an hour.  Also like a male dog they were horny ALL the time.
 
The women had 10 breasts to be able to suckle a whole litter of pups.  They also only came into heat once a year.  When they were not in heat they were NOT at all receptive to sex.  The pups grew rapidly like dogs and reached sexual maturity at a year of age.
 
Since the males were always horny and the females only once a year, sex between the males became the norm not the exception.  Sex with females while pleasurable was only done for procreation.
 
With the high fertility rate, early maturation rate and lack of disease and predators the population exploded exponentially.  Due to their higher intelligence their science and technology was soon far beyond that of earth.  They developed a teleportation system that was much better than the one the humans had abandoned.  They developed a way to channel gravitation lines between the layers of the skin to make it impervious to weapons. Last but not least they developed a way to channel the static electricity in the air and use it like a lightning bolt as a weapon.  They had become almost godlike in their powers.
 
After 40 years, with the population of Eden bursting at the seams they sent several reconnaissance missions back to Earth.  They soon realized that the civilization of Earth had degenerated to the point that it was pretty much a slave culture.  There was a class of rulers and one of workers.  It was decided to send a tenth of their population back to earth to reclaim the planet for the Shepherds.

The Takeover

After the financial collapse of 2009, the world gradually embraced collectivism.  The people were taught that working for the collective was good and being an individual was bad.  Everyone should act the same, think the same and like the same things.  Individualism was considered a crime.  People needed to conform with the state view on everything from the things they ate, to the recreation they enjoyed and even their sexual orientation.  All sex was bad except for procreation.  Since the collectivism had not produced wealth, or even enough food to support the population people were limited to one child.  Which meant after you had 1 child you were prohibited from having sex.  Even masturbation was prohibited and homosexual activity was punishable by death.  People that exhibited individualism were put into reeducation camps.  If they were not able to be reeducated they were disposed of.  Over 20% of the world population was destroyed in these camps, usually the best and brightest, leaving the slow and stupid to reproduce. Some of these people with stubborn streaks of individuality had escaped before they could be rounded up.  They moved into wilderness areas and started small survivalist communities.  The government had too many problems just managing the compliant population to be bothered rounding up these malcontents.

Because of reduced productivity the countries of Earth were continually at war over land to try (unsuccessfully) to grow sufficient amounts of food to feed their populations.  There were food shortages and famine.  The human race was on the verge of being run into oblivion.  Between the wars, famines and pandemics of disease the population of Earth had dropped by 90%.

When the anthro German Shepherds finally invaded Earth they encountered little resistance.  The people were tired of war and famine and had no fight left in them.  Especially when they were opposed by a super race of extraterrestrials who were impervious to weapons and could make lightning bolts out of thin air.   
They had taken over all of the population centers and had enslaved the people there to run the factories and farms.  These humans were held in contempt and were looked at as beings that were born and bred to be slaves.  They could not believe that these soulless automatons were the stock that they themselves had originally come from.  

They were soon able to get things stabilized.  There were no more wars, disease or famines.  These people were so thankful that they now had there basic needs met that they didn't complain about the sheps keeping all the surplus for themselves. What they were allowed to keep was much more than they had when the collectives were run by men.

Once things had stabilized the sheps had much leisure time.  They enjoyed hunting and fishing.  This took them to wilderness areas where they discovered the humans that had gone feral.  These survivalist humans were almost like a different species.  They were cunning, intelligent and had a zest for life that was lacking in the domesticated humans.  It was also found that when they were caught and tamed they made captivating pets, unlike the dull domesticated humans.  Soon the sheps were going on hunting expeditions where they would catch their own feral human.  The sheps considered it great sport to organize hunting parties to capture these prized pets.  The pet belonged to which ever shep managed to capture it.  Since they were very rare each shep was only allowed to keep one feral human every 20 years.  Women and pre-adolescent children were also off limits, culling some of the males would still leave a stable breeding population.  That way they could have a constant supply of pets.  Besides the sheps preferred sex with males any way so they made better sex toys.  

The Hunt Is On
I was a member of the Firehole tribe.  We lived in the Firehole River basin in what had been Yellowstone  Park.  I had lived there ever since my parents died when I was 5 summers old and the Firehole tribe had adopted me. It was a difficult life.  We had to be nomads, initially because the World Government had a bounty on us and then because the sheps started hunting us to make us slaves.  I don't know why they want us when they have all those people in the cities already.  Since we have to be nomads we cannot farm, but there is an abundance of fish and game in the Firehole basin.  The trout are plentiful and there are bison, moose, elk, mule deer and antelope.  There are also Grizzly Bears, but we usually don't hunt them because the old saying is very true.  Sometimes you get the bear, sometimes the bear gets you.  One of them killed my parents, they died protecting me from a sow with cubs. Even though it is a hard life we usually manage to get enough to eat and we are free.
I was 16 summers old, but already I was the best of our tribe at stalking animals.  I was very good at watching without being seen.  I was an excellent tracker and hunter and I was the best runner in the tribe. I had long thick black hair tied back into a ponytail, and my eyes are the same color as the sky. I am just shy of 6 feet tall and I have a lithe yet muscular body. I've been told that I am handsome. Several of the young ladies fancy me but so far I haven't been attracted to any of them. Maybe I'm to young to be interested in girls. Besides I am not ready to have kids and that is the only acceptable reason to have sex. It is better if I don't think about what I can't have. I get the urges but it is usually around the grown men of the tribe which is a great sin. I pray constantly that god will take these feelings away from me.
Even though The tribe has been good to me I have never felt like I belonged. I wasn't taken in by a single family I was raised by the tribe. For the longest time I missed my parents (to be honest I still do) and the love they gave me. I always felt safe with them. Maybe that is why I try so hard to be the best at everything and usually succeed. I am so worried that if I don't please everybody I will be exiled. I guess that is not being fair to the tribe and they have never intimated that I was in any danger of losing my status as tribe member. But it is still not like having a family of your own. Even when I am with the tribe I feel alone. The urges I have for the men of the tribe make me feel even more alone.
It had been 3 years since the sheps had invaded Earth when they finally discovered our tribe. They had finally found our little village of survivalists and the hunt was on.  We had heard from people that had been in the war that the sheps had godlike powers. Their skin was impenetrable, and they could shoot lightning like Zeus in the old myths. We had heard from the occasional man that escaped their hunts that they turned the men they captured into pets. In fact it was worse than being a dog because their pets were also used as sex toys. In fact as soon as they captured a man they buggered him. This seemed to make the men passive and accepting of their status when it was over. We all considered this terrible because we had been taught that sex between males was the greatest sin of all. To my embarrassment talk of this abomination gave me tingly feelings in my nether regions. Of course I never mentioned these feelings to anyone. 
 
There were 13 men in our little group when we were discovered. I was the youngest of the adults at 16 summers but since I had been raised to it from a young age I was the most at home in the wilderness. I could travel the forest swiftly, silently and nearly invisibly. Since the sheps considered this to be a sport they came to the outskirts of the village and announce that the hunt would start in 15 minutes to give their quarry a slight head start. The women and children were told to stay put they would not be hunted and as long as they stayed in the village they would be safe. Of course most of the men fled in panic, I was the only one that took time to assess the situation.  
 
I knew of a tall pine tree that would give me a good view of the surrounding area and give me a temporary hiding place.  I climbed to the top and watched as the hunt started.  I watched the hunting party pass underneath me.  I was able to count 18 sheps in the hunting party.  They were organizing the hunt, I could hear their plans.  They would spread out 25 yards apart and push their quarry ahead of them.  I figured the best way to keep from getting surprised would be to follow them so I would know where they were.  Or at least that is what I told myself at the time.

Despite the fact that they were the despised enemy you couldn't help noticing how handsome they were.  I guess because they had fur they didn't need to bother with clothing.  Even beneath all the thick fur you could see these sheps were muscular and cut.  Not like a body builder but like a boxer.  Because our group was very modest (it is a sin to be seen naked) I have never seen an adult male naked other than myself.  I know that I am a little over 6 inches when it is hard, most of the sheps were bigger than that soft.  Again looking at these big strong naked bodies was making me hard.  It is such a sin to have these feelings for males.  I tried to get my mind off of it but my eyes kept drifting to their male parts. 

They were all built superior to men but there was one there that all the others deferred to.  He had to be over 6  ½ feet tall with about 275 muscular pounds properly distributed on that handsome frame.  He had the standard shep black and tan coat but it just seemed deeper and more lustrous.  His ample sheath was covered with short soft tan fur, and below that hung a LARGE hairless black scrotum filled with egg sized testicles.  It was obvious that he was royalty or a leader of some sort; he just had that air about him.  After overhearing several conversations I had come to the conclusion that his name was Woden.

When I was sure they had all passed I climbed down and jogged silently after them. That way none of them would be able to surprise me, at least that's what I told myself. I decided to follow this Woden since he was the leader. I don't think the fact that he was gorgeous played any part in my decision. 

After loping along for about 5 minutes they spotted Steve. At 30 he was the oldest of our group. He had sandy brown hair and a beard. Since it was summer he was just wearing a loincloth like the rest of us. Unfortunately he had injured his leg in the war and was not able to run far or fast with it. A couple of the least dominant sheps took off in pursuit. It was frightening how quickly they were able to close the gap. He dodged the one on the right but ran right into the one on the left and was taken down immediately. The whole group ran up hooting and hollering words of encouragement to their friend. They all gathered around to watch as Steve struggled to get away. The shep deftly stripped him of his loincloth and pinned him to the ground on his back. Steve struggled futilely, screaming "NO please let me go. I can't do this, it's a sin". 

The sheps just laughed as the one who had captured him hooked his right arm under Steve's left leg and maneuvered it up to his shoulder. He did the same thing with the left leg so Steve was jackknifed in half. It was then that it dawned on me what he was going to do. Up until that point I had no idea how males could have sex with each other. Now it was going to be demonstrated to me graphically. His member was erect, about 8' and peeking out of his sheath. It was dripping something and he caught some of this and smeared it on Steve's anus. As Steve struggled even more fiercely the shep said "you can make this a lot easier on yourself if you just surrender to the inevitable. I'll take it slow then. If you want to struggle I'll just have to jam it in. It's up to you. It makes no difference to me. Hell, sometimes it's more fun when you resist. Eventually I will have you trained to be a good pet. In fact by the end of the week you will be begging for it" he laughed.

Steve would have none of it and spit in the shep's face. The shep growled and took Steve's throat in his jaws. He clamped down until he drew blood immobilizing Steve. He then lined himself up and with one savage thrust drove himself up Steve's ass. Steve let a scream of pain and despair as the shep brutally fucked him. From my vantage point I had an unobstructed view of his member driving in and out like a piston. It was soon flecked with blood, and starting to swell slightly at the base. Finally he was down to the short strokes. The part with the swelling was not coming out on the withdrawal. The shep grunted as he reached his climax and Steve immediately ceased struggling. After his climax subsided I expected the shep to withdraw, but it appeared that they were stuck together. I looked closer and it appeared that the shep had swollen up inside him like a dog in a bitch. 

Steve had been reduced to whimpering, but as the shep released more of his seed in him it became clear he is slowly making the journey from pain to pleasure. The shep released the grip on his neck and Steve moaned in pleasure. "Is my pet going to be a good boy and accept his new Master?" he said licking the wounds on Steve's lacerated neck.

To my surprise Steve said submissively, "yes Master I was wrong to resist you. I am not worthy to be your pet, please forgive me." The shep gave a couple of soft short thrusts and Steve cried out "Ooh, it feels so good!" It was then I noticed that he was also erect and had just released his seed. His orgasm was so intense that some shot all the way up to his face., 

The shep licked a pearl of cum off of his nose and said "of course I forgive you. Right now you are just an ignorant feral that doesn't know any better. In the future I will be less forgiving of insubordination, but I don't expect any out of you."

I watched this in horrified fascination. This was so unlike Steve. He had always been so strong and devout to our faith, and now he was just a fuck toy to a hated shep. It wasn't until now that I realized that I was incredibly aroused also. I prayed and begged god to take this shameful sinful lust away from me, but to my dismay I was still hard as a rock. 

Once Steve had submitted, the rest of the sheps left the two alone to bond and continued the hunt. After 15 minutes 3 of the larger more dominant looking sheps spotted Jeff and took off in pursuit. Jeff was about 5 years older than me. He was 5'8" but built like a fire plug. He was strong as hell but not very fast. The fastest of the three managed to take him down, Jeff didn't even get a chance to dodge. The shep let out a triumphant hoot as he drove Jeff to his knees. Jeff started swearing at him to let him go. The shep just laughed and ripped off the loincloth. He forced Jeff's head to the ground so he was buns up kneeling. He struggled but physically he was no match for the big hybrid. After a very brief struggle the shep was able to hold Jeff still. This shep was bigger and more well endowed than the first one and he guided his cock to Jeff's virgin pucker. It was dripping copious amounts of precum and he used his dick to spread it around. Jeff was still struggling, you could see he had his sphincter clenched to try to keep the invader out. This was futile. Wit a steady pressure the shep slowly forced the head in spite of the fact that Jeff was clenching his sphincter as hard as he could. Once the head was all the way in, he grinned and hilted Jeff with one swift savage thrust. Jeff shrieked like a banshee. The others made bawdy jokes and gave words of encouragement while this shep brutally raped Jeff. "You shouldn't resist your Master's advances, it will only cause you unnecessary pain" he said as he jackhammered in and out of Jeff's now raw red pucker. 

"Fuck you, you bastard, you will never be my master."

With this they all laughed. "It's always the same with you humans, you never accept your destiny until we fuck the pride and arrogance out of you. You will succumb like all the rest. Soon you will be on your knees begging for your Master's attention like all our other pets." By now he was thrusting in and out with the speed and power of his German Shepherd ancestors. Something finally snapped in Jeff and he began whimpering. "See I told you you would break, you humans are all weak willed and weak minded. Don't you see that your place in the order of things is to submit to your Masters?" 

You could see Jeff hardening in response to the brutal thrusting. The shep relented some and was now down to those short strokes, planted deep in Jeff. Letting the knot grow that would tie them together and bond them for life. He was still thrusting slowly and deeply, it seemed like he was hitting something inside Jeff because every thrust seemed to make his dick jump and he was moaning in pleasure. You could see that Jeff wasn't going to last long. The shep cooed in his ear as he was draped over his back, "Just let go and surrender. You're safe here in your Masters arms. For the first time in your life you have nothing to worry about."

Jeff finally let out a loud moan and spent himself on the ground. The shep stopped moving as his big low hanging balls jumped up signaling the start of his orgasm. After about a minute he gently rolled to the left pulling Jeff down with him and tenderly guiding him to the ground. They lay there tied together like they were spooning. The shep caressed his head and spoke softly, tenderly even lovingly in his ear. "See everything is alright. Your Master is here, he will protect you and take care of all your needs. All you have to do is idolize him and obey him." 

"I understand now Master, I don't know how I could have been so foolish before."

They continued talking like lovers. The crazy thing was Jeff sounded sincere. Not like he was trying to placate a tormentor but like he truly loved the hated shep. It made me wonder. Yes the sheps were ruthless and brutal when opposed or defied, but as soon as the human surrendered they were loving and gentle. No, it must be some kind of trick. These evil alien bastards had taken over the world and enslaved mankind.

Then I realized that this scene also had me hard as a rock. In my mind I imagined it was me being ravaged by Woden.  I then realized that throughout this whole event I had my hands in my loincloth stroking my manhood. I pulled my hand out like I had been burned. It was a sin to pleasure yourself and spill your seed. 

Again they continued the hunt leaving Jeff and his captor to bond with each other, and then later return to the sheps base camp. As the hunt continued I was following Woden when one of the other large dominant sheps said to him, "I thought you would go after that one, we might not find a better one than that. He was fairly young and not bad looking, a trophy pet for sure."

"I have my heart set on the youngest one of the camp. He is easily the best pet here. And he can't be more than 17 at the most.  He has a handsome face and a body that looks oh so fuckable.   Nice and athletic, not old enough to be set in his ways so he should be easily trainable. I can already see myself teaching him to worship my big cock.  He is everything I want, he will make the ideal pet.  We still have two more days to go in the hunt and I plan on bagging him," answered Woden.

"You're right, any one could see he was the best one there. But what if you don't catch him."

"I'll take my chances. After seeing him I know I won't be satisfied with any of the others."

"Oh! I forgot the great Woden never settles for anything less than the best. And the sad thing is you always get what you are after."

Great not only was our group being hunted, but I was being specifically targeted by the most dominant one of them all.  The one that thinks I look "oh so fuckable."  And he is so sure he is going to catch me.  We'll see about that, I had outsmarted them so far.

An hour later they flushed Allen.  He was the priest of our tribe.  His nerve broke when they were about a quarter mile away so he had a big head start when he bolted.  Four sheps took off in hot pursuit. Two were working like a team and they were the ones to bring him down, much to the pleasure of the sheps who hooted and hollered.  

"I swear those two do everything together.  I guess they plan on sharing him,"  quipped Woden to his companions.  "I guess we are in for quite a show."

Allen was stiff with terror.  He kept praying to be delivered from this abomination.  The smaller of the two positioned Allen on his knees and bent him over.  The more dominant of the two knelt behind Allen stroking his 9" member while his partner held the priest in position.  Allen begged, "please don't do this to me I'm a priest, it's a sin."  

The smaller shep took his partner's cock in his mouth to lube it up, then guided it to the priest's virgin asshole.  "Convert this padre," the larger laughed as he slowly pushed the head of his dick in the priest's ass.  Allen gasped as the head popped in.  The shep didn't take him brutally or tenderly.  It was more just matter of fact indifference, a sense of nonchalance.  Allen wasn't struggling nor surrendering, he was just there in shock.  The shep slowly worked himself in until he seated himself and those big pendulous balls slapped up against the priest's.  

The beta reached under Allen and felt his cock.  "He's starting to respond, it won't be long now."  Since he hadn't resisted or surrendered, just remained passive, they had so far neither brutalized him or treated him with tenderness.  The alpha of the pair started working it in and out slowly until in spite of himself Allen started to moan.  He stiffened and to my surprise he started to fall into a rhythm with the alpha.  The alpha stopped and Allen continued to fuck himself with the alpha's cock.  Everyone laughed.  The beta walked around to the front and got on his knees.  He peeled the sheath back from his 8 1/2" erection and waved it in Allen's face.  Allen eagerly took it into his mouth, and by swaying back and forth managed to fuck himself at both ends.  He obviously had now accepted his new masters and they praised him.  They were no longer fucking him the threesome was tenderly making love, Allen doing his best to pleasure his masters.

The alpha was down to the short strokes when he said "this is going to hurt a little at first when I tie with you.  Don't worry though.  As soon as you stretch a little to accommodate my knot you will know a pleasure like nothing you have ever felt before."  His movement slowed even further as his knot swelled to it's full size and firmly tied them together.  He gave a couple of short quick thrusts that rattled Allen's prostate and he exploded onto the ground.  He let out a lifetime of pent up sexual frustration in that orgasm and would have collapsed if the sheps hadn't held him up.  

The beta gently helped lower the two tied lovers to the ground and then cuddled next to them making an Allen sandwich.  Allen reached out and pulled the beta's head towards him and kissed his nose.  "I'm sorry you didn't get to cum."

"Don't worry, I'll get sloppy seconds when he's done.  I've always been the bottom before, this will be something new for me."  

"Don't worry Master, I'm yours anytime you want.  I never had any idea that this could be so wonderful."

This went on throughout the day.  One after another the members of the tribe were caught and tamed.  By dusk they had caught all the other tribe members. True to his word Woden hadn't chased any of the tribe members, he was still targeting me. Since Allen had been shared by two sheps it meant that there were 5 sheps, one of them being Woden and only me left to be hunted.  The other four were fairly nondescript, or maybe it was they just paled in comparison to Woden.  If he wasn't so damn arrogant, I could see myself with him.  Hell who was I fooling I had imagined myself with him every time one of the tribe was caught. 

They made a camp for the night.  They made a nice fire and prepared to cook their dinner.   One took a large standing rib roast out of an insulated portion if his back pack.  They put it on a spit until it was medium rare and feasted.  Boy was it making me hungry, I hadn't eaten since a small dinner last night.  As they ate they talked about the events of the day.

After following them all day I had managed to figure out their names. 

"Its been quite a successful hunt, we got 12 out of the 13.  All of them at least breeding quality and I'd say 3 of them were nice trophy quality pets." remarked Ansulm.

"The only one still out there is that young one, now that was a trophy for sure.  I would have loved to have buried my bone in him." quipped Dagmar.

"We haven't seen hide nor hair of him since the start of the hunt, he's probably in Montana by now.  He looked like a runner, probably took off and hasn't looked back since," complained Welf.  

"You're right, if it wasn't so late I'd head back right now," Dagmar replied in.  First thing in the morning after a good breakfast I'm heading back."

"I'm with Dag," chimed in Ansulm.

"Ditto's," grunted Hartmut.

"You guy's are right this is a waste of time," groaned Welf.

"I guess that just leaves you Woden.  You coming with us?"  queried Dagmar.

"No.  I don't think he has run.  I think he is close by and very cunning.  I plan on staying and getting him."

"But the plane leaves on the third sunrise from now.  I bet you 10 Eden Units that you don't get him," badgered Welf.

"You're on.  I've never wanted anything so much in my life and I intend to get him," retorted Woden.

"I agree with Welf, Woden I think you met your match in this one," jabbed Ansulm.

"Well I am counting on us being a match, and I plan on bringing him back with me."

There was plenty of meat left when they finally went to sleep. I guess because of their invulnerability they didn't feel a need to post a guard. I was able to sneak in and take the rest of the meat. I wanted them to know that I was brave and daring and that I took their dinner from right under their noses. At least that was what I told myself. Right by the fire pit I took a stick and wrote"DAVID WAS HERE". That would give them something to think about. I quickly ate my fill and threw the rest in a ravine so they would not have it. I then made a false trail to confuse them and backtracked to a small rocky outcrop where I could hide and bed down for the night.

I awoke before dawn and positioned myself so I could watch them discover that they had no leftovers. Dagmar went to get it to reheat for breakfast. He discovered that it was missing and saw my message. "Hey guys we had a visitor last night. The little feral took our breakfast and is rubbing our noses in it."

They all hurried over to see. Ansulm swore, "that arrogant little mother fucker, he's going to pay for this."

Woden chuckled and said. "Ansulm, get a grip. I think it shows a lot of guts, I thought that's why we were after the ferals instead of those pathetic zombies in the cities. It just makes me even more sure that I want to make him mine. I kept dreaming all night about how I was going to tie with him and own the little scamp. So he's called David. It sort of fits, you know from that old bible story David and Goliath. We are way more formidable than some giant man and he still has the guts to tweak our noses. David I kind of like it, after I catch him I might just let him keep it."

"IF you catch him. We haven't even seen a footprint of his so far," Hartmut reminded them. 

"We have now, the bold little bastard was so pleased with himself that he got careless and left a trail. We will get the little bastard now," Dagmar intoned evilly.

"I'll see you guys when you get back. I am going to try to catch something for breakfast. It should be ready by the time you get back," Woden said with a little amusement.

"I thought you wanted this boy"

"I do but do you think he left that trail by accident, I bet you he's yanking your chain again. I'm not biting on anything so obvious."

"He's not that smart, I think about you when the little bastard is riding my dick."

The four of them took off, only to return in about 45 minutes when my trail led them back to the camp. They were really pissed and Woden got a good laugh out of it. At least he had a sense of humor. I think I could really like him if he wasn't a damn shep. "I hate to say I told you so but..."

"Fuck you Woden. Were leaving."

"Yeah! If we found the little bastard now I probably wouldn't be able to control myself." Dagmar replied with sparks crackling between his fingertips. "Don't be late back at the base camp or we will leave without you."

With that parting shot the other 4 sheps left, leaving just me and the hated Woden. Hated though he was I still couldn't keep my eyes off of him and I was walking around with a perpetual hardon. 

After he finished his leisurely breakfast he said in a conversational tone, "I know you are out there, just remember you will be mine. It's just a matter of time."

This infuriated me, there was no way he was going to catch me.

I stayed one move ahead of him for the next day and a half. I do have to admit I was impressed with his dogged determination. But I knew this area like the back of my hand and he was a stranger to it.

On the third evening I knew I had won. He had turned and headed back to the base camp. He said out loud "Congratulations David you've won, I've run out of time. It's a shame I really think you would have liked being with me. Well good luck, I'll never forget you."

He seemed so caring.

I was alone.

He seemed so tender.

My tribe was gone.

He seemed so sincere.

And I was so alone. In fact all my life I had been ALONE.

I finally knew what I had to do.

I stepped into the path of Woden.  He stopped dead in his tracks, the brief expression of surprise on his face was priceless.  We were about 10 yards apart, which I quickly covered.  I stopped less than an arms length away from the object of my fantasy.  He asked "Are you surrendering?"

"Only to you Master."

"Don't be frightened.  I won't hurt you."

"I know."

He put his arms around me and pulled me into a tender embrace.  He put his right hand on my head and ran his fingers through my hair while pulling my head gently to his chest.  I didn't resist at all, it just felt right.  More right than anything had ever felt in my life.  "Why did you surrender David, I had run out of time.  You could have been free."

"I surrendered because I finally figured out what I have really wanted all my life.  From the first time I saw you, deep inside I knew I wanted to be with you. You were so perfect.  You were smart, wise, brave, handsome, honorable and sexy.  I don't know how someone could not be attracted to you.  But I had been convinced that you were all terrible creatures that just wanted to rape and make slaves out of us.  I watched the whole hunt from behind and realized that as soon as each man surrendered the brutality stopped.  It was immediately replaced with love and caring upon surrender.  Besides we are taught that sex is a sin, especially between males.  But I was aroused every time I saw it.  In my mind I kept seeing you taking me.  When you were forced to give up the hunt I realized that I needed to make up my mind.  Stay here alone and be free or surrender to you and be your slave.  Slavery doesn't appeal to me, but going on without you appeals even less."

"We didn't come here to make you slaves.  We have plenty of slaves to do menial work."

"Well what are we, we have to obey you.  Doesn't that make us slaves?"

"No!  That doesn't make you slaves it makes you pets."

"Isn't it the same thing."

"Not at all, pets are valued companions that are loved, cared for, pampered and usually spoiled rotten.  In return the Master is looked up to and obeyed.  Both parties benefit."

"But you forced them to have sex."

"Only the first time, to show them what they really wanted deep down inside. After that our pets spend half their time begging for it. But we are nearly always happy to oblige," he said smiling. He reached a hand into my loincloth and felt my throbbing member. "It feels like someone is happy to see me," he said as he untied my loincloth and let it fall to the ground. 

"He's been wanting to see you for three days now. He hasn't let me have a moment of peace." With that I disengaged myself from his embrace and slid down his body to my knees. There at eye level in front of me was the object of my desires. Even though it was soft it looked huge but delicious from my close vantage point. The head was just barely peaking out of his sheath. I looked up into his face and begged, "please Master, can I?"

He didn't say a word. He put his hand on the back of my head. He didn't force me, he just guided me down to the prize. I took the exposed part of his head between my lips. Inch by inch using just my lips I skinned the sheath back, taking more and more of it into my greedy mouth. He had not bathed since the hunt had started so he had a little bit of a gamy wild taste. It wasn't rank, it was a musky taste that just turned me on even more. I worked my tongue around the head and he quickly started to stiffen. In about half a minute he was completely rigid. The texture of his skin was was velvety against my tongue as I urgently massaged the head. I began to bob up and down on my Master's penis, as I looked up at his face to interpret his response. The look of pleasure on his face spurred me on. He was every bit of a foot long. I continued to bob further each time until he hit the back of my throat. My Master looked down in amazement as I continued to work my way down his cock until my forehead was against his washboard abs and I felt his slightly swinging balls gently tapping on my chin. 

I found his hands and guided them to the back of my head. He quickly got the idea and began to slide my head up and down his big throbbing python at the speed and angle to obtain maximum pleasure. I did my best to massage him with my throat muscles without gagging. He pulled out until only his head was in my mouth giving me a chance to catch my breath. "Are you sure you've never done this before?" he said. I nodded my head as I swirled my tongue around my Masters precious head, getting rewarded with a nice squirt of precum. "I'm not going to last much longer." I could see his knot starting to swell, so for the first time I brought my hands into play and gripped the base of the knot. It swelled to the size of my fist. I was rewarded with a loud moan and then my very first taste of my Master's essence. The first jet rocketed down my throat with such force that it almost went down my windpipe. I made sure my tongue blocked the subsequent shots so the warm, salty sweet yet musky taste lingered on my taste buds before I eagerly swallowed them down. There was no way I was going to waste so much as a drop of my Master's jism. 

"Let go of the knot, I want to have plenty of spunk left for when I take your virginity." I let go. As soon as the pressure was off of the base of his knot it immediately started to deflate. To my disappointment it also stopped delivering my new favorite treat.    

He lifted me to my feet and looked into my eyes. He didn't say a word just put his lips to mine and soon that big Shepherd tongue was herding my tongue around my mouth. Pinning and mastering my tongue like he would master me. His big long tongue explored my mouth and then even went down my throat just like his dick had done.  I sucked on his big muscular tongue like I had his cock for a moment then released it.  We broke apart breathless.

"Master I can't last much longer."

"Well lets do something about that."

He reached down and with his right hand grabbed his semi erect member which was now back in its sheath.  His huge left hand engulfed my erection and maneuvered it so we were head to head.  To my surprise he opened the tip of his sheath.  He guided my woody into his sheath which he pulled all the way over my throbbing manhood.  I could feel the blood coursing through his veins as his erection sprang back to life next to mine.  We were both sharing his sheath stretching it slightly, his big hand wrapped around it stroking us slowly.  I had never felt anything like it.  I buried my face into his strong muscular furry chest and moaned out my pleasure.  I could feel his strength.  I could feel his heart beating in time with the throbbing of his erection.  He backed off several times to keep me on the edge then sped up and said,  "Cum for your Master."

I could hold back no longer.  My Master had told me to cum and I exploded on cue.   He continued to stroke while I unloaded.  I almost collapsed but Master used his spare hand to hold me tight to him.  He crooned in my ear, "that's it let it all go, you're safe with your Master."  

With both of us hard filling his sheath it wasn't long before my spooge was leaking out of his sheath and dripping on his hand and on the ground.  To my surprise he brought his hand up to his muzzle and licked my seed from it.

"Delicious. You're even tastier than I thought you'd be. Nice fresh young teenage cum, the best vintage there is." He said gently putting me down on the forest floor on my back. He lay next to me caressing me "I've heard the only thing better is plucking your pet's cherry."

"You've heard. You mean you've never actually fucked a human?"

"No I haven't yet, but I plan on remedying that very soon. I am the leader of the 'invasion' as you would call it. I am General Woden to my men, but to you I'm just Master. I haven't had time to hunt for a pet before this. I've been too busy with administrative duties. But now I've got everything in order I expect to have lots of leisure time available. But you are definitely worth the wait." He knelt between my legs. He got an hand under each of my knees and pushed them up until they were against my chest. "Hold your legs up here." 

I did as I was told expecting him to mount me, when to my surprise he bent down and licked my tight little virgin asshole. It felt so wonderful that I moaned out my pleasure. "Like that, do you?"

"Yesss Master," I hissed in delight. To my surprise my dick was coming to life again.

"Then just relax and enjoy it." He licked again prepping me for the grand finale. Soon his long muscular tongue was plunging deep in my hole. A reconnaissance mission that was stretching me and lubing me for the final assault that would conquer what ever meager resistance I had left. 

I felt so exposed, so vulnerable. And I loved it. My Master was soon going to take total control of me, to possess me like no other had, and I wanted it more than any thing else in the world. I kept waiting for him to mount me and claim me. "David, I've never heard of a pet giving themselves willingly the first time, we have always had to force them. If you want to I will lay on my back and let you take yourself at your own pace. It might hurt less, especially since I am so big."

I thought about it for a second. "If that's what you want. But I would rather that my big, strong, sexy Master showed his pet who was boss and vanquished him like the conquering Hero he is. I want Master to show me in no uncertain terms that I exist for his pleasure and his pleasure alone. Please Master fuck me."

"I love it when you beg," he said as he moved up to cover me. He put my legs over his shoulders so I was wide open and helpless. "This is the way I've fantasized about taking you ever since the first time I saw you. I'll try not to hurt you TOO much," he grinned. I felt him rub that huge head over my well lubed virgin pucker, then slowly push. I was slowly expanding but not near enough to accommodate my Masters massive member. He told me to "push like when you are taking a dump." When I did I opened up further but not enough for Master to enter without forcing.

"Please Master just take me. I am willing to endure the pain for my Masters pleasure. I want Master so bad. Please breed me."

With that my Master forced the head of his big dick into me. There was a flash of pain as it popped in and then he slowly slid that long snake all the way into me in one fluid stroke. When he bottomed out he held still for a minute to let me get used to his size. Although there was pain initially it quickly subsided and the feel of my Master DEEP inside me was the most comforting feeling I had ever had. Master was in control and I was safe in his embrace. And while it was comforting, it was also the most erotic thing I had ever felt. After initially losing my erection when Master penetrated me it had now come back with a vengeance. I wanted to feel Master plunging in and out of me taking his pleasure from my body.

"Master are you going to fuck me or what?"

"You impudent whelp, here I was worried about hurting you. I won't make that mistake again,"he said licking my nose as he withdrew and immediately plunged back in balls deep, those huge seed factories smacking against my ass. After a few relatively gentle exploratory thrusts Master picked up the pace and really started pounding my ass. I could feel the urgency of each thrust. The need to dominate. The need to conquer. The need to love. I was going to do my best to ensure that all those needs were always fulfilled. I was incoherently babbling encouragement for Master to continue this assault. I could feel that fat foot long cock plunging in and out of me. Nothing gentle just pure unadulterated lust, urgent to claim my body as his. The ferocity of our coupling became such that I could finally see the great warrior hidden inside this gentle giant. I was so proud I belonged to him.

He was plunging the whole way in and the whole way out on each lust filled thrust. I knew I was going to be sore tomorrow but right now I wanted nothing more than for Master to satisfy himself completely and totally. He was down to the short strokes and I knew he was getting ready to tie me with that huge knot. "David this is probably going to hurt quite a bit the first time I tie with you. Just relax and let yourself stretch to accommodate it." 

There was a definite knot there now but not big enough that we were tied together. On the back stroke he was massaging the base of his knot with my sphincter encouraging it to grow faster. Soon it was so big there was no room to move in me. Surprisingly I felt little pain. I was completely filled but completely content. I felt Masters whole body shudder and he grunted "You're Mine Now." I felt Master start to empty himself in me. Big squirts of Master's seed filling me. With each squirt I felt more of the little independence I had left being washed away. I realized that he was filling me with something more than just seed. Each jerk of his cock massaged my prostate and in no time at all I joined Master in a fantastic orgasm. 

Soon the frantic part of Masters orgasm subsided. As long as we were tied Master would continue to shoot his seed into me but at a much slower pace. Master rolled completely on his back so I was on top, tight in his embrace. I was in a dreamy semiconscious state going further into that twilight state with each spurt of my Masters seed. He caressed my head and said, " Yes David you made the right choice. You will never want for anything, I will always be there to protect you and I promise you will not be alone. And most of all I will always love you with all my heart."

I was too happy and too content to reply. My heartbeat had synchronized with the throbbing of my Master like I was part of him. I was part of him and would be for the rest of our lives together.
Earth's New Masters Part 2 A New Beginning
(Part of the series “Earth's New Masters”)

David is now Woden's pet.  They begin the bonding process and the trip back to Woden's home in Washington DC.  David has to not only learn a whole new culture, but he has to learn how to live in civilization instead of the wilderness.  At least he will have Woden to guide him along the way as their love for each other grows.  The story is a little bit slow for the next couple of chapters as it transitions from a standalone stroke story to a novel but the plot picks back up by chapter 6.

Tags Human, German Shepherd, Domination/Submission, Master/Pet, Story Series, Exhibitionism, Cock Worship, Ownership, Anal, Oral, M/M 

During the entire time we were tied, I was in a semi-conscious state of bliss. It felt like nothing else in the world existed, except for my Master and I. I had no sense of time or space or the rest of the world surrounding me. All that mattered was that I was atop my Master and he was holding me tenderly, but possessively, to his massive chest, while his massive member throbbed in time to our beating hearts as it continued to fill me with his seed. Feeling my Master locked firmly in me was the most wonderful feeling I had ever had. But there was something more going on than just the mere physical presence of my Master deep in me. Maybe when I gave a damn again I would ask him about it. All I knew is I didn't want it to end, ever. 

Unfortunately, after about an hour it did. The knot softened and he withdrew from me. I felt so empty, like there was not just a void in my body but in my soul. My Master caressed my head as I slowly came down from my euphoria. "You were wonderful David, I hope you enjoyed it half as much as I did."

"Master I never wanted it to end. I have never felt like that before. When you came in me, it was almost like I was on a drug or something." 

"We'll talk about that later when you come down completely from the effects. I think we will make camp here tonight and get up early so we can catch the plane back home." He got a couple of space blankets out of his pack. We gathered a layer of leaves up and spread the one blanket out over the leaves and the other over us. I buried my face in the hollow of his neck and clung to him like my life depended on it. I think subconsciously I was afraid that this was a dream and I was going to wake up. Master sensed this and said "Don't worry I'll never leave you, you are mine forever. I've possessed you and marked you, and no one will ever take you from me. I intend to make sure you are safe and happy."

"As long as Master gives me many repeat performances, I know I will be very happy. I'm still not sure what happened, maybe I don't want to know."

"All in good time my pet."

"Master when you were hunting me you said I looked 'oh so fuckable'. It made me furious at the time but I was wondering if I lived up to Master's expectations."

"To be honest you didn't David."

"I'm sorry Master I'll try to be better, it was only my first time," I stammered dejectedly.

"Relax, the only reason you didn't meet my expectations, was you far exceeded them. I was just teasing you."

I bit him playfully. He cried out "Hey."

"That's what happens when a master teases his pet. Especially one that is still pretty much as you sheps would say 'a feral'."

"Well when your pet bites you, he has to be punished." He grabbed my wrists and held them with one hand, rolled me on my back and straddled my privates. With his free hand he started to tickle me. Unfortunately I am very ticklish, I was soon laughing so hard I couldn't breath.

"Master please stop," I managed to gasp.

"What will you do for me if I stop?" he said still tickling me. 

"Anything Master, please stop." 

"Anything?"

"Yesss. I can't take it any more."

He stopped and as I was catching my breath he said. "I plan on holding you to that promise."

To my surprise I had become aroused from the domination and tickling. My Master noticed this and said, "It would be cruel to get you in a state like this and leave you to have to try to fall asleep. We'll have to fix it." Master let go of my arms and slid down my body until he could take me in his mouth. He stuck his tongue into my foreskin and ran it around and around. Soon he took my manhood all the way into his muzzle and began to bob his head up and down, caressing the underside with his tongue. 

"I am so lucky I was to have such a wonderful Master. One that worries about his Pet's pleasure not only his own."

He pulled off of me."Who says I am doing this for your pleasure? I just want more of that tasty boy cream," he said with a wicked grin, then went back to work on my erection. 

But we both knew that wasn't true. I had made the best decision of my life to put my life in the hands of this great warrior. Master put my legs over his shoulder, I thought he was going to take me again but instead he put his middle finger in his mouth. He then removed it and started to wiggle it up into me. Instinctively I opened up and he soon had it all the way in me. Master's hands were large like everything else on his body, his middle finger was as big as my dick. Master moved his finger teasingly toward my prostate and, after a painfully long wait, rewarded me. He took me back into his mouth and bobbed in time to his probing of my anus. Master was playing me like a virtuoso plays an instrument. He brought me to the brink and back again and again. I responded eagerly to Master's every touch. Master had laid siege to my body, finally he made his final assault on my prostate. I surrendered immediately, my balls slammed up tight against my body as I erupted into my Masters conquering mouth. He swallowed the first couple of shots then to my surprise held the last few in his mouth. He let my legs go and they slid down the side of his body as he moved up so we were face to face. I realized what he wanted as his lips touched mine. He opened his mouth and as I opened mine he inserted his tongue into my greedy mouth. I tasted myself on his tongue. Master was right I did taste pretty good although, to me, shit probably would have tasted good if it came from Master's tongue. 

As we shared what was left of my seed, Master rolled us on our sides. After a long moment, but not long enough from my point of view, Master broke off the kiss. "Master I don't know how to thank you."

"For the blow job? Don't mention it, that was as much for my pleasure as yours."

"No Master. Thank you for being my Master. I feel like my life has just started. In my old life it was a struggle to survive day by day, but that was OK. We were free unlike the Conformists. But I was alone, I had no one to share my life with. Life was empty and it had no meaning. I dreamed that some day, in the far away future, I would have someone to share my life with, then I could be happy. But now that I have you Master, I don't care if tomorrow ever comes. Whenever I am with you I am content. I fooled Master when I was being tickled. I told Master that I would do anything if he would stop tickling me. But I didn't really offer Master anything."

"Is that so, I told you I was going to hold you to your promise. I'm just trying to think of something to make you do," he said in mock sternness.

"Oh I plan on doing anything you ask, but I would have done that even before you started tickling me. Master, I will do anything for you, anywhere, anytime, any place. I will die for you if I have to because already I could not imagine life being worth living without you. Master I love you." 

I saw a tear come to Master's eye. He hugged me tight, "David, I can't believe how lucky I was to find you. You might be surprised how lonely it can be to be the Leader of Earth. Most of the other male sheps have male partners of some kind, as the leader I have to stay independent of the others so it never looks like I am playing favorites. I do have a wife, but in our culture males and females are only together to raise pups. We live in the same house but only have sex one week a year to produce the next litter. We respect each other but it is more of a business arrangement, there is no love. All of the other male sheps envy me, to them I have everything. But, I envied the fact that they had someone to love. Now I have you. Now I do have everything with you being the most important. I don't envy anyone any more. I'm no longer alone either. I will love you forever."

"Master, do you want to take me again?" I asked hopefully. 

"Do I ever, but we need to get up early. I want you to be sharp when you meet the rest of the crew. You need to make a good impression, you can't do that if you are still suffering effects."

"I really was hoping you would want too."

"Don't worry when we get home were going to fuck like bunnies. I don't have anything scheduled for the next week. We don't have to get out of bed if we don't want to. You might get more than you bargained for. After the first couple of days, you may not even be able to walk right."

"I could never get enough of my Master."

"Well let's get some sleep we have a long day ahead of us." He lay on his back and let me rest my head on his chest like a pillow. I was on his left so my head was over my Master's heart. I fell asleep listening to his heart beating. I had great dreams all night, all of them about being with my Master.

We awoke before dawn. "We will get breakfast back at camp, we need to get going. Besides I'm eager to show my Trophy Pet off to the other guys. They are going to be jealous."

"I'll do my best to live up to Master's expectations and not embarrass you Master."

"Just be yourself and I'm sure I won't be embarrassed."

As we hiked back to the base camp Master came up with an idea. "David would you like to help me play a trick on the others."

"Of course!" I grinned.

"When we get back to camp, I want you to stay in the woods so they will think I never found you. I'll let them think I failed then call you out of the woods. All of your friends will be on leashes because as soon as the effect wears off they may try to get away at least until they have become dependent on their master's semen. It will really impress them that I trust you out of my sight without a leash."

"Dependent on their master's semen?" 

"We will talk about that when we have more time. Wait here until I call you." 

He left me behind a small bush where I could see the clearing. I could see all of the men of my tribe on leashes which were held by their masters. They all looked somewhat in a daze. As he walked in Dagmar saw him and laughed, "So the little feral bastard was too smart for the great Woden. For once in your life you get to see what it is like for the rest of us. What's it feel like to fail?"

The rest gathered around and all were soon razzing my Master.

"He stayed just out of my sight for 2 days letting me keep close enough to keep my interest. He intentionally left lots of little clues but never got careless enough for me to see let alone catch."

"Serves you right, being so picky. Now you are going home with nothing and the season ends until next year," taunted Welf.

They were making me angry making fun of MY MASTER like that. I was also starting to have an anxiety attack. Maybe he didn't really want me and he was going to leave me. It was a stupid thought but I was desperate to be by his side again.

"I guess you guys were right. My ego got the best of me, but I really wanted that boy. I know he is not far off so I just want to say goodbye then we can go. Congratulations David you've won, I've run out of time. It's a shame I really think you would have liked it with me. Well good luck, I'll never forget you."

It was the same thing he said when I surrendered. I bolted out of my hiding place and made a beeline towards him yelling in panic at the top of my lungs, "Master don't leave without me." I was terrified and desperate. I was crying. When I was within 5 feet of him I launched myself at him. He caught me in midair and hugged me trying to calm me. 

"It's OK David, I wasn't going to leave you. I promised you I would NEVER leave you."

"I know Master, but you are by far the best thing that has ever happened to me. I panicked, I was terrified that somehow I was going to lose you."

"It's obvious we've all been played for fools. We should have known you would find him," groaned Hartmut.

"You must have fucked him nonstop for the last 2 days to have that much control of the kid. Either that or you have an awful powerful effect. I'm surprised he can even walk, let alone run to you. And you left him alone in the woods with no leash. I can't believe it," chimed in Ansulm.

"Actually I didn't find him. I wanted him more than anything I've ever desired. I looked for him until last night like I said. I realized I needed to leave and I was no closer to finding him than I was when I started. I finally accepted that he had beaten me, I wanted to congratulate such a worthy adversary so I called out, 'Congratulations David you've won, I've run out of time. It's a shame I really think you would have liked it with me. Well good luck, I'll never forget you.' I turned to walk away and he stepped out on the path in front of me and willingly surrendered. He accepted me as his Master before I even had sex with him. I didn't have to force him, he dropped to his knees and initiated it. He actually begged for it, didn't you David."

I looked up beaming at my Master and replied proudly, "Yes Master, and it was the best thing I've ever done."

Master looked down lovingly into my eyes and replied, "I plan on making sure you never have any regrets about giving yourself to me."

You could see the envy in the sheps' eyes and in the eyes of the captive men. The sheps were jealous of Master for having me and the men were jealous of me for having Master. The men were kept away from each other. Partly to keep them from making escape plans together and partly so they would bond with their new masters. For my part I made every effort to stay in contact with Master, touching him made it all seem real. We loaded up in modified military Hummers for the ride to the Bozeman, MT airport. These had back seats that faced each other and held eight passengers. Someone made the obligatory joke about getting a hummer in a Hummer, which caused half of them to laugh and half to groan. 

Master and I got into the the first Hummer along with the three other most high ranking sheps. I was in the back by the driver side door with Master to the right. As soon as we sat down I hugged my Master and buried my head into his chest. The feel of his hard body, his unique odor, the texture of his rough coat were all comforting to me. I could finally believe I was going home with Master.

The second in command said, "Affectionate little pet, isn't he?'

"You don't know the half of it. He's the best thing that ever happened to me, I wouldn't part with him for anything," my Master replied as he ran his fingers through my hair. Fortunately my face was buried in his fur because I blushed bright red. I was so proud that Master felt this way about me and wasn't shy about praising me in front of everybody. The other pets were seated obediently at their master's sides. They still seemed a little befuddled obviously still suffering from effects, what ever the hell that was. 

Without thinking I moved my left hand down to my Master's lap and it found it's way over to his manhood. Instinctively my fingers curled around it. "See I told you, he can't keep his hands off of it." You could hear the pride in my Masters voice. 

There were some bawdy comments from the other sheps as I moved my head down to my Masters lap. I was going to show them what my Master was getting and they were not. He got to see them rape their pets, now they were going to see my Master get his cock worshiped by his pet. I was going to make sure they were all envious of my Master. He was already hardening by the time my head got down there. I peeled his sheath back from his head and kissed the object of my affection. I ran my tongue around it and then slowly took it into my mouth. I worked up and down on it, until I was finally able to take it down my throat. "Yesss David. Take it all," my Master encouraged me. I cupped his full heavy balls with my left hand and massaged them while I massaged his length with my throat muscles. Master was leaking copious quantities of precum down my throat. 

"Damn! You were serious when you said he begged for it. You've got an excellent one there," the shep across from us commented. He said it as praise not derision.

"Damn Straight my David is excellent, and not just because he gives a mean BJ. For some reason he's convinced that I am the greatest, the boy literally worships me," he said. I felt him pull my hair out of the way so they had an unobstructed view of my Master's cock going in and out of my mouth. 

"It's amazing he can take your huge dick all the way down, I'd almost forgotten how big you are hard."

I picked my head up and looked my Master in the eye and begged, "Please Master take me now, I can't wait any longer." He picked me up and helped me straddle him face to face. I reached back and guided him in. I slowly lowered myself down, the bouncing of the Hummer on the rough road helped me work it in. I got about 3 inches of it in when I lost all patience and jammed myself down, hilting myself on my Master all the way to his huge balls. I cried out with a little pain, but was soon bouncing up and down on my Master.

"Damn David, sometimes you surprise even me." Master put his big hands on my ass cheeks and spread them so everyone could have an unobstructed view of his johnson being ridden by my nearly virgin ass. All three sheps were stroking themselves in time to me bouncing up and down on my master. I wanted them to all envy my Master so I did my best to put on a show. By now my Master had precum almost steadily flowing into me and I realized that I was starting to experience the 'effect'. I still didn't understand what it was, but it sure was great. 

"Hey Woden, this kid is something else. After I get mine trained do you want to do a foursome?" the second in command inquired.

"I'm not sharing with anyone. When he came to me I asked if he was surrendering. He replied, 'Only to you.' The least I can do is abide by the conditions of his surrender. Regardless of that I love him too much to even imagine anyone else in him. He's MINE." With that Master pulled me down on him as he thrust up. Master's knot immediately started to swell as he continued the short one inch thrusts, his knot catching on my sphincter on each short withdrawal. I busted a nut and my sphincter clamped down on my Master, preventing any chance of him withdrawing. Not that Master had any desire to. He was driving himself as deeply in me as possible to empty those huge balls as deep in me as possible. As he shot he threw his head back and howled. The primal scream of an alpha canine marking his property. I was that property. I could feel those big surges of semen flowing through his penis into the depths of my bowels. I could also feel myself slipping away into that wonderful dream state where all that existed were my Master and I. He grasped me tightly to his chest as he kept grinding that huge phallus as deep in me as he could. It was the action of a dog breeding his mate, I only wished I could carry my Master's pups, I thought in my semen induced haze. 

We both held each other up for a moment as our orgasms overpowered us. Master recovered in a few seconds, but I was drifting further off with each spurt of ejaculate that he shot into my willing body. Master held me to his chest as he continued to fill me with his essence. I could hear him praising me, but it seemed so far off in the distance that I couldn't make out what he was saying. I only knew that it was good, Master was pleased with his pet. He leaned back in the seat with my head on his shoulder, that was the last thing I remembered for a while.

I drifted in and out of consciousness for the next hour as my Master continued to cum in me. Our heartbeats had synchronized again, almost like we were one being while he was tied to me. His huge knotted cock throbbed in time with his heart and felt like a second heart in me. But instead of blood it was pumping something that seemed even more important to me. When I felt his knot begin to deflate I clamped down hard trying to keep him inside me for as long as possible. But too soon, I felt him begin to withdraw. I whimpered as I felt him detach from me. I clung to him like a drowning man clings to a life saver. I heard my Master's voice say, "Just relax David I'm here, I'll never leave you." The sound of his voice and the reassurance of his words calmed me, but I still buried my face into his chest to be as close to his beating heart as possible.

We still had an hour to go to get to the Bozeman airport. During that time I began to come out of my stupor somewhat but I was still in a state of euphoria. The second in command said, "Man Woden, you really did a number on the kid. Although with your dominance and those huge balls you've got I guess there is no way he couldn't be feeling the effects." 

"I lost control. I love David, when you suggested I share him my primal need to mark him as mine overrode everything else. I shot quite a bit in him, but I backed off some when I regained my composure. It might be for the best. At least he will be relaxed for the plane ride."

"You're right, Woden, the kid worships you."

"I know. I'm not sure I deserve it but it sure strokes the ego. For better or worse I'm his hero and I'm going to do my best to live up to it."
Earth's New Masters Part 3 Going Home
(Part of the series “Earth's New Masters”)

Woden and David fly back to Washington DC on Air force One.  David gets to meet Woden's wife and kids. David was nervous!  Are they going to like him or resent him.  More character building, as David and Woden get to know each other better.  The story is a little bit slow for the next couple of chapters as it transitions from a standalone stroke story to a novel but the plot picks back up by chapter 6.

Human, M/M, German Shepherd, Domination/Submission, Docking, Master/Pet, Autofellatio, Ownership, Anal, Forced

As always constructive criticism and comments are welcome. Feedback helps me improve my writing.

By the time we reached the airport at Bozeman, I was recovered enough to walk, with a little help. I had never seen a plane up close before, only when they were up in the sky. I was amazed by the size of it, I just stood there with my mouth open. How could something that big float on the air? 

"David, this plane used to belong to the President of the old United States. It was called Air Force One. When we took over, it became mine to use since I am the leader of Earth now. I have my own suite in there complete with a bed so we can have some privacy and get some rest."

We boarded the plane and went to Master's suite. It was amazing. You could turn a handle in this big bowl and water would come out of it. You could even change the temperature. Then there was the bed. When Master said bed, I thought me meant a pile of furs. That is what we call a bed. This was high off the floor and it was soft as a cloud. It had blankets made of something called cloth, not furs. There was a cloth filled with feathers to rest your head on called a pillow. I was anxious to try it, but Master said we had to take a bath first. 

Master turned the water on in a huge bowl that was big enough for several people to fit in. He made the water almost too hot to touch and then we eased into the tub as he called it. It felt so good. We used a cloth and something called soap to wash my body all over. Then Master put something called shampoo in my hair and started washing it. Some dripped in my eyes and it burned a little, but Master rinsed it out. I had never felt this clean before. We bathed in the Firehole River, when it was warm, but that was nothing like this. After I was done, I took the shampoo and cleaned Master's back. Master was going to shampoo his front, but I begged him to let me do it. I spent extra long on his privates, not because they were dirty, I just liked an excuse to play with them. After we were clean, Master drained the tub and refilled it with clean hot water. He then turned on something he called 'jets' and the water moved around like a stream with lots of bubbles. We just relaxed in the water for a while. I sat between Master's legs and leaned back into him. He whispered sweet nothings in my ear, telling me how much he loved me. Just being close to him was bliss. 

After a while we got out and got dried and got in bed. There were still 4 hours left in the flight. We lay down face to face. "David, there is so much that is going to be new for you. Don't worry about trying to figure it all out at once. Have you ever been to a city?"

"No Master. There are still some buildings left in the old Yellowstone Park, but the I had never seen a big city before we got to Bozeman. It was so big with so much going on. It was kind of scary. Is Washington as big as Bozeman?"

"Washington is hundreds of times bigger than Bozeman, I'm sure it is going to be scary at first. Since I am the leader, my family lives in the White House. We have kept some of the old Earth traditions. My wife and four children live there and there are also the human servants who are there to do menial tasks. My wife's name is Freyja. We have four children from our last litter, three boys Arnold, Drogo and Grimald and a daughter Brunhild."

"Master, is your family going to be mad that I am coming to live with them. Especially your wife, won't she be jealous that I'll be having sex with you?"

"My wife was the one that finally pushed me to go on the hunt. She will be thrilled that I won't have to pester her when she isn't in heat. Even though us guys know the ladies will not give in, it is in our nature, from our German Shepherd heritage, to try anyway. It can be touchy, us guys are always horny. It can even lead to us getting bit, and you aren't allowed to defend yourself then. No Freyja will be ecstatic that I'll have an outlet for my urges and will leave her alone. Just be polite to her and treat her with respect, she is a good mate so she deserves that. She is not your master, but she is the lady of the house so you should obey her."

"I would never be disrespectful to Masters wife. I want her to like me." 

"The kids have been so excited about getting a pet. All they kept asking is; 'when are we getting a man?' They are 5 months old which is about the equivalent of a 7 year old human child right now. I hope you don't find them too annoying, hopefully you can even grow to like them."

"They are the children of my Master, how could I not like them. They are important to you, I will protect them with my life."

"Our security is good, I don't think you will have to do any protecting. I'll be satisfied if you have patience with them. Then there is the issue of my position, because you are the first pet, you will be scrutinized and your behavior will be a reflection on me. So if someone or something is bothering you come to me. I will control the situation or remove you from it."

"Yes Master," I said uncertainly.

"Don't worry. It sounds more complicated than it is. All you have to remember is don't confront any of the other sheps, just come to me and I will take care of the problem. NEVER be afraid to come to me for anything, its a Master's duty to protect and provide for his pet. There's a lot more for you to learn but that will get you started. Let's get a little nap, it's going to be a long day."

Master pulled me to his chest and I eagerly buried my face in the rough fur right over his big beating heart. He fell asleep in no time but I was so excited and nervous that I couldn't sleep. After about half an hour, I noticed that my Master had popped a woody in his sleep. It was against my leg and he gave an occasional thrust. I couldn't resist sliding down, skinning back his sheath and taking that beautiful fat head into my mouth. I heard him moan, so I redoubled my efforts. Unfortunately he woke up.

"Honestly David. You really can't get enough can you?"

"Master I couldn't sleep, I'm to nervous and excited at the same time. And Master's sooo big it's hard to ignore," I said grinning.

"Well I guess I can give you something to relax you, I've always wanted to join the mile high club."

I had no idea what the mile high club was, but I had a pretty good idea of what I was going to be lucky enough to get.

"Get on your knees and put you head down on the pillow."

I did as I was told and Master knelt behind me. He reached out with that huge tongue and began rimming my hole. I moaned and opened up for him. His tongue penetrated me easily. He worked it in and out for a minute or two and then mounted me. He guided himself into me and gently took me. He tenderly worked his way in and out of me, spurting precum every so often.. I immediately began to feel that contented lassitude fall over me as we made love. 

"David reach between your legs and grab me behind my knot. I don't want to tie with you, I just want to cum enough to help you sleep. I want to save as much as I can for when I get you in my own bed, where you belong. Then I plan on shooting so much in you that it will start coming out of your ears."

I grabbed my Masters knot and got a good grip at the base, causing him to start cumming. I was fading fast as his semen squirted into me.

"Let go of the knot David." he said and I heard it as though it was a distant dream. I let go and he immediately stopped cumming, but I was already floating in my mind. He pulled me down on my side before disengaging from me. We were spooning with his muzzle laying across my neck and his arms possessively holding me. I couldn't keep my eyes open and soon, I was completely out. All of my dreams were happy ones of me pleasing my Master and him praising me. He had to wake me when we landed. He dressed me in a pair of shorts and a polo shirt. Then he literally had to carry me into the limo, but I felt secure in Master's powerful arms. I looked out the window and was amazed by the size of the city and the tall buildings. I managed to clear my head by the time we reached my Master's home, the White House. 

When I first saw my new home, I was flabbergasted, it was huge and beautiful. Everything was perfect. We walked toward the door and when we were about 20 yards away, the door burst open and 4 miniature sheps came charging up yelling "Daddy" at the top of their lungs. I moved back to watch this family reunion. I had never seen shep pups, they were so cute. The boys were their father in miniature, handsome pups and even at this age you could tell they were going to grow up to be big like their dad. Their hands and feet looked too big for their bodies. Obviously Master was prepotent, his sons were all carbon copies of him. The girl looked like a little princess. You could see her father's good looks coming through, but some of her mother's looks must be there also. After greeting their father, they turned their attention to me. 

"Daddy, is this the new feral?" I smiled at them, trying to be friendly, hoping they would like me.

"Arnold, don't be rude. Don't call him a feral he has a name. It's David. He is Daddy's pet and I love him very much, so you 4 need to treat him nice. He's new here and a little afraid, so I expect all of you to treat him nice and make him feel at home. David, please don't take offense at the term feral, it's actually a complement. Most of us hold the domestic humans in contempt. They are good for nothing better than being slaves, but ferals are respected and valued."

"Can we touch him Daddy?"

"Is it OK for them to come close to you David?'

"I would like that Master."

With that they all ran up to me and I tried to give them a group hug. They squealed and I let the boys pull me to the ground. We scuffled and wrestled on the ground under the watchful but happy eyes of my Master. I hugged them and rubbed their bellies and just generally rough housed with them. It was so much fun, I never had other children to play with in our tribe. This adrenaline rush completely cleared my head from the last of the effects.

Arnold, who seemed to be the leader of this mini pack yelled, "Daddy, he's nice, can he sleep in my room tonight?" 

"I'm afraid not Arnold, he sleeps in my room ALWAYS. He will also have the spare bedroom, the one they called the Lincoln bedroom to put his stuff and when he needs time to himself. Don't go snooping in his room or bugging him when he needs privacy. Other than that, as long as he is willing to play you're more than welcome to play with him. You guys can play later, we have to get David settled into his new home. David this IS your home also, you are a member of this family. You are not a servant like the other humans here." 

It hadn't hit me until just then but for the first time, in my memory, I had a HOME and a FAMILY. It finally sunk in and despite myself I started to cry.

My Master rushed over and hugged me to him and asked, "David what's wrong."

"Nothing Master, It's just that I've never had a home or a family before. Thank you."

For once my Master was speechless, but he conveyed more warmth in his hug than any words could have done.

I regained my composure and we went in the house to meet my Master's wife Freyja. I was nervous about it because, despite what Master said, I was sure she was going to hate me. I mean I was getting screwed by her husband and he would be sleeping with me, not her. She was in the foyer waiting. She was the first female shep I had seen so far, but she was stunning. As we walked over to her I blurted out, "Master, she's beautiful!" She smiled and her face lit up, I knew right away that I had scored some points with her.

My Master went up to her and gave her a hug and a kiss. "Freyja this is my new pet David. David, this is my as you said beautiful wife Freyja."

I was unsure how to address my Master's wife when she broke the ice and hugged me. "Welcome to the family David. Oh Woden he is adorable." I was not expecting such a warm welcome, things were looking better all the time.

"Ma'am, I'm not sure how I should address you, but thank you. I was just a little worried you would resent me being here."

"Just call me Freyja or Mom, actually come to think of it I prefer Mom. But why on earth did you think I would resent you being here? Woden is a great man but he just has testosterone squirting out his ears. He is always horny, and even though he knows I'm not in heat, about once a week he makes advances toward me and I have to put him in his place. Occasionally I'll have pity on him and take care of him by hand but I don't enjoy it. Although I do feel a little sorry for you, he's so horny all the time he will probably wear you out within a week."

"Honey you should feel sorry for me, the little scamp can't get enough of me. He is always wanting it and it's hard to say no. Throw in the fact that he is fantastic in bed and I can't resist giving him what he wants. I'm the one who will be worn out in a week. I hit the jackpot with David here. He's bright, good looking and, for some crazy reason, he worships me. I didn't even capture him, he surrendered to me after evading all of us for 3 days. I'm glad you like him. Please just have some patience with him, this is going to be a tough adjustment for him. He grew up in a very primitive village so all this is new to him."

"Of course dear. David would you like something to drink?"

"That would be nice Ma'am."

"Mom, please call me Mom. What would you like to drink?"

I looked at her blankly, then Master stepped in. "I don't think he has ever had anything except water to drink. Why don't you let him try a Pepsi."

Mom came back with a clear cup with ice and a blackish liquid in it. I thanked her for the drink. There was something like a clear reed in it. I pushed it out of the way to drink from the cup. Master laughed. "What's so funny Master?"

"It's just that I keep forgetting how little you know about modern life. Here let me show you how to use the straw." He put the reed in his mouth and sucked on it and the black liquid rose up the straw. He handed it back to me, "Now you try it."

I put it to my mouth and sucked up some of the liquid. To my surprise it was very sweet, I had never had anything like it. I drained the cup in no time flat. "That was really good Master.."

"I keep forgetting how much of this is going to be completely new for you."

We toured the house, every room brought new wonders. The bedrooms were on the second floor. He showed me the kid's bedrooms, Mom's bedroom and then we came to Master's master bedroom. It was huge, it even had it's own bathroom. The toilets amazed me, we always just went in the woods. There was also a shower for washing and a jacuzzi to relax in. It also had a king size bed, that I hoped to test out soon. I didn't know what ninety percent of the stuff was.

We went down the hall to my new room. Master opened the door and said, "David this is your room, you won't be sleeping in here, except possibly when I am mating with Freyja. You can keep all your stuff in here and when you need time to yourself, you can come in here."

"It seems to be an awful big room for that, especially since I don't have any stuff to put in it."

He hugged me and said "David, you'll have plenty of stuff soon. I intend to spoil my pet rotten."

"Master, I have you, that's everything I need."

He hugged me closer and whispered in my ear, "I can't wait until I get you in my bed, so I can take you properly. I plan on giving you everything I have tonight, I want to give you the full effect. You will love it, I guarantee it."

"Master, any time you are in me I love it. I bet I am looking forward to it even more than you. When can we go?"

"What have I done, I've created a monster. You are insatiable aren't you. Don't worry I guarantee you after dinner and an hour or two of family time, I will take you in there and fuck your brains out. Then for the rest of the week we are going to fuck like bunnies."

"I guess you really do plan on spoiling me rotten."

We went down to the dining room and dinner was on the table. We really didn't go hungry often since there was so much fish and game near the Firehole but I had never seen so much food in my life. 

Mom said, "David, I didn't know what you liked to eat so I decided to make quite a few different things. Since it is your first meal with us, I wanted it to be special. We have Prime Rib, Lobster, Crab Legs, Chicken and Stuffed Pork Chops as the meat courses, a variety of vegetables, mashed potatoes and gravy and a variety of deserts. Woden, I also got you those raw oysters that you wanted, although with your libido, I don't know why you think you need them. "

"Honey, the kid's insatiable, I'm going to need all the help I can get."

"Mom, I don't know what any of this stuff is but it sure smells wonderful. But you shouldn't have gone to all this trouble for me."

"Nonsense, it's not every day we get a new member of the family. Besides it's not all for you, we all want to celebrate your arrival."

I couldn't believe they were all so glad I was here. Mom put a little of everything on a plate for me and everyone started to eat. Except for me. I just noticed they were all eating with eating tools that I had never seen before. We ate with our hands or if we were roasting meat in the fire we just ate it off our stick. 

"Why aren't you eating David?" my Master asked.

"I've never eaten with tools before."

Everyone chuckled and I was so embarrassed I turned bright red. "Don't be embarrassed, we were laughing at the fact that you called the silverware tools. There are going to have to be a lot of things you need to learn." 

Arnold piped up, "Daddy, can I show David how to use the silverware?"

"Sure it will help you two get acquainted."

Arnold taught me how to eat with silverware and I finally got to taste some of the wonderful smelling food. It tasted even better than it smelled. It had many spices on it that I was unfamiliar with but they were all delicious. Soon we had all eaten our fill. We got up and moved to the living room as the servants cleared the table. We all took seats with Master and I sharing something he called a 'love seat'. It was very comfortable and I liked the name. He put his arm around me and pulled me to his side. Everyone wanted to know how Master caught me, so he told the story. Then the kids all wanted to know how we lived in the wild. Before we knew it over two hours had blown past. I couldn't believe I was part of such a wonderful family. But I could tell Master was getting antsy. Mom noticed it too and said, "I can tell you two are interested in more than talk, so why don't you two lovebirds head to your room and have fun."

"Yeah it has been a long day. I think we will turn in."he said as he walked over and kissed Freyja goodnight. To my surprise she came to me and hugged me tight and kissed me good night like a mother. That hadn't happened since my parents died.

"Goodnight Mom."

"Goodnight David."

My Master put one arm behind my knees and one behind my back and picked me up as easily as if I was a baby. I beamed up at him, a grin going from ear to ear. I was safe in Masters powerful arms, he was carrying me like a bride on her wedding day up to his room. The kids all hooted, I was amazed at how open sex was among the sheps. When we got in his room, he set me down to undress me, but I was too quick for him and I was soon down on my knees before my Master. I begged, "Please, can I get Master's big dick ready?" as I weighed his huge balls with my left hand.

"How can I deny you when you are down there on your knees begging for it? You have no idea what that does to an Alpha like me, seeing you on your knees in front of me like that. Especially since I know you are sincere about it. You really do worship my cock don't you?"

"No Master, I worship you. Everything about you. The fact that you have a big beautiful cock is just an added bonus. My proper place is on my knees before my Master, paying homage to the greatest Shep of them all," I said with a grin. And with that I went to work. I took his sheath in my mouth and gently sucked and nibbled on it. I was going to eat the appetizer before I started on the main course. He moaned and quickly hardened until that beautiful piece of Shep meat was poking out the tip of his sheath. I peeled back the sheath, until just the head was showing, I took a deep breath inhaling the heady musk which was the scent of an Alpha dog. It was intoxicating. I ran my tongue around the head, I got a nice taste of the gamy film that clung to his maleness. Some people might think it was gross, to me it tasted and smelled like my Master; strong, masculine, primal. The very essence of an alpha male. Actually not an alpha male, THE ALPHA MALE. I was his and I wanted everyone to know especially my Master. I worked my way down his shaft, peeling back more sheath as I went along. With every inch, I got more of this intoxicating flavor. I looked up and saw that my Master was gazing down at me with his full approval. I was so proud.

"I will never get tired of watching you on your knees, but we've got all night to go so I don't want to cum yet."

He picked me up and undressed me then put me on the bed and climbed in after me. We lay down facing each other with our dicks and balls rubbing together. This put the top of my head level with his chin so I had to look up at my Master, which is how it should be. Feeling his massive maleness dwarfing mine, as we rubbed together, it was almost more than I could take, but I was finally able to back off before I came. "David, you have heard me talk about effects before, right?"

"Yes Master, I have an idea of what they are but its all a guess from the comments you have made."

"We usually don't tell our pets about the 'effects' because they are what we use to break their wills and subjugate them. It's not an evil thing because they eventually end up loving it, but it does take away the free will aspect of their surrender. You on the other hand surrendered of your free will to me which is why I have tried to use it as little as possible. It is a much bigger turn on that you want me of your own free will than if you had been coerced. But anyway here is the story of the effects: 

In the year 2012, a NASA experiment went terribly wrong. NASA had wanted to colonize the planet Eden, which is 10,000 light years away from earth. It would be impossible to get there with a rocket but some big brain figured out a way to digitize a body and make it rematerialize far away. Because of budget cuts they had to do it on a shoestring. The plan was to send 4 men, who each had a male German Shepherd, and 4 women, who each had a female German Shepherd as well. Well something unexpected happened and instead of rematerializing as 16 individuals each human and dog pair digitalized as a unit and rematerialized as a unit. For the most part, they had the best of both man and dog, except the females were fiercely opposed to sex except the one week a year when they were in heat. Even then they would only submit reluctantly. There was a male who evolved whose semen had slight opiate like properties. When he mated with a female she was more likely to tolerate sex with him because she got a little buzz out of it. Because of this he produced many more pups than any of the other sheps so this gene was passed on. His offspring who produced a stronger opiate were more likely to pass their genes on and it became stronger with each passing generation. Eventually, we developed control over how much or little we produced in each ejaculate. If the female was willing very little had to be in the semen. If they resisted or if the male wanted to possess them as a life mate more was produced in the semen to help subdue them. The more alpha the male the more he is capable of producing, so if I need to I can really put someone under the influence of the effects. While it is similar to an opiate, in how it makes you feel, it is not physically addicting. It can be psychologically addicting, depending on how little will power the individual has. Most men become psychologically addicted in a matter of days, if they are hit with the full effects. When your friends tried to fight, it helped their captors to produce powerful effects to subdue them, much stronger than most sheps would be able to produce for a willing mating. Because I am extremely alpha I can control pretty much how much I want in my semen. I have used it very lightly with you, except of the time in the hummer when I became possessive. I lost control and you got a medium dose. I always want you to surrender yourself from your own free will, that is why I have gone light with it. It reduces the physical pleasure for me slightly but that is more than made up with by the ego gratification of a very willing pet," he smiled as he said this. "I always want you to desire me, not to be coerced."

"Master, I have given you my heart forever, if it will increase both our pleasure why don't you hit me with everything you have? Nothing could make me give to you more freely than I do now, I would do anything for you even if it would kill me. All you would have to do is ask."

"You wouldn't feel I was taking advantage of you?"

"When I was a member of our tribe even though or maybe because I was an orphan I had to be the best at everything. Even though I was young there was no one I looked up to because I was the best at all the things that were important. When we were hunting some of the older guys even looked up to me. The thought of being a subordinate to any man I knew was unthinkable. I wanted to grow up to be the leader, not a follower. Then I saw you and I knew that here was someone who was my superior in every way. Finally I found someone who was worthy of being my hero. My place among men was as a leader. When I look at you I know that I exist to do nothing but serve my Master, to do it happily and eagerly. Master, sometimes you're too honorable for your own good. From the sound of things, using your full effects would be better for us both. Besides, I would love to feel the full power and majesty of my Master for once. Please Master take me and conquer me, make me your greatest conquest."

Master got a big grin, "you know what, you are right. You've proven time and again that you love me for who I am not because of effects. You asked for it, I am going to totally conquer your body tonight, and you are going to love it."

"I can't wait." With that, I pulled my Master's head down and sucked his pendulous top lip into my mouth, nibbling and sucking on it. Soon my Master's tongue slipped into my mouth and captured mine. We kissed passionately, his mouth locked over mine. He breathed into my lungs, breathing for both of us. When we broke off the kiss, I was completely breathless. 

My Master rolled on his back. "David, I want you to fuck my sheath." I straddled his waist facing his feet and positioned myself so my dick was right in front of his. I opened up the tip of his sheath and guided myself inside. My Master reached down and put his big hand around his sheath while I bent over and started thrusting into him. The undersides of our maleness rubbed against each other while the warmth of his sheath enveloped us both. I felt Master's big hands spread my ass cheeks. He bent forward and licked my asshole. It was like a jolt of electric went through my body. I kept thrusting and Master kept rimming me, then he used his tongue to penetrate me. He held his big tongue still. I was soon fucking his sheath on the forward thrust and fucking myself on his tongue on the backstroke. There was no way I was going to last long at this rate. Master moved his tongue so it was massaging my prostate and that was enough to put me over the top. 

"I'm cumming!" I cried out as I filled his sheath with my spunk. Master's hand was still around his sheath holding all my cream in. After a brief rest, I withdrew my cock from his sheath, Master's hand was still holding his sheath closed while I slid out and dismounted. To my surprise Master bent down and started to lap up my semen as it started leaking out of his sheath. I was amazed at his flexibility. He soon sucking himself clean. 

"I guess the old saying is true. Why did the dog lick himself?" I said.

"I've never heard that one. OK I'll bite, why did the dog lick himself?" Master asked.

"Because he can."

Master groaned at my joke, then continued to track down every drop of my juice. I lay back down beside him, an inspiration came to me. He finished up, then said , "OK David get on your knee's it's my turn now."

"No!"

"What, are you disobeying your Master? I wouldn't have believed you would ever do that." you could see the hurt in his eyes and hear it in his voice.

"I don't have a Master, none of you stupid sheps has ever taken me against my will and bent me to your will," I said in mock defiance.

Master caught onto the game quickly and smiled. "I guess I will have to remedy that feral, get ready to have your ass raped." 

"That'll be the day when some stupid hybrid will get the better of the Great David."

Master grabbed me and easily threw me on my back and put my knees over his shoulders despite my best attempts to resist. He easily lined himself up and jammed himself in, I was seeing stars. The pain was almost unbearable, but I knew it wouldn't last long. Master wasn't making love to me he was fucking a willful, disobedient, feral into submission. I could feel huge gushers of potent precum blasting into me, subduing me. I could feel my resistance washing away with each shot that flooded my bowels. What he had done to me in the Hummer was nothing compared to now. And that was only with what was in his precum. 

"You're not so tough now are you Oh Great David?" 

I tried to resist but there was no resisting the effects of my Master. It was soon as if I was a boneless doll, that bent to my Masters every whim. He fucked me long and hard, and was soon down to the short strokes, he was grinding deep in me and his massive knot was beginning to swell. I could feel it growing, stretching me to bursting. Finally he threw his head back and howled as he erupted into my ass, filling me with that effects laden semen that was rapidly eliminating any resistance I could muster. Instead of just holding still and filling me, he kept ramming me harder and deeper as he planted his seed as deeply as he could into his conquest. I was swooning by now, fighting to remain in control of myself but to no avail. The effects had taken over and I was floating in that blissful dream state. Only I had been taken to a higher level. I now knew what it had been like for the other members of the tribe. I got to experience the bliss that had bent their will but it was 10 times stronger because of Master's potency. The ecstasy was like nothing I had ever imagined. After breeding me with the main load of semen, he rolled onto his back, holding me possessively to his chest. He was panting from his great exertion of summoning all the effects he could muster. I could feel that huge knot making us one, continuing to act as a conduit for the bliss inducing fluid that I knew I could no longer live without. I could hear my Master but I couldn't muster the effort to respond.

"David, that was so clever. I don't know if I would ever have been able to give you the full feel of the effects if we were making love. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did, it brought the primal dog out in me like never before." He held me close to his chest right over his beating heart, "Now I truly own you, with your consent and without it. Always remember; I love you more than life itself. We are mated now and forever, till death do us part."
Earth's New Masters Part 4 The Honeymoon Begins
(Part of the series “Earth's New Masters”)

To get to know each otgher better, Woden and David go on a honeymoon.  First they go on a tour of Washington DC.  Then they go stripper fishing on the Chesapeake Bay, where they have a great time and learn a lot about each other.  The story is a little bit slow for the next couple of chapters as it transitions from a standalone stroke story to a novel but the plot picks back up by chapter 6.

During the tie, I lay on my Masters chest in a state of total bliss. I was in a semiconscious euphoria, a feeling of pleasure beyond anything I had ever imagined possible. My Master was in me, his huge knot locking me to him as securely as if we were one flesh, and his shaft extending to what felt like the center of my being. He continued to pulse intermittent shots of effects laden semen deep into me. He would grunt every time he did as he made an effort to produce as much of the effect as possible, to insure his continued ownership of me. Each time, it would send me on another peak of euphoria. 

Every time that I would come down a little, I could hear my Master talking to me as he held me possessively. Things like: "Yes David, I'm so lucky to have you." "I will love you forever." and other sweet nothings. He rubbed his hand through my hair, while he continued to massage the back of his knot on my sphincter, causing him to continue ejaculating deep in me. 

Eventually all good things must come to an end. After an hour and a half, his knot started to deflate. Eventually, no matter how hard I clamped down on him, I wasn't able to keep him in me. As he pulled out, I cried out; "Nooo!" I felt empty, physically and emotionally.

He pulled me close to him as I whimpered piteously, wishing I was still one with him. From now on; I would live for the times when we were one flesh. He kissed the top of my head, like he was comforting a small child. "David, don't worry I will be here for you always. You will not only want me now, you will need me. I put so much of me into you and now it has been absorbed into your system. You can't help but be psychologically addicted to me now. Don't worry, you will never feel pain from it as long as you stay with me. Even before I bonded you to me, I had no fear of you ever wanting to leave. And I swear to my dying breath; I will never forsake you." 

Just the words of my Master, the being that owned me body and soul, was enough to comfort me. I had never met anyone more honorable than my master, there was no doubt in my mind that he would stand by his word. That, combined with his scent, his possessive embrace and the sound of his heart beating under my head; brought me back to a state of complete contentment. I fell asleep on his chest, and slept the most contented sleep of my life. My dreams were all happy ones about me being with my Master, pleasing him and being rewarded with his love and praise. I wanted nothing more than to be the perfect pet to him.

I awoke beside my Master in the morning, my head resting on his broad, muscular, furry chest. He was so big, strong, and solid, like bedrock, the perfect foundation to rebuild my life on. My life had been lacking an anchor, I was an orphan, with no one that cared about me. I had had only ambition in my life, I had never had love. Now, in less than 36 hours, my life had become so perfect. As far as I was concerned; I had no life before this. Not only did I have my Master, who loved me with a depth that I had not believed possible, but I also had a family for the first time I could remember. Master's wife was already treating me like I was her son, and his kids treated me like I was their big brother. I had figured they would tolerate me or treat me like a pet, not like a family member.

"So, you're finally awake sleepyhead, I thought you would sleep all morning. Although, I was content to lay here and watch you sleep, you looked so peaceful, innocent and content." Master said as he pulled me close to kiss me good morning.

"Master, for the first time in my life I AM content, although that doesn't even begin to describe how I feel. I have to keep pinching myself to make sure it is real and not a dream. I keep worrying I am going to wake up back at the Firehole, and find that this was all a dream. Everything has been so perfect. I knew I loved you and wanted to be with you, but even that is growing even stronger than I thought possible. The kids seem to like me, and even more surprising your wife seems to genuinely like me. She seems like a wonderful lady, on top of that she is beautiful too."

"Freyja is a wonderful mate. She has an incredible mothering instinct, produces great pups, and when she is in season she is a dynamo in bed. Which is very unusual for a female Shep. I knew she would like you, although your comment about her beauty definitely got you off on the right foot. I'm very lucky to have her."

"I think both of you are lucky to have each other."

"Well, we can't stay in bed all day."

"Why not?"

"We have to get up and get breakfast..."

"Can't I have a liquid breakfast?" I interrupted, as I reached down and fondled his morning wood.

"You are hopeless!" Master said but his eyes were twinkling with delight. "No, first we are going to shower. Then we are going to go down and have breakfast with the family. Then I'll give you a quick tour of DC. I had Freyja pack you an overnight bag, because I have a surprise for you this evening."

"What's the surprise, Master?" I begged.

"It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you, would it?" he said gloating.

"Can we at least shower together?" I begged shamelessly.

"Of course."

Master adjusted the water and we got into the shower. "I'll wash you first." Master suggested. He took some shampoo and washed my hair. His strong hands massaged the shampoo into a nice lather, it was so relaxing. I rinsed the soap out of my hair and Master soaped up a wash cloth, and started washing me. He started at my face and worked his way down. 

When he got to my privates, he got down on his knees. He soaped up my cock and balls, and then started stroking my extremely erect cock with his left hand. With his right he used the wash cloth to wash my ass. He got it nice and soapy then dropped the wash cloth and started working his big middle finger into my hole, while still stroking my cock with his left. I was soon moaning uncontrollably as he inched that middle finger closer to my prostate. He was taking it teasingly slow.

"Please Master, let me cum." He ignored me, continuing to take his good old time. 

He turned me so the soap got rinsed off from my cock and balls. He pulled his finger out of my ass and then turned me so he was kneeling in front of me. He took me into his mouth and started massaging me with his tongue. He put his right arm between my legs and reinserted his finger into my eager hole. This time he went straight to my prostate. To my surprise, he grabbed my right hand and guided it to the back of his head. I got the idea immediately and brought my left hand up by my right allowing me to completely control the movement of his head. I was fucking his mouth and he was massaging my prostate. Watching my Master let me fuck his mouth was such a high. The leader of the world was on his knees in front of me, letting me face fuck him. I knew he was a complete alpha top, letting me take charge was completely against his nature, it was quite a gift he was giving me. Just that thought was enough to send me over the edge. I pulled his head all the way to my groin as I took one final thrust into his muzzle and blasted a huge load directly down his throat. I sent the first couple of shots down his throat, then backed out so the rest shot into his mouth. I finally pulled out of Masters mouth. He rose up and shared my load with me.

"I have never let anyone take charge like that before." Master said. "In the past, when I have given oral, I was always in control, as far as anal, I am still a virgin. With us sheps, everything depends on the pack hierarchy. If you are dominant to the other shep, you will want to be the top. If you are in the presence of someone high above you, you will crave to be the bottom, even if you are nearly always a top. A good example is my second in command. He is extremely alpha to everyone but me. In the presence of most others he is dominant, almost to the point of being sadistic. But when ever we are alone together, he literally begs me to take him. It is the only time he has any desire to be a sub. Since I don't have anyone dominant to me I have never been the sub. But I have never trusted anyone like I trust you . Maybe I can learn to let my guard down."

"Master, you don't have to. It was definitely a nice change of pace, but I don't mind being the sub. I knew it was hard for you to let me be in control, and I appreciated the sentiment, but you were born to be my Master. When you take charge I feel so safe, secure and loved. Can I return the favor?"

"Not right now, I want you alert today, I promise I'll make it up to you tonight."

I washed him, my hands exploring all those beautiful, big muscles, as I lathered him up. It was like studying braille anatomy. Every muscle was so defined and chiseled, from his trapezius, to his six pack abs, all the way down to his bulging calves. He could have posed for any of the statues of Apollo. I massaged every tension knot out of them. With his coat all slicked down with the water you could see all the definition. I couldn't help but fall to my knees, where I belonged; in front of my Master. Looking up at him, from my position of worship, while my hands massaged his muscular legs, was such a turn on. The only thing that could have made it better, was if I could have massaged the one muscle that I desired above all the others.

We got out and dried each other off, I made sure I took extra special care of my Masters family jewels. We dressed and went down to breakfast. As I came down the steps, the boys came charging in, screamed "David" in unison and tackled me. We rough housed a while and I let them pin me. They let me up and I kissed them each good morning. 

Arnold, as usual, acted as the spokesman, "Dad, can we play with David after breakfast?"

"I'm afraid not. This is our honeymoon, we are going sightseeing and then doing something special over night. We need to get to know each other better. Don't worry though, next week you will have plenty of time to acquainted while I'm at work."

"'Getting to know each other better,' is that a euphemism for screwing your brains out?" Arnold said with a smirk.

"You have always been an impudent whelp. But yes, for your information, we ARE going to screw each others brains out. I'm sure if you were a little older, that would make you jealous."

I turned a little red. I was still a little shocked that the sheps were so open about sex, even the children. As we walked into the kitchen I was greeted by mom, she hugged me and kissed me good morning. "I'd ask you if you had a good night sleep, but from the sound of things last night there wasn't much sleeping going on. From the sound of things, you two had a helluva time." she said with a smile.

"I'm sorry if we kept you up, we may have gotten a little carried away." Master said a little sheepishly. 

"Don't be silly, I'm glad you guys had a good time. That's why I wanted you to go on the hunt in the first place. Woden, you needed this more than you realize, David is the best thing that ever happened to you. Being the leader has a lot of stress, having David as a companion has you a lot more relaxed. I can see that already."

"You're right as always, I haven't even thought of the office since I went on the hunt. Plus, I've been happier than I've ever been. Besides, he is a hell of a lot better than my hand. Cuter too." he said winking at me.

"He definitely is cute, I don't think you could have found a better feral if you looked 100 years." she said smiling at me. "It's obvious you two were made for each other. You give him exactly what he needs and he gives you exactly what you need. Anyone can see that. When you get back to work, you better not take him for granted."

"No need to worry about that. It is going to be hard to keep my mind on work, thinking about what I could be doing to my boy. But now that I have the government set up, I shouldn't have to spend too much time at the office."

We had something new to me called waffles with syrup, fried eggs, bacon and milk to drink. There was lots of friendly conversation, the kids were fascinated with how I lived in the wilderness. Even my Master and mom listened attentively, as I told stories about living at the Firehole.

It was soon time to go. A limo pulled up and Master and I got into the back. We toured the Thomas Jefferson Memorial, the Franklin D. Roosevelt Memorial, the Korean War Veterans Memorial, the Abraham Lincoln Memorial, the Vietnam Veteran's Memorial, and the World War II Memorial. My Master explained the significance of each one. I tried to listen, but every time I gazed onto his face while he was explaining, all I could think of was how handsome he was, and how lucky I was to belong to him. He knew his history well, the Shep's human ancestors were Americans and they were proud of it. They passed their history down, plus Master had studied the golden age of America, before it drifted down into socialism.

We went to the top of the Washington Monument and looked out over the city. I was amazed by the majestic architecture of the city. We finished off the morning by touring the National Zoo. I never knew there were so many kinds of animals. They were so much different from the animals of the Firehole, although some of the animals I was familiar with were also there. One advantage of traveling with Master was that we never had to wait in a line, so even though we did a lot we were done with our tour by 2 pm.

After touring DC the limo headed down to a place called Piney Point on the Chesapeake Bay . We drove up to the marina and got out. Master pointed to a boat tied up to the dock.

"Here is the surprise. We are going out striper fishing, among other things." He said, as he grinned lewdly and cupped my ass with that big hand, that covered it almost completely.

He introduced me to the captain of the boat, a small wiry shep, named Roland. "Captain, tell David here a little about â€˜Happy Hooker' and our plan of attack."

"The â€˜Happy Hooker' is a classic Bay-built fishing machine. She's 40 foot long and has an exceptionally wide beam for her length, giving her better stability and a comfortable ride. She is powered by twin 653HP Detroit diesel engines. She has all the latest electronics, a big bait well and a big cooler to keep the catch fresh. She has a well stocked galley, so food won't be a problem even if we don't catch any fish. She also has a nice cabin, if fishing is slow and you want some privacy to get in some â€˜other recreation'." He said as he sized me up with a grin. "We are going to target striped bass, also known as stripers or rockfish. We will be trolling tube lures and diving plugs. If we find any schools near the surface we have a variety of poppers, and if you are really adventurous we can go after them with bass bugs on a fly rod. Why don't you stow your gear and we will get underway." 

We carried our overnight bags below to the boat's cabin. It wasn't big, just enough room for the double bed. We went back up on deck as Roland maneuvered us out of the marina. We rode on the fly bridge, which gave us an excellent view of the water. I had never been to such a large body of water. I had thought Yellowstone Lake was big; it was dwarfed by the bay. We sat on a bench seat on the fly bridge, as the captain opened up the throttle. The boat picked up speed causing my long hair to fly out behind me. Master pulled me close to him, I rested my head in the hollow of his neck against his soft fur, and watched all the beautiful scenery rush past us. 

"Thank you Master."

"Your welcome, but I enjoy spoiling my pet. Plus I love striper fishing, having you with me makes it just that much better. I hope you enjoy the fishing."

"Master, I can't be with you and not enjoy myself. You are everything I could possibly want. I have heard you say a couple of times that I worship you and you weren't sure you could live up to it. Well I do worship you; you're my Master, my lover and my Hero. I can't imagine how you could be any more perfect." I think I embarrassed him because he was silent for a moment, but he hugged me tighter.

Finally he said, "David, you are everything I could have wanted in a pet, although I have a hard time thinking of you as a pet. More and more, I think of you as just my lover. I am the most powerful Shep here on earth, but I feel the most important and most powerful when I am with you. When you look at me, and I see the true adoration in your eyes, it makes me feel more special than when the all the eyes of earth are on me, when I am giving a speech as the leader. It's a big responsibility being someone's hero, I'll try my best to live up to it."

"Master, you don't have to try to live up to anything, you are who you are, and that's more than enough for me."and with that I pulled his head down to me and kissed him. We kissed tenderly, there would be time later for sex, now was a time for romance. Even after we broke the kiss I continued to nibble and suck on his long pendulous lips, while he caressed the back of my head, and ran his fingers sensuously through my hair. Part of me wished this moment would never end. But soon, we reached the area we were going to fish.

When we got out to the first area we were going to fish, Roland gave me a rod with a tube lure on it and gave Master one with a diving plug. 

"I've marked some good sized fish on the fish finder, get your rods out and I am going to try to make a pass over them again."

I had never used a level wind reel, so Master showed me how to let line out. We put the lures in the water and let out enough line to get the lures to the proper depth as the captain lined us up for another pass at the fish. As we passed over the area where the captain marked fish, Master got a hit. He set the hook and as I was reeling in to make sure I was out of his way, one hit my fleeing lure. It hit so hard it hooked itself. Both of us were fighting large fish, going over and under each other to keep from tangling. After a 10 minute fight Master landed a 25 pound striper, and my 22 pounder soon followed his into the boat. We put both into the cooler and dropped our lures back in the water. The captain made another pass and Master got another hook up. This time, I managed to get my lure in and I got a chance to watch my Master land the biggest one so far as I cheered him on. He boated the 27 pounder, but after making a couple unsuccessful passes over the same spot, we reeled in to cruise to another spot.

We moved to the next spot and Roland told us to drop our lines. We let them out to the proper depth and made an unsuccessful pass over the area. Roland turned us around and made another pass through and I managed to hook a 12 pounder. Master reeled his line in to give me room and I landed this one relatively quickly. We made two more passes without getting a hit and then reeled in to hunt for another spot. After another 15 minutes of searching Roland told us to get back in the water. We were tied at two fish apiece, although Master's were bigger than mine, and it was starting to turn into a friendly competition. Which wasn't surprising since we were both very competitive, hating to lose at anything.

"So we each have two, but mine are bigger." Master teased.

"You think everything of yours is bigger." I said, making a point to ogle his groin. "Well it isn't over. I'll show you how to catch fish." I taunted as I set the hook on one. My drag screamed as a huge fish started peeling line off of my reel. "See, I told you so." I taunted. Then I concentrated on trying to weather its first powerful run, keeping enough pressure on it to try to tire it but not enough to break the line.

"You don't have this one in yet, don't count your chickens before they're hatched." He jabbed back as he reeled in the line to give me room to play this monster. But despite his words he did everything he could to try to help me get the big fish in. I got it near the boat four times and each time it saw the boat, it peeled off about a hundred yards of line in spectacular drag squealing runs. I managed to weather all of them and was finally able to bring it along side the boat for master to gaff, since it was too big to net. We put it on the scale to get a weight.

"Forty-six pounds and nine ounces, wow that's a nice one, I'm going to have a hard time topping that." Master complemented, but it was obvious he wasn't giving up. We got our lines back into the water and as we made our pass through we each hooked up with twin 20 pounders, which we boated with no problems after a 10 minute fight.

It was my turn to needle him. "Well, not only do I have the biggest fish, I have one more than you too. I guess I'll have to teach you how to fish for these stripers." I said laughing.

"You ungrateful, egotistical, little feral, you haven't won anything yet. I'm only getting warmed up." He said with mock indignation, as he hurried to get his line back in the water before me. Neither of us got a fish in the next two passes over this spot, so Roland moved the boat until he marked more fish. We fished 2 more marks, each of us catching a fish each at each one. 

I was still up one fish, when Master said, "This is the last stop tonight. We need to eat dinner, then turn in for the night. I still plan on beating you, you ungrateful feral."

"Just what I expect to hear from a big muscle-headed Shep, that has more muscles than brains." I said as I dropped my lure into the water and let it trail out behind the trolling boat.

Master dropped his plug in and I soon had a fish on, a nice 31 pounder. Master reeled in so I would have room to fight this fish. I boated him, so I was 2 fish ahead. As I was unhooking it, Master got his line back in the water and before I was able to get mine in, he set the hook and let out a whoop.

"YES! This is a big one, I think I've got you beat, if I can get it in." 

It was a big one. Initially the competitive part of me wanted him to lose it, and then I was ashamed of myself. Why should I want to win by having my Master fail? My Master loved me and cared for me, and made me happier than I had ever been in my life, why should I ever wish him ill? "Don't let him get away, Master!" I yelled with real heartfelt enthusiasm.

This one fought similar to my big one and in the end, I gaffed it for Master. We put it on the scale.

"Forty-nine pounds 3 ounces." I read. "Congratulations." I said and broke down crying.

"Come on David; don't cry because I beat you, it was just a friendly competition."

"I'm not crying because you beat me, I'm crying because I am ashamed of myself. I am an ungrateful feral, just like you said. After all the things you have done for me, taking me into your home, making me part of your family, letting me be your lover, I wanted to see you fail. When you hooked the big one, my first reaction was that I hoped it got away, so I could win."

"Well you sure did sound like you wanted me to land it."

"I did want you to land it, after I thought about it for a couple of seconds. But my first reaction was to see you fail, so I could win. I don't think I'm worthy of being your lover."

He put his arms around me and pulled me close to him. "Well to be real honest, I felt the same way when you hooked your big one, that's your first reaction when you are a competitor. None of us are perfect; after you had a chance to think about it, your heart was in the right place, so don't worry about it." He said as he tilted my face up and wiped the tears from my eyes. "I sure don't think any less of you." He said and kissed my nose. "Besides we a have one more pass through here before were done, I still have a chance to tie you in total fish."

"In your dreams." I said as I raced over to my rod and dropped my lure into the water and started letting it out.

"You cheating feral!" he exclaimed in mock indignation as he grabbed his rod and dropped his lure into the water. 

But before his lure was even halfway out, my rod was almost ripped from my hand by a vicious strike. I set the hook as best as I could, and he took off on a drag burning run, peeling out 300 yards of line in his first run. When he rested at the end of the run, I gained ground by a combination of pulling him in and Roland backing the boat toward him. I regained the 300 yards, but when he saw the boat, he took off on another run that peeled 200 yards off the reel. This run wasn't quite as powerful as the first and I was able to turn him easier. Again, with Roland's help I was able to regain this line. This time, I was able to get him close enough to the boat to see him.

"Damn David, he must be over 60 pounds. I've never seen one that big, don't let him get away."

As he said that the fish took one more, much weaker run, only taking about 50 yards this time. I was soon able to regain this and bring it beside the boat. A couple of more yards and we would be able to gaff it. I brought it up to the surface, it thrashed about wildly in a last ditch effort to escape when the line suddenly flew back at me. It had snapped. For a few seconds, the striper didn't realize it was free, it just gasped at the surface. Then, realizing it was free, it slowly sank into the depths. 

Master picked up the end of my line and examined it. "It looks like your lure was all the way in his mouth so his teeth could get to the line. He must have abraded your line with his teeth when he shook his head at the end." He put a consoling arm around me, "I'm sorry you lost it, David."

"It's not a problem; it was exciting while it lasted. He was a worthy adversary and he won today." I grinned and added; "It gives us an excuse to come back. Congratulation's on winning." I said as I gave him a big hug.

"I only won the big fish competition; you caught the most, so congratulations to you too."

Roland headed us for a nearby island and anchored in a sheltered cove in about 5 feet of water. We put our rods back in the rack. "It's time to fillet our catch." While we each grabbed a fish and brought it to the fish cleaning station, Roland started up the deep fryer and started mixing up batter. "Do you know how to fillet a fish?"

"Yes Master." I said as I took the fillet knife that my master handed me. We started with the smaller ones first. When Master finished filleting his first one, he took it over to Roland so he could cook it. One fish would be plenty for all of us, with plenty left over. We finished cleaning our catch and put it in the cooler. We took the heads, bones and entrails and put them into 6 crab traps, and threw them into the water. They sunk to the bottom but were marked by a small buoy attach to each one with a short rope.

"Hopefully, those will catch lunch for tomorrow. I doubt if you've ever had blue crabs before, you're in for a real treat."

We washed up just as Roland was putting the finishing touches on dinner. We helped him carry it to the table. "I made batter fried striper, French fries and coleslaw." he said, pointing to each platter as he mentioned it. We sat down and started eating. We listened most of the meal while Roland regaled us with fishing stories. We helped Roland clean up after dinner, and then climbed up on the fly bridge to watch the sunset and digest our food. 

Master sat down on the bench seat and motioned me in front of him. He unbuttoned my shorts and took them off of me. Then he pulled my shirt off over my head. "You don't need these, it's warm enough out here and with the sun going down you don't need to worry about sunburn. I think you look much better this way." he said as he grinned and cupped my package, fondling me for a few seconds. "I still can't believe that you are all mine." I immediately started to stiffen.

"Neither can I."

"I think we should give each other pet names, for when we make love. What do you think Sweetcheeks?"

I blushed. I thought for a moment "OK, how about Poppa Woody, since you're always poppin' a woody," I said with a smirk. "Some guys just have no control over themselves, their brains are in their balls."

He laughed, "Me not having control of myself, your the one who wishes I was permanently tied to you."

"And just what's wrong with that? I thought you like the fact that I worship you. Besides who wouldn't want filled with seed from the most powerful being on the planet? The sexiest too!" I said as I bent forward put my arms around him and pulled him into a passionate kiss. After a few seconds I reached down and felt his member, he was getting hard again. 
"See, you're poppin' a woody again!", and with that I pulled him down to the ground. It was easy to do, since I caught him off balance and completely by surprise.

"Hey!" Master yelled in surprise as he hit the deck with me landing on top of him.

"Am I being too rough for the big, ugly, hybrid?" I asked mockingly.

He grinned, "You are going to pay for this, your ass is mine, Feral."

"In your dreams, tall, dark and gruesome." I knew I had no chance, Master was twice my size, incredibly strong and amazingly coordinated. Besides, I got all weak in the knees whenever I felt his strength. I wanted to be dominated by him. Despite that. I tried to pin him. He soon had the tables turned, I was in a prone position, face down. He was on top of me, his right hand holding my right wrist, his left hand holding my left wrist, stretching my hands over my head. His legs pinned mine, and his big shaft was running up and down my ass crack leaking precum, like there was no tomorrow. I was completely controlled, I couldn't move a muscle. His whole body was in contact with mine, dominating me completely.

"It looks like the insolent little feral is helpless against the big, bad, all-powerful Shep." 

As he said this, he held both of my hands wrists with his left hand. Then he got both of his knees between my legs, and used them to spread me wide open. I tried to resist, but it was hopeless, he was just too powerful. Plus, deep down inside I desperately wanted him to fuck my brains out and fill me with his effects again. I was already hopelessly addicted to him. His right hand peeled his sheath off of his throbbing python and guided it to it's new home. I felt the head of his glorious cock searching for my hole, leaking pre to lube me up. He found it, and I was soon penetrated by his head. My ass was at the wrong angle for deep penetration, I needed to be tilted up to receive him completely. I had no choice, if I didn't tilt my ass up, he was going to rip me a new orifice. I surrendered, tilting my ass to give him the proper angle. He felt my capitulation, and laughed.

"This will teach you to know your place feral." He said and he hilted it in one thrust. I let out a howl of pain, but I knew it would be temporary, the ecstasy would soon follow. My resistance elicited a large spurt of effects laden precum, which eased the pain and almost completely erased my resistance. It was taking less and less effects for me to be completely in thrall to my Master. Every ten seconds or so he pumped another shot of it into me. He was hammering in and out of me with the speed and power of one of his German Shepherd ancestors. I felt so helpless and defenceless. Those huge balls were slapping against mine so hard that it probably would have been painful, if I hadn't been under the influence of his powerful effects. I couldn't help myself at this point, I was straining to give him the best angle for the deepest penetration. My prostate was tingling wildly from the stimulation, I knew I wasn't going to last long at this rate. It felt like my Master was trying to force his whole body up my asshole. He was getting down to the short strokes, now I could feel his knot beginning to grow in me. Soon it was grapefruit size, putting continuous pressure on my prostate. That was all I could take, I had an explosive orgasm. I clamped down hard on my Master's knot as I exploded. This brought him over the edge with me. My Master howled out his triumph and I felt his semen jet deep into me. It was instant euphoria. Despite the fact that Master's huge knot was now totally immobilized in my tight rectum, he was instinctively trying to thrust it in even further, so he could plant his pups deep in me. I would have given anything to be able to carry his pups, I would have to settle for satisfying his every sexual desire. I was drifting further and further into that blissful satisfied dream state, that Master's effects induced. 

I drifted in and out of awareness. The fullness I felt from my Master's knot was reassuring, it made me know I was owned, desired and loved. I wasn't conscious when my Master pulled out of me, carried me into the cabin, and laid me on the bed next to him. When I awoke, my face was buried in his chest fur, and my right arm and leg were draped over my Master. He was on his back, his left arm holding me tightly to him, dominating me even in his sleep. That was all the reassurance I needed and I slept contentedly until dawn. 

When I awoke, master was still sleeping. I was not going to be denied a liquid breakfast this morning. I slipped out of his grasp and quietly slipped down his body. I didn't have to do anything to get him hard, he was already sporting morning wood. I caressed his testicles, they felt so firm and full. I rubbed my hand up and down his sheath, delighting in the velvety texture of the short fur that covered it. I held my hand around his sheath, then slipped my tongue into his sheath and ran it around his corona. The smell and taste was male, virile, musky. My Master moaned in his sleep. I slid his sheath down with my right hand and caressed his nuts with the other. As I took the head into my mouth, I was just about ready to swoon from the assault on my senses. The combination of the musk, the gaminess, the texture and the pheromones had me light headed, and I wanted more. Just then, I felt a large hand on the back of my head. 

"What a beautiful sight to open my eyes to, first thing in the morning."

I felt a second hand make it's way to my head. My Master was in full control of the situation, as it should be. He bobbed my head up and down his shaft. Meanwhile; I jerked my hand up and down the base of his shaft, trying to get him to knot up, so I could drink my breakfast. Master moaned, as I used my other hand to caress those big Shep balls. His musk was getting me hornier and hornier, I wasn't sure who would cum first. We were both racing to our climax, but Master reached his first. He pulled my head up, until only the head of his big cock was in my mouth. He then blasted copious quantities of Shep spunk into my mouth, overpowering my taste buds, his musk and pheromones overloading all of my senses. I took a swallow, then started blowing my load onto the bed, as I continued to swallow every drop of my Masters precious load.

It took us both a few minutes to recover. Then Master pulled me up to give me a good morning kiss. "Thanks for the delightful wake up call."

"I didn't do it for you, I told you yesterday I wanted a liquid breakfast. I just had to take it into my own hands, and mouth to get it. I told you, I plan on keeping those balls drained, I don't want there to be any left for anyone else."

Master laughed, "At the rate your going, you definitely won't have to worry about that. But I promise I won't screw anyone except Freyja without your knowledge and consent."

"Well I'm not taking any chances." I replied with a giggle.

"You are hopeless." He replied as he smiled and tousled my hair.

We cuddled together for about 15 minutes, then Master said. "We need to go down and get breakfast, we want to get an early start. Roland is going to try to find somewhere where they are cruising the surface so we can try to get them on the fly rods. Do you know how to use a fly rod?"

"A little, I have caught some trout on one." I said modestly

"Well if you have any problems Roland and I can give you some pointers."

We went to the galley where Roland already had the eggs, bacon, hash browns and buttered toast ready. We ate while he looked for a good spot.

We were just finishing breakfast when Roland found an area where the stripers came into the shallows. We were going to attempt to take them with fly rods and popping bugs. I could see that my Master had some skill with a fly rod, but this was something that I was obviously better at than he was. I was really good with a fly rod, that is what we used to fish with at the Firehole. Allen had owned a fly shop right outside of Yellowstone before the collapse of the United States. Therefore when he joined the tribe we had a huge stockpile of fly fishing and fly tying equipment and supplies. I had become the best fly fisherman in the tribe, since Allen had coached me since I was 6 years old. I had surpassed him by the time I was 14 years old.

The salt water fly rod was a heavier rod and line combo than I was used to, and the popping bugs were bigger and more wind resistant than the trout flies I was used to. But it only took a few casts to get the rhythm of the bigger rod. I was soon able to punch a good 50 foot double-haul casts into the wind and get my fly within a few inches of my target.

I spotted a nice striper slowly cruising the surface and punched a cast into the wind that landed 10 feet in front of him. I let it rest for about 5 seconds and when he was about 2 feet away I twitched it. With a flick of his tail, he exploded onto the popper. I set the hook and the fight was on. The 15 pounder put up a nice fight, even leaping several times, before I landed it.

"That was impressive Sweetcheeks, I've never seen anyone that good with a fly rod."

"That was all I used at the Firehole. I was the best in our tribe. In some of the bigger pools, you had to be able to double haul cast in order to get your fly in some of the better runs."

"Could you give me a few pointers on casting?"

"I guess I could give you some lessons on using a long rod, as long as you promise to use your other long rod on me later."

"That will be the easiest promise I'll ever have to keep. The most fun too."
I got up on a milk crate behind my master and guided his arm through the motions of casting. My groin was rubbing up against his ass, I could feel his tail clenching tight to cover his virgin hole. "Just relax Master, I'm not planning on deflowering you."

He grinned and said, "It was that obvious, huh. Maybe one of these days I won't be so defensive, but I've never been anyone's bitch."

"I don't expect you to ever be my bitch, you're my big alpha stud dog. I'm quite happy being YOUR Bitch." I said as I hugged him close to me and nuzzled his ear affectionately. "You're my Poppa Woody," I continued and let one hand trail down to cup his package, "and this is what I live for."

"OK. Enough of this, let's get back to casting, before I lose control, and have to fuck your sweet little ass."

"Promises, promises!"

But, despite the banter, I continued showing him the right casting planes. Then I taught him the proper rhythm for the cast, the proper time to stop his backcast, the right amount of pause to let the fly line straighten out behind him to load the rod, the right moment to punch the rod forward and the proper place to end the cast to get the best distance. I explained to him the mechanics of loop control, and how to maintain a tight loop to get maximum distance and to be able to punch the big wind resistance deer hair bug into a stiff breeze.
I saw a striper cruising the surface. I put Master through the right motions and dropped the bug directly in the stripers path. When it was 2 feet away, I told him to give it a twitch. He did and the 20 pounder hammered the bug with malice. We both gave a "Whooo" and Master was soon subduing this nice sized fish on a fly rod.

We took turns casting to cruising fish, though today there was no competition. I gave him more pointers and he was improving rapidly. It made me feel good to be able to teach my Master something useful. When the sun got too high in the sky, the stripers moved to deeper water, ending our fly fishing session.

We went back up to the fly bridge and Roland headed the boat back to the place where we had our crab traps. Out in the open bay there was a nice breeze that put a 2 foot chop on the water. We were heading into the wind so the boat was bouncing rhythmically as we cut across the waves. I was sitting on my Master's lap, I felt him growing. I turned my head and grinned. He grinned back, it seemed we both had the same idea. I stood up and dropped my shorts. I turned around and took his erection into my mouth to lube him up. Then I turned around and backed up to him. I was going to guide him when he stopped me for a moment.

"Wait a second Sweetcheeks, I want to lube you up first. Besides, I want a taste of those sweet cheeks again." He said as he spread my cheeks wide and started rimming my sensitive hole. Soon he was penetrating me,using that massive tongue to prep me for our little dalliance. That big, muscular tongue stretched and lubed me to perfection. 

When he finally had his fill of my "sweet cheeks", he withdrew. I backed up and guided him into me, the bouncing of the boat caused him to penetrate me at about an inch per bounce. He was soon hilted in me balls deep, he pulled me all the way back onto his lap and hugged me possessively to his chest. He was ready to put another claim on his property. He was erotically licking my ear, like a dog would while breeding a bitch. I had NO problem with being his bitch. We didn't have to move at all, the boat provided all the movement we needed. Soon his knot started to swell, locking us together. It was soon the size of a small grapefruit. Now with each bounce of the boat, the motion massaged the base of his knot against my sphincter causing him to ejaculate. It also caused my Masters glorious huge cock to batter my prostate causing me to cum twice on the way back to the cove. I got just enough of my Masters effects to relax me, and take the edge off my desire for him.

When we got back to the cove where we had left the crab traps, we retrieved them. There were over 60 nice sized blue crabs in them. Roland soon had a huge pot of water boiling, he measured out a quarter cup of seasoning into it and dumped the first 15 crabs into it. He put a disposable plastic sheet over a four foot round plastic table that he had set up on the deck, and melted a pound of salted butter. The smell from the boiling crabs was wonderful, my mouth was watering already. As soon as they were done, Roland pulled the basket out, let them drain for a few seconds and the dumped the steaming hot crabs on the table. He refilled the basket with about 15 more crabs, put it back in the water to boil, and joined us at the table.

My Master showed me how to break open the crabs, to get the sweet delicious meat inside. He tore one open with his hands exposing all the sweet white meat. He took a fork and removed some from the crab, dipped it in the butter, and guided it into my mouth. It was wonderful! I tore one open and fed my Master a forkful. It was slower but much more fun to feed each other, so we alternated. The added bonus is it gave me plenty of time to gaze at my Masters handsome face, a sight that I never tired of. He was so handsome, so masculine, so ALPHA! 

I found an especially choice lump of crab meat, dipped it in the butter and said, "If you want it, you are going to have to work for it." I said as I popped it into my mouth.

"I think I'm up for the challenge." He said as pulled my head close to his. He kissed me, forcing his big long Shep tongue between my lips. He didn't go directly for the piece of crab, instead he lingered, his tongue leisurely exploring its property, before finally claiming its prize. He pulled it into his mouth, chewed and swallowed.

"The best piece so far." He claimed as he pulled me into another deep kiss. I was putty in his massive hands, he could do whatever he wanted with me and I would be content. Even though it had been less than 3 days ago, my old life at the Firehole seemed so far away.

"Hey! I thought I was your best piece so far." I teased.

"I meant my best piece of crab meat. Of course you are the best piece I've ever had, and I intend to indulge in you frequently."

"No matter how frequently it is, it will never be frequently enough for me." I said as I pulled him close for another kiss.

Earth's New Masters Part 5 My Heart Wears Your Collar And Leash
(Part of the series “Earth's New Masters”)

The end of David's and Wodens honeymoon.  This is the end of the transition the plot picks up a bit in the next chapter.  

I am posting one or two chapters of each of my stories to Furrag to let readers know where they can find the rest of my stories if they are interested in following them. I doubt that I will be posting on this site anymore, as many of the members are much too pretentious, condescending and anal retentive for my taste. They remind me of the Profs in freshman creative writing class, you know the ones that turned me off from writing for 30 years. I will stick to SoFurry and maybe give Fur Affinity a try. You can find a complete listing of my work at: http://firefromheaven.sofurry.com/stories

 
All I could think about was the next time I would get to reaffirm my love for my Master. After we finished, we went up to the fly bridge to relax while Roland cleaned up after our lunch. My master sat on the bench seat and I straddled his legs, sitting on his lap, face to face. Even with the added height of sitting on his lap I still had to look up to gaze into the eyes of the lover I totally idolized. I knew I was the luckiest being on Earth, either man or Shep. I reached up to lovingly stroke his strong masculine jawline, which made him smile.

He pulled me close to his massive chest, and whispered in my ear. "David, I love you so much. I am the luckiest Shep there is now that you're mine."

"Master, promise me you'll never leave me." I have no idea where the thought came from, but I added; "Or sell me."

My Master pushed me away to arms length and stared piercingly into my eyes, I could see hurt and pain in his face. "David, how could you even think such a thing? You are my lover and you mean everything to me. They would have to rip you from my cold dead hands before anyone could ever get you away from me!"

"I don't know why I thought of that. I guess since I'm your pet, I am a possession that can be disposed of when you get tired of me."

"David, I thank God every hour that I have you. Yes, in the eyes of the law, at least as it stands now, you are my possession. And I do own you, but only like a man owns his lover, the same way that you own me. I am your captive every bit much as you are mine. My heart wears your collar and leash and no one else's. And it wears it GLADLY." He bent forward and licked my nose, causing me to giggle. "I swore to you I would never leave you, and I am a Shep of my word. I don't want to hear that from you ever again."

I buried my face into the hollow of his neck, breathing deeply, getting intoxicated by the scent of my lover. "I'm sorry Master, I should have trusted you. It's just that I have always been alone until now, and after being with you, I don't think I could ever survive alone again."

"Don't worry, you won't have to. I will always be there for you."

He ran his fingers sensuously through my long black hair as we hugged each other. With my irrational fears calmed I was able to concentrate on the sensation of my Master's fingers running through my hair. I couldn't suppress a moan as I started to stiffen. He brought his muzzle up to my ear and started nibbling on my earlobe. No one had ever done that to me before and it was like the nerves went straight from my earlobe to my member which stiffened rock hard almost immediately. I pushed my hips forward until my erection was against my Master's washboard abs.

"You liked that, huh?" he said around his teeth, directly into my ear. I could just gasp in reply. He continued to nibble down my neck, I leaned back exposing my neck to those potentially deadly jaws. He sucked a small circle of my skin into his mouth, and continued to suck on it for about 30 seconds. While it was somewhat painful it was incredibly erotic also. I knew my Master was marking me as his, I would wear the mark proudly.

He continued to lick and nibble his way down to my nipples. He took my right one into his muzzle and ran his tongue around it, it was like a jolt of electricity went through me. I involuntarily thrust against his abs, causing my member to slide slightly out of my foreskin and unleash a volley of precum onto his sexy belly bumps. He took my left one in his right paw and rubbed it in circles. I was on sensory overload, just vaguely aware of my surroundings now. It was almost like I was in the beginning phase of the effects, even before I was actually exposed to them.

My Master cradled my back and gently adjusted our position until I was on my back underneath him on the cushioned bench. He continued working his way down, pausing at my little inny bellybutton to swirl his big Shep tongue around it before working down my treasure trail. He slid his body down until that big Shep head was directly above my groin. He gripped the base of my cock and then snaked his tongue down inside my foreskin, making laps around the head inside my man sheath. He then wrapped it the whole way around the making another gusher of pre explode from it, which my Master so adroitly captured without missing a drop. He then dropped down further and put my knees over his shoulders as he dove for my nether hole. He raced around my track and had me moaning almost violently. I pulled my legs up even further and shamelessly begged my Master to take me.

"Please Master, don't make me wait any longer!"

"Oh, I think you need punished for doubting my love for you!" My Master said with an evil under tone on his voice. He teased all around my hole, every now and then taking a quick stab at it with his thick tongue. I thought I was going to cum several times from the incredible feelings my Masters tongue was producing, but he expertly backed off each time I was on the edge. My balls were actually beginning to hurt, so desperate were they to spill their load. I reached down to stroke myself. He playfully slapped my hand away.

"Bad pets don't get to pleasure themselves while they are being punished!'

My Master continued to tease me for another few minutes, then he finally grabbed that massive muscle of love in his right hand, peeled back his sheath and guided it to my well lubed boy hole. He hilted me in one thrust, as "punishment" for my lack of trust in him. I howled in pain but upon hilting me he released a volley of precum that immediately sent me on an effects high. I was so addicted and sensitive to my Master's effects now that just the thought of it could give me a flashback, but when I received a massive jolt like I had just received, the reaction was swift and total. My submission was immediate and complete. My Master wasted no time, he hammered away with the power and ferocity of a feral German Shepherd, intent on marking me as his personal property. Each vicious jab of his huge cock jostled my prostate, and within seconds I came WITHOUT touching myself. But with my Master continuously shooting precum like a feral dog, there was no way my erection was going to subside. I just plateaued a little when I had my orgasm and then continued to climb unexplored peaks of passion! Through my stupor I looked up to see my Master, his eyes glazed over in lust and totally out of control of himself. He wasn't punishing me, he was demonstrating to me how passionate his love for me was, marking me as his so I would have no doubt that I was his life mate. He started to growl like a feral and brought his powerful jaws down to my throat. I leaned my head back, exposing my throat and submitting to him completely. His jaws clamped down on my throat in mating bite and he drove his massive cock deep into me. He was down to the short sharp thrusts that would seat his knot deep in me as he tied us. I could feel the blood starting to drip from where his long canines had slightly broken the skin, but all that did was cause me to tilt my head back further to demonstrate my complete submission to my Master. That was the last thing I remembered with any clarity because at that point he exploded deep in me. I was already at the edge of consciousness from the effects, but when he came in me it was enough to completely short circuit my mind. I started to cum violently and then I blacked out completely.

When I started to come to consciousness, we were on our way back to the marina, we would be heading home. As fun as the fishing had been I was excited to be going home. Even though my Master was with me, I was already starting to miss my new family. I was slowly coming down from "the effects", and still in a state of almost total bliss as I rested in my Master's strong but oh so tender embrace.

"Well David, I'm sorry the fishing is over, but I need to get back to take care of a few things."

"Well, I'm not sorry." I said in my semi-coherent befuddled state.

"I thought you enjoyed the fishing!" my Master replied with hurt in his voice.

That snapped me back into reality somewhat. "Of course I loved the fishing, and even more I enjoyed being with my Master. But what I meant is that I am excited about going home, this is the first time I've ever had a family and I miss them too." I said and buried my face into that massive furry chest. I could feel his huge pectoral ripple under my head as he brought his right arm around my neck to hold me tight to him, his bulging bicep cradling the side of my head.

"David, I'm sorry that I reacted that way. You're the only being I am ever insecure around, I want so much to live up to the trust you put in me. It drives me crazy when I think I've failed you." He said softly into my ear.

"Master, it is not possible for you to fail me. I know everything you do, you do out of your love for me. Any time I am with you I feel a contentment that I never had before in my life." As I calmed down and my adrenaline rush abated the "effects" began to kick back in and I fell back into that blissful state.

When I finally came back around we were already back in the limo on our way back home.

"So you're finally awake Sleeping Beauty." My Master said as I finally opened my eyes.

I smiled groggily. "Yes Master, but I don't think your 'punishment' is going to deter me from being a bad pet!" I said with a giggle.

He put his arm around my neck and gave me a quick Dutch rub. "You impertinent ungrateful little feral." he said in mock seriousness trying to keep the laughter out of his voice. Then he hugged me close to him. "David, I love you so much." He didn't say anything else, but then nothing else really needed to be said.

We arrived home and my brothers charged out the door at the first sight of the Limo. To my surprise they ignored their father, screamed "David" in unison and tackled me. In my surprise they were able to pin me down and lick my face with "doggy" kisses. My Master was laughing uncontrollably as I tried to escape the onslaught!

They finally calmed down enough that they had stopped licking my face when my Master said; "Well don't I get any kisses? I mean I'm 'only' your father." They got up from me, screamed "Daddy" and gang tackled their father, who let them bring him down and do the whole face licking thing all over again. When they finally let my Master up, we all walked toward the house. Mom was at the door to meet us. She gave my Master a big hug and kiss, then she came over and gave me a warm motherly hug and a kiss on the forehead. "Welcome home David, we all missed you."

We all went into the living room. My master sat on the couch and talked to mom about what had happened while he was gone. The boys and I lay on the carpet watching television and my sister sat in a recliner. She seemed a little shy of me. I still had trouble following television. I had never seen it before I came home with my Master and it was just so fast paced and the Sheps were so different from our little tribe that I was always a step behind the action. But just being with my family made it worth while. But my Master could see I was having trouble keeping up with it and he said, "Arnold, why don't you and your brothers get you bikes and take David on a tour of the grounds before dinner?"

"OK Daddy, let 's go pups!"

"But Master, I don't have a bike!" I looked at him imploringly.

"Of course you have a bike, you can't get around with the boys without one. They ride them everywhere. Mom had one delivered while we were gone."

I guess it was going to have to come out; "But Master, I've never ridden a bike, I don't know how!" I turned a bright red in embarrassment, hanging my head.

"I hadn't counted on that," my Master said thoughtfully. "Arnold do you want to teach David how to ride a bike?"

"Sure I'd love to, Daddy! Come on David I'll show you how!" He said with his boundless enthusiasm for life that I was beginning to find was his trademark.

We stopped at the bike rack in the garage and waiting there were two new bikes that were much larger than the others. Arnold pointed to them, "the one with the skinny tires is your racing bike, for when we go on long rides on the road. Mom and Dad usually come on those. The one with the fat knobby tires is your mountain bike. That is what we usually ride when we are riding the grounds or out with our friends, just in case we want to ride off road."

They each grabbed their bikes and I grabbed my mountain bike. Arnold demonstrated how to ride. Then I tried it with him standing beside me and steadying the bike as I pedaled shakily. I fell a couple of times, but Arnold continued to help me. Grimald and Drogo gave words of encouragement. There was already a hierarchy in this little pack and Arnold was the unquestioned leader. I guess I would have to wait to find out where I would end up. But it was already obvious that I would not supplant Arnold as the leader. Hell, I would already follow him through fire just like his dad, his presence was just so powerful.

I was able to stay up pretty well by the time my Master sent a a young servant to tell us dinner was ready.

"Master Woden sent me to tell the young Masters that dinner will be ready in a few minutes." He said to the pups, but mainly to Arnold. He completely ignored me other than the one quick look of utter contempt and hatred that no one else saw. I barely saw it myself before he masked it.

"Thank You Gofer, tell Daddy we will be there as soon as we get the bikes put away."

"Yes Master Arnold." he said with a smile and a deep bow. As he turned I saw him smirk at me as he ran off to give my Master the message.

"Arnold, why is he named after a rodent?" I asked.

"What?"

"You called him Gopher, you know, like the rodent."

Arnold chuckled and said, "No not Gopher, Gofer, his job is the boy that goes for stuff."

"Oh, what's his name then?" I asked.

"Like I said Gofer. He's a domesticated human, we don't give them names. We just call them by their title. They are dull and unambitious, almost like cattle."

"But you call me by my name."

"Yeah, but you're our brother, not a servant."

"But I'm a human, just like he is." I retorted.

"Yes you are a human, a real human! Not one of the dumbed down excuses for a human that the collective produced. They bred the human spirit out of them. Why do you think Daddy loves you so much. Why do you think we love you so much. You have more spirit and zest for life than some of us Sheps do! You're one of us, don't ever compare yourself to one of them, there is no comparison!"

Arnold made it clear that there was no arguing this fact, and that the subject was closed. But despite what he said Gofer looked dangerous to me, he wasn't the easy going compliant domestic they thought him to be, I was sure of that!

Dinner was ready when we got to the house and got washed up. It was a wonderful meal of fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, corn on the cob and rolls fresh from the oven. I tried to control how much I ate so I wouldn't look like a pig, but Mom kept piling more on my plate. But it was delicious so I wasn't about to argue.

After a dinner of apple dumplings with ice cream, my Master said he had to head downstairs to the office to work with the second in command or Number Two as he called him for short. I tried hard two suppress a giggle, we always called taking a shit a number two. So my Master, left and the rest of us headed into the living room to relax over some TV. I was laying on the floor with the boys while Mom was sitting on the couch and Brunhild was sitting in her favorite chair.

"David, why don't you come up here and sit by me?" Mom asked.

"Sure Mom." I got up and sat next to her. She pulled me close in a very motherly hug and just held me. Boy that was something I realized that I really missed. It brought vague memories of my mother back to me, happy memories of when I had a mother and a father. Like I did now. I hugged her tight, possessively, and an understanding passed between us. We held each other tight until the movie we were watching was over and she had to put the kids to bed.

While she put the kids to bed, my Master came back upstairs. I ran over to meet him and jumped into his arms. Those massive arms caught me easily, and my Master's face lit up in a smile. "Well it is obvious I made a much better choice than Number Two." my Master said chuckling.

"Why do you say that Master?"

"He isn't very happy with his feral.  He claims his feral is willful and resentful. He still can't trust him off of a leash even at home. I knew he shouldn't have got such a strong willed one. Number Two can be domineering to the point of being sadistic, and you aren't going to tame a strong willed feral that way. I bet if I would have captured you and tried to force you to my will, you would have behaved the same way."

I thought about it for a second and grinned. "You're right, Master. But you are smarter and kinder than him, that's why I love you and why I have surrendered to you completely." I said as I gave him a big wet kiss.

"I bragged about you quite a bit, reminding him that you have never worn a leash in your life. I told him all about our honeymoon. Talk about jealous. But I don't think he will ever understand why he isn't getting results with his feral."

"Didn't he capture Jeff?"

I don't know what his name was, he didn't let him keep it. He calls him FT which is short for 'Fuck Toy' because he claims that is all he is good for."

"I think it was Jeff, he was the son of our chief, and he was my chief rival. He is 5 years older than me. He was always kind of a bully.  He used to pick on me a lot but in the last year I surpassed him in most things that our tribe valued."

"Well if he doesn't learn to submit soon, I wouldn't want to be in his shoes, Number Two is rapidly losing his patience with him. And he is a son of a woman to cross!"

My Master proceeded to carry me into his room.  As he held me in his arms, I realized how lucky I was to have him as my master.  He was powerful, kind, considerate and he loved me more than anything in this world.  He would gladly give me ANYTHING I wanted.   And I guess if I wanted to I could take advantage of him, but the only thing I wanted was him.  I knew I was becoming hopelessly addicted to my Master, the slightest bit of his effects were now capable of completely subduing my will.  I thought about Jeff or FT as he was now called.  Even though he had bullied me in the past, I still felt sorry for him.  But it also made me appreciate my Master more, I would never take his love for granted.  

My Master laid me on our big bed and started to undress me.  I tried to do it myself, but my Master stopped me, he seemed to like undressing me.  "Just lay there and let me do it.  It's like unwrapping a present!"  my Master said gleefully, and who was I to argue.  When he was done undressing me, he straddled me with his legs around my knees and his arms straddling my shoulders, staring down intently at me.  "Sorry about the bite marks," he said a little sheepishly.

"It's OK Master, I hope it leaves a scar so everyone will know I belong to you!"

"You are hopeless!"  he said in mock exasperation, but you could hear the pride in his voice.  He dipped his head down to lick the wounds in my neck.  His tongue was soothing on my wounds, I rubbed his ears as he licked them and he rumbled happily deep in his massive chest.   I pulled him down on top of me and to his surprise I rolled him on his back and straddled him.  

"Just lie back Master, it's my turn to do the work."   He leaned back and laced his fingers behind his head allowing me to have my way with him.  I massaged those massive pectorals and he closed his eyes and let out a very satisfied sigh.  His muscles were like knotted steel and I worked to massage all the knots out of them.  I continued to work my way down until I was finished massaging his huge quadriceps, which left me in the perfect position to take care of my favorite muscle.  He was totally relaxed now, so relaxed that he was completely flaccid in his sheath.  I planned on remedying that situation.  I took his sheathed member in my right hand and peeled back the sheath just enough for the head to peak out.  I could feel him rising and a low happy growl greeted my ears as I lowered my head to orally pleasure my Master.  He continued to allow me to have free reign pleasuring him.  He was soon erect to his full, glorious, 12 thick, rock hard, inches of doghood.  He exploded with a spurt of precum which surprised me, I had to pull off, I didn't want to be overcome with my Master's powerful effects just yet.  

I caught the next spurt in my hand and used it to lube myself up as I straddled my Master.  I lowered myself on that massive column of dog flesh, and slowly worked my way down his shaft until I rested on my Master's pubic bone.  He grunted, it was taking all his willpower to keep from turning me over and hammering away at me.  I slowly raised myself until I was nearly completely off of him and then maddeningly slowly I lowered myself down again.  I could feel my Master squirm impatiently below me, he wanted to take charge in the worst way but he allowed me to continue.  I gradually picked up the pace and as I increased the speed of my ride my Master was soon spurting effects laden precum deep in me.  He was too powerful for me, my will was slowly eroding as he continued to overcome me with his potent effects.  Soon he could take it no longer, he rolled us over so he was in the driver seat and drove it in with the deep, short, powerful thrusts that ensure a good tie.  He hammered away and I could feel my Master's knot immobilize deep in my rectum and as he unleashed a explosive shot of semen deep in me, I started to orgasm and drift into the sweet oblivion that was effects..
Earth's New Masters Part 6 FT's Tale or Going To Hell In A Handbasket
Jeff, another of the feral humans captured by the Sheps on the hunt tells a very different tale than David.  He is not adapting to life as a pet nearly as well.

I don't understand how I could let things get so fucked up. I had a wonderful Master that loved me and I let my jealousy for David ruin everything.

 

It all started that fateful day when the Sheps invaded our camp. They gave us a 15 minute head start and all of us fled in panic, the only one that kept his head was David. He turned the hunters into the hunted. But the rest of us just took off running. Unfortunately I'm only 5'8" tall and built like a fireplug, so other than Steve who had been hurt in one of the senseless wars before he left the collective, I was the slowest . I'm strong as hell for a man, but compared to even the weakest shep; I am like a child, so my strength was no help. They are just magnificent physical specimens. Well they caught up to me pretty quickly and 3 or them started chasing me. The largest and fastest of the 3 tackled me. He let out a "Woot" and drove me to my knees. I was terrified, his strength was just overwhelming. He ripped off my loincloth, forced my head to the ground and held me there kneeling with my nakedness exposed to everybody. It was such a sin to be seen naked, and there I was naked in front of all those sheps. I screamed "let me go you Fucking Alien Bastard!"

 

 

  He just laughed and said; "Just relax, you're going to love what I have for you!" The rest chimed in with bawdy jokes and laughter.

 

I knew what he was going to do, and despite the fact that it was a sin, I knew I couldn't stop him. Deep inside part of me didn't want to stop him. He knelt behind me, and used his huge maleness to spread his precum all over my pucker. The rest of them were all gathered around making lewd comments and cheering him on.

 

I was afraid. He had at least 10 fat inches that he was trying to push into my pucker. I knew it was going to hurt like hell so I clenched to try to keep him out. He lined it up and applied a slow steady pressure and despite my best efforts I felt his head slowly penetrate me. The pain was tremendous, but I couldn't give in. It was a sin to have sex with a male, let alone one of these alien creatures.

 

Once the head was all the way in, he grinned and hilted me with one swift savage thrust. I shrieked like a banshee.

 

"You shouldn't resist your Master's advances, it will only cause you unnecessary pain." he said as he jackhammered in and out of my now raw red pucker.

 

  "Fuck you, you bastard, you will never be my master."

 

With this they all laughed. "It's always the same with you humans, you never accept your destiny until we fuck the pride and arrogance out of you. You will succumb like all the rest. Soon you will be on your knees begging for your Master's attention like all our other pets." By now he was thrusting in and out of me with the speed and power of his German Shepherd ancestors.

 

Something finally snapped in me and I began whimpering. "See I told you you would break, you humans are all weak willed and weak minded. Don't you see that your place in the order of things is to submit to your Masters?"

 

What shocked me is that the pain had gone and it was being replaced by a feeling of bliss and contentment. Almost like his fluids were like a drug!

 

I was hardening in response to the brutal thrusting. My master relented some and was now down to short deep strokes. I could feel his knot starting to grow, and I was shocked to find that my body couldn't resist grinding back against my Master, helping him seat that huge knotted member deep in me. He changed his angle and was soon hitting something deep inside me causing my dick to jump every time it hit it. I let out a moan of pleasure, I was not going to last long!

 

  My Master cooed in my ear as he was draped over my back, "Just let go and surrender. You're safe here in your Masters arms. For the first time in your life you have nothing to worry about."

 

I let out a loud moan and spent myself on the ground. My Master stopped moving as his big low hanging balls jumped up signaling the start of his orgasm. After about a minute he gently rolled to the left pulling me down with him and tenderly guiding me to the ground. We lay there tied together like we were spooning. My Master caressed my head and spoke softly, tenderly and lovingly in my ear. "See everything is alright. Your Master is here, he will protect you and take care of all your needs. All you have to do is idolize him and obey him."

 

"I understand now Master, I don't know how I could have been so foolish before." I felt a contentment I had never felt before in my entire life. For the first time in my life I was exactly where I belonged. My Master was locked deep in me, filling me with his seed and something else. He was holding me protectively against his powerful body. I had never been so at peace with myself. I knew he was speaking the truth, he would love me and protect me.

 

  All I had to do was look up to him. Which should be easy enough to do. He looked like one of the most powerful of the Sheps. He was strong, and handsome and extremely well endowed. I was reminded of that every time that big piece of doghood pulsed with his heartbeat deep in me and sent out gushers of seed. It was obvious that my Master was the leader or at least pretty high up in this group. And it was obvious that he loved me and wanted me. He was holding me tight to his massive chest, lovingly and possessively, gently licking my ear as he continued to mark me with his seed. I was slowly losing consciousness, even in my befuddled state I knew it had something to do with his semen, but I didn't care. The only thing in the world that mattered to me was my Master.

 

When I came back around, I was being carried back to the camp by my Master. He was so strong, but yet so gentle. He carried me as effortlessly as if i was a child. When he noticed my eyes were open he beamed down lovingly at me, and pulled me closer to him, possessively. I had never felt so wanted in my life.

 

  "So you're awake again my Beau?" My Master asked.

 

I replied groggily and still a little befuddled, "Yes Master", as I beamed up at him in adoration. The words just seemed so perfect, my Master, I was so lucky.

 

My Master carried me all the way back to camp. When we got there,several of the others were already there. I noticed that they had collars and leashes on them. My Master held me in one arm and fished in his duffel bag and grabbed out a collar, it was a very soft leather with diamonds in it and a real gold name plate on it. The name plate bore the inscription, Beau property of Loki. So my Master's name was Loki. I would never use it. Somehow I knew that it was proper for him to be addressed as Master! He buckled it around my neck, and I wore it proudly, it was much more expensive and handsome than any of the utilitarian collars the other pets were wearing. He attached an ornate leather leash with gold plated snaps.

 

"Hey everyone look here, it is obvious I got the best one in the bunch." My Master bragged about me, leading me out to show me off to the rest of the camp. I heard him mutter to himself; "Even Woden won't get the better of me this time." He pulled me into an affectionate hug. I felt a little self conscious in front of the other tribe members, I mean being with a male was the worst sin there was but after just a little hesitation I returned my Master's affection. "Don't worry Beau, in no time you will be comfortable about showing me affection in front of anybody, I love you Beau!"

 

  I hesitated, but finally said shyly; "I love you too Master."

 

 

 

 

For the next two days my Master and I grew closer. I was happier than I had ever been in my life. He was so proud of me, and he bragged about me every chance he got. He was constantly hugging me, holding me and kissing me. The other members of my tribe looked at me with envy. They were having a much harder time adjusting than I was. Even so it was a little difficult adjusting to not being in charge. I had always been a leader, my father was the Chief of our Tribe and until recently it looked like I would take over. I was just 21 years old and so I was just coming into my full strength. I was the best hunter and a natural leader. That was until David came along.

 

David was my nemesis. He was an orphan that had been adopted by the tribe. He seemed to be a natural at everything he tried. He was the best fisherman, he could track a field mouse and he could move through the woods completely silently. He was the best runner in our tribe already and he wasn't even near his full potential yet. Now that he was strong enough to draw a bow he was an even better hunter than I was. People that used to follow me and look up to me were now following David even though he was only sixteen. At first I used to use my greater strength to pick on him. But the infuriating thing was that he was still nice to me, so I couldn't even get satisfaction out of that. Besides it was making me look even worse and hurting my standing in the tribe even further. So I figured out it was better to be Beta than nothing at all. Still inside I resented him and was jealous.

 

  But now his abilities were working against him. By the time he got caught I figured that all the top sheps would have already caught their pet. He was going to be owned by some minor shep, so I was going to get the last laugh this time. There was no way he was going to get a master as good as mine.

 

My Master seemed very pleased with me, when we sat around the campfire the second night he even took my leash off and showed me he trusted me not to try to run away. He needn't have worried, I was content to sit on the ground beside him. As I buried my face in his chest fur, I could feel his strength. I fingered my beautiful new collar. I could feel the diamond studs and the engraving in the gold name plate. I thought about what it said, "Beau property of Loki". To my surprise just the thought that I belonged, body and soul, to my Master had me hardening! I couldn't wait until I could give myself to him again.

 

My Master absently ran his fingers through my hair. "Beau, I'm so proud of you. You don't even need a leash, in no time I am going to be able to trust you completely off leash."

 

  "Master, you can trust me, why would I want to go anywhere? I have the best Master in the world." I said and hugged him even closer.

 

That night as we were returning to our tent, my Master confided in me, "Beau, I know this is all new to you, but you seem to be adapting pretty quick. I think it won't be long until you overcome your religious training and realize that it is OK to want to take care of your Master."

 

"I think I am close to being there Master, but it's hard. I don't want to go to Hell."

 

"Beau, the God I know would never send anyone to Hell for loving someone. I love you Beau, hopefully you can learn to love me."

 

"I do love you Master, and I want to please you. It's just the sex I am still trying to accept."

 

"Just take your time Beau, we have a lifetime to spend together. I can be patient."

 

My Master made a detour off the path to take a leak before bed. It gave me a little time to gather my thoughts. We were standing by the tree and my Master peeled his sheath back, exposing the head of that beautiful member that, despite my religious training, I was beginning to crave. I had to hurry and whip mine out so I could take a wiz before I hardened.

 

  My Master directed his stream into mine with an uncharacteristic giggle, he was letting his guard down around me. He was totally unlike what he presented to the other sheps. The big, powerful, ruthless, dominant, no nonsense leader who commanded respect and subservience was vulnerable and playful when we were alone. I got to see a side of my Master that he showed to no one else, a soft, vulnerable, loving side that he hid from the world. I needed to learn to give up my past and surrender myself completely to my Master!

 

I wanted to try to show some initiative in bed to try to show my Master how much I loved him. It was still ingrained in my mind that sex between males was a sin and doing something as unnatural as pleasing him orally would be the worst sin of all. But despite that I wanted more than anything to please my Master. I went in the tent first and was waiting for my Master when he followed me in. I dropped to my knees in front of him and reached up and caressed his maleness.

 

"Oh Beau, you are really coming along. I know how hard it must be to overcome your conditioning." He gently put his hands on the back of my head and pulled me forward. I wanted to please my Master, but still I hesitated. "I'll still understand if this is still too soon for you Beau." Despite his trying to hide it I could hear the hurt and disappointment in his voice.

 

  "No Master, I want to please you." I said and steeled myself to take my Master's exposed head into my mouth. The texture was velvety and if it wasn't such a sin I would have really enjoyed it. Soon I had peeled his sheath all the way back and was eagerly nursing on my Master's huge cock. He unleashed a large squirt of precum that I swallowed eagerly. My resistance decreased even more, there was obviously something in the semen of the Sheps that decreased inhibition and increased pleasure.

 

I ran my hand up and down the lower part of his shaft while my mouth worked on the top half. I could feel his knot start to grow and I clamped down on it.

 

"Oh God Yessssss! That's my boy Beau! Swallow it all, here it comes! Arrgh!" My Master said as he exploded down my throat. I tried to swallow it all but my slight hesitation meant that I couldn't keep up with the copious quantities that my virile Master's massive balls were producing! Some leaked out and ran down my chin. To my surprise my Master was delicious. I could really learn to enjoy this, especially considering how much it pleased my Master. And again there was that feeling that came from my Master's semen, that peaceful, satisfied content feeling.
  "Beau, we are going to be so happy together." He said as he pulled me off his member and pulled me to my feet. He went to put his muzzle by my lips and I instinctively pulled away. My Master's smile disappeared from his handsome face. It wasn't just that he was a male or that he was a Shep, it was mainly that I had never kissed anyone before. I had no idea what to do. "Am I that hideous to you?"

 

"No Master, I think you are very handsome. I've just never kissed someone before, I not sure what to do." I said in my embarrassment.

 

My Master's face lit back up. "Well I can fix that, time for kissing lessons. Don't worry, we will take it slow. Boy I'm going to enjoy this!"

 

He brought his muzzle back toward my face, this time I didn't pull away. Our lips met and it was like electricity was passing between us. He pulled away for a second.

 

"Wow!" was all I could say breathlessly.

 

"You ain't seen nothing yet!" My Master said with a big shit-eating grin. He brought his muzzle down to my lips again and kissed me again. I felt his lips part and then I felt his big muscular tongue run against my lips seeking entry. I submissively parted my lips and allowed this tongue to invade my mouth. He immediately took possession of my tongue, pinning it and taking it captive. He then explored my mouth, all the ways to my tonsils. He finally removed his tongue and broke the kiss. I was panting now. "So, how did you like that?"

 

  My answer was to bring my lips back to his muzzle. My lips were already parted when his tongue snaked out of his muzzle and into my mouth. This time I sucked on his tongue. We continued to kiss for the next 10 minutes or so but it seemed like time stood still while I was with my Master. He untied my loin cloth and let it drop to the floor. He eased us down onto the sleeping bag while we were still tongue wrestling. He put my legs over his shoulders, then moved his muzzle down to my nether hole. Soon he was licking my hole. I had never felt anything like it, it was amazing. That thick muscular tongue felt soft and velvety on my pucker, he licked on it for a while until I was completely relaxed. Then he stabbed right in the middle and I opened up easily for my Master. He tongue fucked me for a while, then withdrew.

 

"I want you, and I want you now!" My Master growled. With his left front paw he pushed my right knee up by my ear, leaving me wide open! He peeled back his sheath with his right paw and he guided that big dick to my manhole. I was so relaxed with my master now that even though I was still tight, it slid in easily. He jostled something inside of me and I came explosively all over my chest. But I didn't soften. My master picked up the pace and soon he was rutting furiously with me.

 

  "Please Master, fuck me harder. Mark me as yours." I was finally ready to surrender completely to my Master.

 

"Oh yes, I can feel it! You are finally surrendering to me." He bit my shoulder and howled out through his teeth as he tied with me and exploded in me. I felt his semen blast into me and it seemed more powerful than ever. I felt like I've never felt before. Whatever it was in his semen was even more potent than ever before and I came again and surrendered myself to complete oblivion.

 

 

I woke in my Master's arms, he was still asleep. I decided that I was going to wake him up with a blow job to show my Master how much I wanted him. I started to wiggle my way down. Just as I was about to take him in my mouth, when someone yelled out;

 

"Woden is back!"

 

My Master was immediately awake. He jumped up and said; "The leader is back Beau, put your loincloth back on and lets go."

 

I put my loincloth on and as I was tying it my Master hooked my leash to my collar. "Beau, this is already more for show than necessity. Soon you will be able to go everywhere with me without a leash." I just beamed at him and we walked walked out of the tent.

 

 

I looked at the shep that had just come into camp alone and my jaw dropped! I had thought my master was a handsome shep, but this shep looked like a god! He was better than my Master in every way. I felt guilty as soon as I thought that. My Master had been wonderful to me and I was lusting after the leader in my mind. At least David wasn't with him, that would have made it unbearable.

 

Dagmar was harassing this leader shep.

 

"So the little feral bastard was too smart for the great Woden. For once in your life you get to see what it is like for the rest of us. What's it feel like to fail?"

 

The rest gathered around and soon all of them were razzing this Woden.

 

"He stayed just out of my sight for 2 days letting me keep close enough to keep my interest. He intentionally left lots of little clues but never got careless enough for me to see let alone catch."

 

"Serves you right, being so picky. Now you are going home with nothing and the season ends until next year." taunted Welf.

 

"I guess you guys were right. My ego got the best of me, but I really wanted that boy. I know he is not far off so I just want to say goodbye then we can go. Congratulations David you've won, I've run out of time. It's a shame I really think you would have liked it with me. Well good luck, I'll never forget you."

 

  The next thing I saw made my blood freeze in my veins, it was David running toward this Woden yelling at the top of his lungs! "Master don't leave without me!" He was crying. When he got within 5 feet of him, he launched myself at him. Woden caught him in midair and hugged him trying to calm him.

 

"It's OK David, I wasn't going to leave you. I promised you I would NEVER leave you."

 

"I know Master, but you are by far the best thing that has ever happened to me. I panicked, I was terrified that somehow I was going to lose you."

 

"It's obvious we've all been played for fools. We should have known you would find him." groaned Hartmut.

 

"You must have fucked him nonstop for the last 2 days to have that much control of the kid. Either that or you have an awful powerful effect. I'm surprised he can even walk, let alone run to you. And you left him alone in the woods with no leash. I can't believe it." chimed in Ansulm.

 

"Actually I didn't find him. I wanted him more than anything I've ever desired. I looked for him until last night like I said. I realized I needed to leave and I was no closer to finding him than I was when I started. I finally accepted that he had beaten me, I wanted to congratulate such a worthy adversary so I called out, 'Congratulations David you've won, I've run out of time. It's a shame I really think you would have liked it with me. Well good luck, I'll never forget you.' I turned to walk away and he stepped out on the path in front of me and willingly surrendered. He accepted me as his Master before I even had sex with him. I didn't have to force him, he dropped to his knees and initiated it. He actually begged for it, didn't you David."

 

  He beamed at this Woden and replied proudly; "Yes Master, and it was the best thing I've ever done."

 

Woden looked down lovingly into his eyes and replied; "I plan on making sure you never have any regrets about giving yourself to me."

 

Why did it have to be David of all the tribe to get this shep god as his Master. If it was anyone else I could have lived with it, but David beat me again! FUCK, why did he always beat me! Immediately I felt guilty, my Master had been wonderful to me and I was thinking this. I felt so dirty and unworthy of my Master's love. Any man should feel like the luckiest man in the world to have my Master and I was jealous of David having Woden. I was disgusted with myself, but my jealousy of David just wouldn't let me let it go. I was so wrapped up in myself that I hadn't noticed my Master watching me stare, drooling over this Woden. I looked up and saw the hurt in his face, he was on the verge of tears. How could I do this to him! He had been so kind to me. I HATED myself for hurting him like this.

 

  David didn't have a collar of a leash and didn't bother to cover himself. His master trusted him completely, and deep inside I realized he had earned and deserved this trust. It made me even more jealous.  He was naked in front of all the sheps and all the men of the tribe. What a fucking shameless hussy. We loaded up in modified military Hummers for the ride to the Bozeman, MT airport. These had back seats that faced each other and held eight passengers. Someone made the obligatory joke about getting a hummer in a Hummer, which caused half of them to laugh and half to groan.

 

My Master and I got into the the first Hummer along with the three other most high ranking sheps and their pets. Which of course meant David and Woden. I was in the front next to my Master facing the back seat, right across from David and Woden. As soon as we sat down David shamelessly cuddled up next to Woden and buried his head into his chest.

 

My Master said; "Affectionate little pet, isn't he?"

 

Ouch, that was like a dagger in my heart, it was obvious that my Master was jealous of this Woden having David. In a way I couldn't blame him, David had surrendered himself completely to his master. There was no hesitation or inhibition in his affection for his master. He openly worshiped this Woden, why hadn't I been able to do this for my Master. He was a good honorable shep with plenty of qualities that I should have been thankful for. But I had not been able to completely surrender like I should have, my Master deserved a pet that worshiped him too. But his open jealousy of Woden and David just made my heart harden. Me and my fucking pride.

 

  "You don't know the half of it. He's the best thing that ever happened to me, I wouldn't part with him for anything," Woden replied as he ran his fingers through David's hair.

 

Then that shameless hussy reached down and took Woden's huge member in his hand.

 

"See I told you, he can't keep his hands off of it." You could hear the pride in Woden's voice. I could feel a tremor of jealous anger run through my Master's body.

 

The other two sheps made bawdy comments as David's head moved down to Woden's piece. He peeled back the sheath from Woden's already hardening monster. The little exhibitionist was proudly putting on a show for the other Sheps, he kissed his master's growing head, then ran his tongue around the head, then took it into his mouth. He was sliding up and down that now huge member. I couldn't believe how large it was, he was large when he was soft and to top it off he was a grower not a shower. When he was erect it was at least a foot long and thick. I couldn't help myself, I was hard as a rock in my loincloth. My Master reached over and wrapped his hand around it. I knew it was eating him up inside for me to be turned on by someone other than him.

 

  David was proudly worshiping his master's cock right there in front of all of us. I couldn't believe he could take it all the way down his throat.

 

"Yesss David. Take it all." Woden moaned. David cupped his full heavy balls with his left hand and massaged them while he massaged Woden's length with his throat muscles.

 

"Damn! You were serious when you said he begged for it. You've got an excellent one there. My Master said with envy in his voice, he said it as praise not derision."

 

"Damn Straight my David is excellent, and not just because he gives a mean BJ. For some reason he's convinced that I am the greatest, the boy literally worships me." he said. He pulled David's hair out of the way so we had an unobstructed view of his cock going in and out of David's mouth.

 

"It's amazing he can take your huge dick all the way down, I'd almost forgotten how big you are hard." My Master said with awe.

 

David picked his head up, looked Woden in the eye and begged, "Please Master take me now, I can't wait any longer."

 

  Woden picked him up and helped him straddle his master face to face. David reached back and guided him in. He slowly lowered himself down, the bouncing of the Hummer on the rough road helped him work it in. He got about 3 inches of it in then jammed myself down, hilting himself on Woden all the way to his huge balls. He cried out in pain, but was soon bouncing up and down on his Master.

 

"Damn David, sometimes you surprise even me." Woden put his big hands on David's ass cheeks and spread them so everyone could have an unobstructed view of his johnson being ridden by David's nearly virgin ass. All three sheps including my Master were stroking themselves in time to David bouncing up and down on his master.

 

"Hey Woden, this kid is something else. After I get mine trained do you want to do a foursome?" My Master inquired.

 

"I'm not sharing with anyone. When he came to me I asked if he was surrendering. He replied, 'Only to you.' The least I can do is abide by the conditions of his surrender. Regardless of that I love him too much to even imagine anyone else in him. He's MINE." With that Woden pulled him down on him as he thrust up. You could see his mammoth knot swell to huge proportions in David. David came all over Woden's washboard abs, you could see his sphincter clamp down on Woden and with that Woden drove himself as deeply as possible in David to empty those huge balls as deep in David as possible. As he shot he threw his head back and howled. The primal scream of an alpha canine marking his property.

 

  I wished I was that property. I wished I could feel those big surges of semen flowing through his penis into the depths of my bowels. I imagined that it was me he was grasping tightly to his chest as he kept grinding that huge phallus as deep in me as he could.

 

He shot a HUGE load deep in David and David passed out almost immediately.

 

My Master said; "Man Woden, you really did a number on the kid. Although with your dominance and those huge balls you've got I guess there is no way he couldn't be feeling the effects."

 

"I lost control. I love David, when you suggested I share him my primal need to mark him as mine overrode everything else. I shot quite a bit in him, but I backed off some when I regained my composure. It might be for the best. At least he will be relaxed for the plane ride."

 

"You're right, Woden, the kid worships you." My Master said the envy in his voice was palpable.

 

"I know. I'm not sure I deserve it but it sure strokes the ego. For better or worse I'm his hero and I'm going to do my best to live up to it."

 

  Hearing My Master's jealousy over David was unbearable and I finally broke down and cried.
Earth's New Masters Part 7 Downward Spiral
Beau and Loki arrive at Loki's house and meet his wife and their litter of 4 adorable boy pups. But neither Beau or Loki can swallow their pride or jealousy, and that's when things go terribly wrong. While David and Woden are the perfect example of how wonderful a Shep/Human relationship can be Beau and Loki show that it isn't always beer and skittles.

This is Part of my Earth's New Masters series.  Since I didn't understand how to post it as one story with many chapters when I first posted it I will continue to post each chapter as a story.  If you haven't read the first 6 chapters please read them first or this will make no sense.  The first one is The Hunt Is On and it can be found at http://www.furrag.com/viewstory.php?sid=785

Anthro German Shepherd, Human, Anal, Plot Development, Character Development, Master/Pet, M/M, domination, submission, pups, addiction, pride, jealousy,

 

Author's note

I am basing this Authors note from the comments I received on SoFurry (where this story is currently posted up to Chapter 26 https://www.sofurry.com/browse/folder/stories?by=44028&folder=10690).  I am assuming that many of the readers here have the same questions/issues with the story.

A fair number of the readers are looking at the Sheps as villains in this story. Please read this before you make up your mind.

There seems to be quite a bit of confusion about the state of mankind before the Sheps invaded. Mankind was in the middle of an ongoing self inflicted apocalypse. If you read The Hunt Is On, mankind had embraced world wide collectivism/communism, known unimaginatively as the Collective. It was run by a small group of Illuminati. As was typical of all collectives, anyone that didn't believe in the collective was sent to a "reeducation camp" (aka concentration camp) to have their mind made right. If they couldn't be "reeducated" they were eliminated. This is consistent with all forms of progressivism/collectivism. (Mao killed 49-78,000,000, Jozef Stalin 23,000,000, Adolf Hitler 12,000,000, Pol Pot 1,700,000 and Kim Il Sung 1,600,000 being the most egregious examples). When the Weather Underground was trying to foment a communist revolution in the US, William Ayers felt that they would have to eliminate about 25 million Americans to keep from having a counterrevolution. (http://pajamasmedia.com/blog/eyewitness-to-the-ayers-revolution/ )

  Between the reeducation camps, war and world wide famine caused by world wide collectivism, 90% of Earths population perished. Nearly all of the best and brightest that questioned the collective perished, leaving only the lazy and stupid to reproduce. The collective controlled every aspect of life, from what you had to eat, to how often and who you could have sex with. They determined what your job would be, where you worked, where you could travel, even what time you had to go to bed. To further discourage individualism they did away with names and replaced them with numbers.

Small numbers of humans saw this coming and managed to set up survivalist communities, these are the feral humans in the story. They are human beings as you and I know them, people with ambitions, hopes and dreams and a strong sense of the individual, none of which the domesticated humans were capable of.

This is the situation the Sheps found when they came to liberate humanity from the Collective. The people had become sheeple, and were no longer genetically capable of taking care of themselves independently. They were given as much autonomy as they could handle, which wasn't much. They still didn't have names but had titles instead of numbers, which was stressful enough for them at first. The domesticated humans at this time have no desire to revolt, their lot is infinitely better than it was when they were part of the collective. They look at the Sheps as liberators from the soul crushing oppression of the collective. A new character will eventually be introduced, an old man who was alive before the collective and lived through it, that will be able to tell the story of the days of the collective. While the Sheps have treated these people compassionately, they have nothing but contempt for them for what they let humanity descend to.

  Remember the Sheps are half Human, and have a great affinity for humans. They originally came back to liberate people from the death grip of the World Wide Collective and to teach them the power of the individual and a free society. The Sheps at first felt that they could only be caretakers to what was left of mankind, at least that was what they felt until the discovered the "ferals". The ferals are the only possible avenue for redemption of mankind. They just haven't figured out how to handle the ferals. True humanity has been bred out of the domesticated humans, genetically most of them are pretty much incapable of ever being self sufficient again. The Illuminati were executed for crimes against humanity. The Sheps would never have been able to use them as breeding stock to reestablish an independent human population because they were pure evil and power hungry.

So give the Sheps a chance, before you condemn them. Woden is very wise, I think he will do the right thing.

Earth's New Masters Part 7 Downward Spiral

  I knew deep in my heart that it was my fault that my master was jealous. David adored his master; he gave himself eagerly and held nothing back. Every time my Master had wanted me I had always flinched or held back at first. Part of my problem was my religious upbringing, but David had been raised the same way I had and he was not only able to submit completely to his master's advances, he was able to be the aggressor in their love making.

Why couldn't I just give myself completely to my Master? Deep inside I knew that was what I wanted. But I was a man and real men didn't take it up the ass from anybody. Why did I let my fucking pride keep me from being able to submit to my Master? His love was the most wonderful thing I had ever experienced. Not the sex, although that was pretty damn good, but how much he loved me, how he gave me his love totally and without reservation. How he would let his guard down completely when we were alone and let me see the Loki that he kept hidden from the world, the wonderful, soft, caring and loving being that was known only to me. How he let himself be vulnerable, how he trusted me. And I was so fucking unworthy and undeserving of a master like this.

  We got on a big jet and flew back to Washington DC to my Master's home. I had never been on a flying machine of any sort before, so it should have been exciting, but the tension between my Master and I was palpable. I sat beside him and neither of us spoke the whole trip. Why couldn't I swallow my pride and apologize. I should have been on my knees, begging my Master to forgive his unworthy, ungrateful feral. It would have solved everything, I knew he still loved me and wanted us to get back to the way things were. But every time I looked at him, all I could see in my mind was his jealousy over Woden having David, and my stupid fucking pride would stop me. All of the hunting party and their pets were in this main section of the jet except David and Woden. It seems they had a private room.

When we got to the airport, we all walked down the steps to the tarmac. Well all of us did except David, the fucking little slut was so high on his master's semen that he couldn't even walk. Woden had to carry him to their limo. He beamed down lovingly at him the whole time. On the other hand my Master had a firm grip on my leash as he led me toward one of the waiting cars. Woden put David in the back seat of the limo and asked my Master, "Number 2, we've got plenty of room, do you want a ride home with us?

  "No thanks, I don't think my feral is ready to socialize yet." he replied icily. Even though I deserved it, his rebuke was stinging.

He's your pet, so you can do what you want, but if I were you I would lighten up on him a bit Loki."

Even though his face was covered with fur, you could see my Master redden, "I appreciate your concern, but like you said he is my feral and I will train him as I see fit." It was the first time I saw my Master treat the Alpha with anything less than total respect. He gave a little tug on my leash to remind me who the master was, and directed me into the back seat of a smaller car waiting beside the plane. He gave the driver directions on where to go and we were on our way.

"I have a wife and four 5 and a half month old boys, Fenrir, Adelwolf, Baldwin and Odo at home, can I at least count on you to be civil to them?" My Master asked with contempt.

Instead of being contrite and diffusing the situation I met his contempt with anger. "I don't know if you can count on anything, I mean I'm just a fucking untamed feral." It was a stupid move on my part, but I let my anger get the better of me.

  We turned in at a sign that said United States Naval Observatory. We pulled up in front of a nice white brick house and my Master led me out of the car with my leash tight. He literally had me on a short leash.

Four miniature Sheps came charging out of the house, adorable little boy pups. "Daddy!" They screamed as they cane running up.

"Stay back pups, this is the new feral and he isn't tame yet." My Master called out. Ouch, that hurt and I had no one to blame but myself. I wanted to hug and play with my Master's pups, but my Master didn't trust me. Even worse I could see a hint of fear, uncertainty and distrust in their eyes. "When I get him settled in his room I will be back to greet you properly."

We went into the house and I got my first glimpse of a female Shep. My Master's wife was beautiful.

"Welcome home Loki, I take it this is Beau, the feral that you've been bragging to me about on the phone." She said as she came over to hug us.

"Stay back hon, I'm not sure I can trust him around the family yet."

  "But you kept bragging about how wonderful and tame he was on the phone."

"That's what I thought until this morning, now I'm not sure what I have. I thought he was starting to love me as much as I did him, but I guess I was wrong." He looked at me with an almost pleading look on his handsome face, or was that just wishful thinking on my part? Part of me wanted to scream out 'I do love you Master', but the prideful part won out and held me in check. "I'm going to get him settled in his room, then I will greet you and the kids properly."

He led me to a beautiful room; it had a sign on the door that said "Welcome Home Beau". Inside was all kinds of stuff I didn't recognize. "Well Beau, this is your room. I didn't think you would be spending much time in it, but until you are tame and accept the fact thatI am your master, you are going to have to stay here any time I can't be with you." He removed my leash and I saw him hang it on a peg outside my door on the way out.
So here I was alone in my room instead of being with my Master and his family. The pups looked adorable and his wife was beautiful, and my fucking pride was keeping me from being able to be with them. I looked around my room, but I didn't know what anything was or how to use it. I just sat in a chair in the corner; I was worried I would break something. It seemed like forever (but it was probably only a couple of hours) before my Master came back. Being away from him, even with this gulf between us was hard.

 
He showed me what the bed was (we slept on skins over piled up leaves), and what he called the dresser thathad all my clothes in it. He picked up a small box with buttons on it and a flat object on the wall literally came to life. There were Sheps in it and they were talking and moving around. It looked like a window, but when I went over to it there was nothing behind it.

My Master chuckled, "I keep forgetting how primitive you ferals are. It's television. It's just images of things."

There was nothing malicious about how he said it, but I bristled at the thought of how unsophisticated it made me look. "Yeah, we ferals are pretty stupid."

"Beau, quit with the attitude. I said you are primitive not stupid, and I understand why. I know you are anything but stupid. Headstrong and ungrateful, yes. Stupid, not so much." He said with an exasperated smile. "Come here and let me show you how to work the remote control." He put an arm around my shoulder, caressing it and proceeded to patiently explain the "remote control". Damn I missed his arms around me, but I was still bristling about the primitive comment, so I held myself rigid and aloof, instead of melting into his arms like I wanted to deep inside. I was so distracted, I desperately longed for his touch, and stupidly I did everything I could to pretend I didn't. Yeah I was plenty stupid, my Master was trying to reconcile, and I was thumbing my nose at him. He finally ran out of things to show me on the remote, and with a disappointed and hurt look on his face, he pulled his arm from my shoulder with a sad little sigh.

  I realized that I had to take a piss and now that I thought of it a dump too, I hadn't gone since we left camp this morning. I had been too nervous to eat or drink and also too nervous to realize I needed to go. But now I needed to go bad. "Master, can I please go outside." I asked, a little desperation in my voice.

"What's wrong Beau, why do you need to go outside?"

"I have to pee and take a dump, Master."

My Master smiled. "I'm sorry Beau but I keep forgetting you've never been exposed to this stuff before. We don't go outside to relieve ourselves." He opened a door at the side of the room and led me in. He pointed to a stone chair on the floor. "That's where we relieve ourselves." He lifted the lid on the "toilet", I could see it was hollow and had water in it. He untied my loincloth and removed it crinkling his nose. "You won't be needing this anymore." Then he sat me on the chair and told me what I had to do. He went to wait outside and said, "Call me when you are done."

I did my business, but I was unsure of how to clean up. I mean there were no leaves in here. "I'm done, Master."

  "OK, use some of that to clean up with." He pointed to a roll of white stuff with a thin layer of it hanging down. He showed me how to pull off some off and fold it up. "OK, now wipe your ass with it." I did as he instructed and dropped it in the bowl. I stood up and my Master pointed to a handle on the back of the toilet. "Push that down."

I pushed the handle down and jumped back startled. Water rushed into the bowl, and it started to fill up. I was worried that it was going to overflow, so I took a step back. All of a sudden the level started to go down and the water turned into a vortex and then all the water wooshed out the bottom, carrying out all my mess. Then the bowl filled back up. My Master tried unsuccessfully to suppress a chuckle, and I turned red again. "I'm glad you find me so amusing." For the first time ever, I omitted adding Master to the end of my sentence, and I did it intentionally, glaring at him to drive home the point.

"Beau, whether you like me or not, you will treat me with respect. You will address me as Master or Sir." My Master said, his voice quavering with hurt and anger. "And yes I do find it amusing. I meant nothing condescending by it. There is no way that you could possibly know about this stuff, it is all new. I was hoping we could have fun while you learned to fit into the modern world. But you seem hellbent on taking offense when none is meant."

  I thought about it and realized that he was right, if things were still good between us, I probably would have laughed just as hard as he had. But I was just on edge and right now just about anything was making me snap. I owed my Master an apology. "I'm sorry Master; I had no right to be angry or disrespectful. Please accept my apology, Master."

He raised his hand, I cringed and hid my face in my hands, waiting for the blow to fall. When nothing happened in about 5 seconds I slowly looked up. My Master was sadly shaking his head. He put his arms around me and hugged me. "Beau, what have I ever done to make you think I would beat you?" I didn't respond, I didn't know what to say. He just held me for a moment and then said, "Let's get you showered up and get some dinner."

He removed my collar and hung it on a peg on the back of the door. He walked me over to a stall at the far end of the room with my head still buried in his chest. Something in his musky odor was soothing, and then arousing. I realized that I had not been "with" him since last night, and I was longing to have him in me again. I tried to fight my arousal, real men didn't take it up the ass, but it was no use I was soon hard as a rock with nothing to hide it with. It wasn't that I wanted sex with my Master, I needed it. BAD!

  "Well it looks like you are already addicted, you're still not responding to me emotionally, but your body is craving more effects." He reached in and turned a knob in the stall and water came out of a nozzle about 7 feet from the floor. My Master reached in and checked the water. "Still not hot enough." He said as he adjusted the knob with his other hand still checking the water. "That should be just about right. I'm going to assume you've never had a shower before, and probably never used soap or shampoo."

He led me under the water, I was nervous at first but it felt so good. He grabbed the nozzle and removed it from the wall. It was attached to the wall by a flexible reed. Using the nozzle he rinsed me down with the hot water. As I did he grabbed a container and squeezed some gel out of it. "Relax, lean your head back and close your eyes." He said and started working the gel into my hair. He massaged my hair and scalp for a while. It felt so good, relaxing yet arousing at the same time. He finally stopped and asked me to keep my eyes closed while he rinsed my hair. He added some more gel that he called "shampoo", and massaged it in again. The hot water was making whatever was in his odor even more intense and I was even harder than before if that was possible. My Master rinsed my hair and then took a "washcloth" a rubbed some "soap on it and lathered me up all over my body. He paid special attention to my member and butt. He retracted my foreskin and gently ran the washcloth over it. He rinsed me off and while he was rinsing off my member, he retracted it several times in a row while rinsing it off and I shot off almost instantly. I couldn't see his face but I heard my Master chuckle behind But I still wasn't satisfied, I needed my Master's semen.

  "OK Beau, why don't you shampoo me?"

"OK Master." My Master was about 6'6" tall so he towered over me. He had about 250 lbs nicely distributed on that chiseled muscular frame. I got some of the shampoo and got behind him to start on his head.

"Wait a second Beau," he dropped to his knees, "that should make it easier for you."

I leaned forward, which nestled my manhood between his furry shoulder blades. I started working the shampoo into his head fur. With his eyes closed I was able to look at his face without being intimidated. My Master's face was ruggedly handsome. He was here on his knees, eyes closed, trustfully letting a resentful untamed feral wash him in this vulnerable position. But also from this position, the steam was intensifying whatever was in his odor that had me swooning. I don't know what was coming over me but I was getting desperate for my Master to take me. I rinsed the shampoo from my Master's face and shoulders. He stood up and I shampooed his back. When I got to his tail he instinctively clamped it down. He looked at me sheepishly and then he relaxed and let me wash his tailhole. After I rinsed off his back, he turned around and faced me. His ten inches was bulging out of its sheath and he was leaking precum like a faucet. I shampooed his chest, and then worked my way down. When I got to his waist I dropped to my knees and did his legs, saving the best for last. Finally I put more shampoo on my hands and lathered up his groin area.

  After I rinsed it off, I looked up at my Master and begged ina pleading whisper, "Please Master, I need it." My need to have my Master was becoming painful, I would worry about being a real man later.

He looked down with a sad little smile and said, "I know you do, you are already becoming addicted."

I didn't know what he meant, but I didn't care. My need was becoming all encompassing. I retracted my Masters sheath, exposing that beautiful piece of Shep maleness. I brought my mouth up and caressed the head with my tongue. He released a volley of precum and it almost took me over the edge. But both of us were at hair trigger status, I could feel my Masters knot starting to form as I fondled his big full scrotum. I needed it NOW so I gripped the base of his knot and he exploded into my mouth. He put his paws on the back of my head and pulled my head forward until my nose was right up against this washboard abs, and shot his load directly down my throat. After about 6 to 8 big spurts, he pulled out of my mouth. "Let go of the knot Beau. That should be enough to take the edge off for dinner; I didn't release much effects into you." I had no idea of what he was talking about.

  My Master helped me up and guided me out of the shower. We dried off with "towels". My Master grabbed my collar off of the peg, and then walked us over to the dresser. He pulled some white "briefs" out of the top drawer and showed me how to put them on. They were soft against my skin, much softer than my loincloth had been. I was then given a pair of "shorts", "polo shirt", "socks" and "athletic shoes" and shown how to put them on properly. After everything else was on, my Master put my beautiful collar on me. The collar that I had been so proud of, until I found out that David didn't have to wear one.

He showed me my reflection in the big "mirror" on the dresser. I had seen my reflection in water before, but never this clear. My long red hair and beard had never been this clean and shiny before. My Master got behind me and combed out my hair. The fine toothed comb caught on something on my scalp. My Master reached up and removed a blood engorged tick from my scalp. "Beau, I am going to have to take you to the groomer tomorrow. We need to cut your hair short and shave off your beard, at least until we are sure you don't have any more parasites."

  I didn't want my hair short and I had waited for years for my beard to come in so I could look like a man. I finally looked like a real man and he was going to emasculate me. He was going to make me look like a fucking domesticated human. I resented my Master making this decision for me, but I bit my tongue. I was doing a slow burn when my Master put my leash on and led me down to the dining room for dinner. He sat me down on his left side at the head of the table and his wife was on the other end of the table. Two of the boys were on each side of the table, and they were staring at me warily. The servants had already brought the food out to the table. There were all kinds of food I had never seen before and lots of things on the table that were completely foreign to me.  

"Here Beau," my Master said grabbing my plate, "let me fix you a plate. I doubt you've ever had any of this stuff before." He told me what the food was as he was putting it on my plate. "This is Prime Rib, some mashed potatoes and gravy, corn on the cob and some dinner rolls." he then fixed his own plate as everyone else was passing the food around and filling their plates. I was pretty hungry but I wasn't going to be the first one to start eating. Some of this stuff looked really messy to eat, I didn't even know how to begin. After the plates were filled, my Master said the blessing over the food and everyone started eating. But they weren't eating with their hands, they were using metal eating tools. I stared at them trying to figure out which ones to use and how to use them.

  "Go ahead and dig in." My Master told me.

I turned bright red and whispered, "I don't know how to use the eating tools."

"Great, not only are we stuck with a feral, he's a retarded feral." Fenrir, the largest of my Master's sons spat with contempt.

"That will be enough of that, Fenrir. Beau is not retarded, they just didn't have silverware in the wild where he lived."

"Well why did you have to go ruin things by bringing home a useless feral."

"I told you that is enough! Since you can't be civil at the table go to your room. I'll have Butler bring you some dinner in there."

Fenrir got up in a huff and stormed out to his room. This was great, I got uprooted from my home to be ridiculed and hated. It took everything I had to keep from crying, but I was not going to let my Master see how weak I was. Real men don't cry.

"It's OK Beau, it's not your fault. Let me show you how to use them." We had knives but the forks and spoons were new to me. By the end of the meal I at least knew how to use them. The food was delicious, I should have commented on how good it was and thanked my Master for providing me with a wonderful dinner, but I was still so overwhelmed that I didn't think to do it. I should have shown my appreciation, it really did make me appear to be an ungrateful feral.

  "Let's go into the living room and watch some TV, I will have Butler bring our desert in there later."

We went in the room and my Master lay down on the "couch" and pulled me on top of him. His odor was starting to get to me again, I was getting aroused, even through my shorts my Master could feel me harden on top of him. "Good, I guess I didn't overdo it on the effects." he said as he felt my erection press against his body. "I think you will be more than ready for me when we go to bed." We were laying with my head on my Masters chest, our dicks together, his massive member dwarfing mine even in it's flaccid state. He ran his paws sensuously up and down my back. It felt so good, I couldn't suppress a moan. I couldn't give a damn about this "desert" that the butler was bringing, I needed my Master in me, NOW.

"Please Master!" I begged as I started to shiver uncontrollably, even though it was warm in the house. My muscles were starting to ache and I was getting nauseous.

"Easy Beau. I understand. You have all the symptoms of addiction, agitation, anxiety, tremors. Are your muscles aching and are you nauseous?"

  "Yes Master, Please Master I NEED you." It was rapidly getting worse, and whatever was in his odor was exacerbating it.

"Hon, Beau and I are going to turn in." My Master said to his wife.

"But Daddy!" interrupted one of the pups, "You just got back from the hunt and we've hardly got to see you."

"I'm sorry Odo, but Beau needs me right now."

"Why did we have to get a stupid feral anyway. I hate him."

"Odo, that's enough! You need to give him a chance."

Odo pouted as my Master carried me out of the living room and up to his room. He sat me on the bed, but I couldn't take it anymore. I fell to my knees in front of him. My urgency was so great that I didn't even ask permission, I just took the tip in my mouth and ran my tongue into his sheath and ran it around his head. My Master started to harden and the head poked it's way out of his sheath. I took him into my mouth and started to bob up and down on that big piece of Shep meat. My Master ran his paw through my hair while I worked him over, I was desperate to at least milk some pre out of him.

  "Oh yes that's a good boy, Beau." he moaned and the first squirt came out. I needed it so bad. It took took the edge off me but I needed so much more.

"Master, I NEED you. PLEASE!

"I know Beau, I'm sorry." My Master stood me up and undressed me. Then he picked me up and lay me on my back on the bed. I pulled me knees up to my chest and my Master went to work prepping me with that big Shep tongue. He started to lick all around my hole, but I couldn't wait for a love making session. I needed his semen in me and I needed it now.

"Master, PLEASE put it in me, I can't take it any more." I cried out. And with that he positioned himself, put my knees over his shoulders and guided that huge Shep cock to my pucker. He slowly put pressure on it and I opened up for my Master. Soon he was sliding in until he bottomed out.

"Oh Beau, you're so tight." He said as he waited for me to get used to his size.

"Please Master, fuck me hard I can't take it any longer. I NEED you."

"I'm sorry Beau." Was all he said before he pulled nearly all the way out and then slowly pushed in until he bottomed out. After about 4 or 5 thrusts he released a large volley of precum and that was enough to make me cum for the first time. He slowly picked up the pace until his hips were a blur and his balls were slapping against me. But I needed more than precum at this point, I needed whatever was in my Masters semen that would stop the unbearable cravings that I couldn't control. "Yes Beau, it's time!" He said as he hammered away with the short DEEP strokes that would lock my Master's knot deep in me. I felt him growing and stretching me as he became immobilized. He looked me straight in the eyes and cried out, "YESSSS!!!! Your MINE now!!! I felt his balls jump up and he began to unload those massive balls deep in me. It was only a matter of seconds before the terrible craving inside of me was being quenched by the massive quantities of my Master's semen. He gripped me in a bear hug as he ground his massive member as deep in me as he could and marked me with his potent seed. His urgency and desire reminded me and reinforced how wonderful things could be if I would just submit to my Master. If I would just let him take charge of my life. I was rapidly succumbing to my Master's semen, it such bliss, a reward for being a good pet and giving myself to my Master.  My Masters urgency was soon sated and he rolled on his back bringing me to rest on top of him, as he continued to spurt intermittently into me. Soon I was in that semen induced stupor, I could feel that massive heart beating in my Master's chest and I could hear the sweet nothings he was whispering into my ear. I soon fell into a contented sleep.
Earth's New Masters Part 8 Chasing My Tail
Beau is still trying to come to grips with being a pet/sub. When he is caught up in the moment he really likes it. But after he gets a chance to think about it his past training makes him regret it. It is a constant internal battle, but is it one he can ever win?

This is Part of my Earth's New Masters series. Since I didn't understand how to post it as one story with many chapters when I first posted it I will continue to post each chapter as a story. If you haven't read the first 7 chapters please read them first or this will make no sense. The first one is The Hunt Is On and it can be found at http://www.furrag.com/viewstory.php?sid=785

 

Anthro German Shepherd, Human, Anal, Plot Development, Character Development, Master/Pet, M/M, domination, submission, pups, addiction, pride, jealousy,

Earth's New Masters Part 8 Chasing My Tail

All night I dreamed things were right again between my Master and me. He loved me and I idolized him, like it should be. At least it was like that until I woke up. My Master was still asleep, his arm around me, holding me possessively to his broad muscular chest. While I was still groggy from whatever my Master's semen had in it, I was content. As it slowly wore off, I began to ponder my situation and my resentment started to return. How could I be a real man and submit to someone. Real men were Alphas, not some little beta that took it up the ass from a superior. I thought about my Master's pups hating me, about the terrible cravings that I was feeling when I went too long without my Master's semen and most of all how my Master coveted David. The warm feeling that I had in my heart for my Master was rapidly dissipating and my resentment was building up inside of me. I slowly extricated myself from my Master's embrace and moved over to the other side of my Master's king size bed. It was cold without the heat from my Master's warm furry body. The Sheps kept their houses cold and slept without blankets; they were always warm because of their thick double coat. It was about half an hour before my Master woke up, by that time I was shivering.

"Beau, what are you doing over there? Get over here before you get a chill." He said as he stretched his arm over to pull me toward him. I tensed up resentfully as he pulled me toward him. "What's wrong Beau, you were fine with me holding you last night."

"Yes Master, I WAS fine with it last night when I was out of my mind with whatever you are controlling me with."

"I'm not controlling you with anything; the effects just reduce your inhibitions, Beau. Deep inside you want to be with me."

"How do you know what I want? And my name is not Beau, it's Jeff!"

That got my Master hot! "Your fucking name is whatever I say it is Beau."

"My name is Jeff; Woden let David keep his name."

"Well maybe I did name you wrong; I named you Beau or lover. But it seems I overestimated you, I should have named you FT, short for Fuck Toy because that seems to be all that you are good for. You give me your body when you need relief from your addiction, but all you give me is your body. David loves Woden with his whole soul and he makes it obvious. Yes, FT is your name from now on, until you get your act together! And I told you before that whether you like me or not, you WILL treat me with respect. You will refer to me as Master or Sir, FT."

"Yes Master." I spat the word at him.

"Go to your room and get dressed. I will bring you something to eat in your room. I will not subject my wife and pups to being around you when you are acting like this. Why can't you just know your place and accept me as your master, like David does Woden, then we could both have what we want."

"Because I'm not fucking perfect like David, 'Master'." I said with biting sarcasm. Instead of letting me walk to my room, he clipped my leash on, escorted me to my room and locked me in. He was so angry he didn't even talk to me he just locked the door and left.

I went over and looked at myself in the mirror. I was short, at only 5'6" or so I was the shortest by far in our tribe, but I was powerfully built, packing about 180 lbs of muscle onto that frame. I had a thin waist and a big chest and arms. I frowned when I looked at my hands, which like my feet were also small. I might not be tall but I had worked harder than anyone else and built myself up so well that no one even thought of messing with me. My nickname among the tribe was the Little Red Bull, unfortunately, although none of them knew, "Little" was accurate for more than my height. I had long red hair and a good thick red beard, like an Alpha should have. My Master was going to shave my beard so I'd look like an omega. I wasn't an omega, real men may be betas, but they sure as hell aren't omegas. And real men don't take it up the ass from anyone. I had lots of freckles and even though red haired people don't usually tan easily, I had somewhat of a tan since we were always outside. That is except under my loincloth, where my skin was milky white. I also knew I wasn't very big down there, which was always something I had been sensitive about. While we never saw each other naked, a lot of the more well-endowed men in the tribe would proudly whip theirs out to take a wiz. All of them were bigger than I was and some of them much bigger, I always pretended modesty and never let anyone see me out of embarrassment. I was slightly less than 5" hard and not real thick. David was the only other man I had ever seen erect (that shameless slut had been naked and erect a lot for Woden when we were on our way to the airport) and even though he was only 16 and probably still growing down there, he was at least an inch and a half longer and much thicker. Because of this I had always tried to prove I was a real man by being better at everything than the others. And I was until fucking David came along. Why did God send him to fuck up my life? Was it to put down my pride?

In about 15 minutes my Master came back carrying something on a plate. He came in and put it on my desk.

"Here is a sausage and egg biscuit. I'm too angry right now to stay with you while you eat it. Plus I need to spend some time with my family, they need me too. If you would get your act together you could join us and we could be a family." He didn't wait for a response; he just left and locked the door.

The biscuit was tasty, but I had to force it down. My appetite was completely gone; I had never seen my master so angry. And he had every right to be. My behavior was causing a complete disruption of this once happy family. My Master's pups were acting out because they felt their father was neglecting them, because he was spending too much time with me. If I would just accept my place we could all be happy. We could all be spending time together rather than me forcing my Master to split his time, and forcing him to spend the lion's share of it just trying to cope with me. Just because of my pride, my need to be an Alpha and prove my worth as a man. When it was obvious my Master was my superior in every way, and I knew it deep in my heart. He was loving, powerful and honorable, I should be grateful I belonged to him. I reached up and felt my name plate on my collar. I thought of the inscription: Beau Property Of Loki. How it was given to me with love, and how I was far happier and content than I had ever been in my life when I had surrendered to my master and let him take charge of my life. Why couldn't I just let it go and surrender to him again? He still wanted to love me. Why was my fucking pride more important to me than my happiness?

I couldn't stand being alone with myself; all it made me do is ponder about my pride and stupidity. So I picked up the remote control for the TV and turned it on. Even though I knew what was going to happen I jumped when it turned on. I vaguely remembered the buttons my Master had pushed when showing it to me. I randomly changed the "channels" as my Master had called them. There was a show on cooking, one where Sheps were engaged in some kind of athletic game and then I came to one that told what was going on in the world. They talked about a lot of stuff I didn't understand. I was just about ready to change the channel when David's picture came up on the screen.

"Well our Alpha returned yesterday from a successful feral hunting trip, and he bagged a real trophy pet. David, he was allowed to keep his name, from all accounts is an ideal pet and is adjusting quickly to life in civilization. He worships his master and Woden is just as head over heels in love with his pet." A disembodied voice said. "We spoke to the Alpha's wife Freyja, who said the family is thrilled with the new 'first feral'."

A stunning female Shep flashed on the screen. "We are so pleased with David, he has fit in perfectly. He is so sweet, innocent and affectionate. It's like having another son. And the pups adore him, they already refer to him as their 'brother', I would already trust him with all of our lives. But best of all is how he completely worships Woden; you can see it in his eyes. He would give his life for his master; I have no doubt about that. And I've never seen Woden so happy. They are like one soul in two bodies. I guess my only complaint is Woden monopolizes on him too much, the rest of us want a piece of him too." She finished with a smile.

Then Woden and David came on the screen, they were both beaming as they gazed up at a statue the announcer called the Lincoln Memorial. Woden had his arm around David as he gave background on the Memorial. The love on their faces was so joyous. David was gazing up in his masters face with a look of awe. I doubt he was taking in a word Woden was saying, he was just mesmerized by his master.

I couldn't take it any longer; I had to turn off the TV. I buried my head in the pillow and started crying. Why couldn't I be like David? I cried myself to sleep.

My Master came back in at noon with a "hamburger and fries" for my lunch and woke me up. "Hey Beau, get up it's time for lunch." My once seemingly invincible master looked haggard; the situation seemed to be wearing on him too. I woke up and opened my eyes. "Have you been crying?" He asked with obvious concern.

"No Master." I lied.

"Are you sure?"

My anger flared, for no good reason, other than I was still fuming over David, "Yes I am sure, what the fuck would I be crying about!" I regretted it as soon as the words were out of my mouth.

"I was just concerned FT," his concern instantly turning to anger. "And I told you, you will treat me with respect."

I gazed down at his feet and said, "I'm sorry Master, I was already angry about something else. That still doesn't excuse me taking it out on you Master."

"Do you want to talk about it?" His anger was still there but it was tempered with concern.

I kept my eyes at my Master's feet and just shook my head. Things had deteriorated so much I just didn't think I could talk to my Master about it any more. I think he was in the same predicament.

"Well go ahead and eat your lunch. I'll be back in about 15 minutes, and then we need to go." Still agitated, he walked out and shut the door.

I had no idea where we were going. I pouted and toyed with my food. I had never eaten French fries before, they were delicious but I just couldn't enjoy them. I had eaten less than a quarter of my lunch, when my Master returned.

"Didn't you like your lunch, do you want something different?" My Master asked with concern.

"No Master, I'm just not hungry." I said in a completely subdued voice.

"Well let's go." He said as he clipped my leash onto my collar. He lead me out to the car, I followed obediently. We drove in silence, when we arrived at our destination he came over to my door and grabbed my leash. He led me into a building that had "Gerulf's Grooming" printed on the window. I balked at the door; I didn't want my hair cut. My master tugged on my leash, "Come on Beau." I reluctantly followed him in the door.

My Master walked up to the counter and spoke to a smaller Shep. "Gerulf, this is my new feral Beau. I found a tick on his head yesterday, so I want to get his hair cut short and his beard shaved, at least until I'm sure we are rid of all the parasites."

"Wow Loki, this is the first feral we've had in here, they are pretty rare. I saw the news report on Woden's feral, it seems like he has adapted really quickly. They seem thrilled with him."

"Woden is happier than I have ever seen him; David worships the ground he walks on. He was quite a catch, I've never seen two beings that are more in love."

"So how are you doing with this one?"

"Beau is having a little harder time adjusting to being a pet, but we just got him. They don't all adapt as quickly as David."

They were talking like I wasn't even there. David again! It was like my Master was twisting the knife in my heart. He handed my leash to Gerulf.

"Come with me Beau." Gerulf commanded.

"No! Master I don't want my hair cut. Why do you have to humiliate and emasculate me like this? I don't want to look like one of the Conformists. David didn't have to get his hair cut!"

"This is not to emasculate or humiliate you; I have to make sure you don't have parasites. Now go with Gerulf and don't embarrass me." He gave me the hairy eyeball, I knew it was a warning to do what I was told or there would be hell to pay.

I put my head down and followed meekly. He sat me on a funny chair. One of the domesticated humans came over and tilted the chair back. I wasn't ready for it and I jumped. He laughed a little and said, "This your first time at the groomer?"

"Yeah." I said curtly. I didn't really want to talk to one of the loser conformists.

"This shampoo has stuff in it to kill fleas and ticks. We don't have to use it often except when we get people from the sleaziest sections of the city. Real dirtbags." Great now he was insinuating that I was an unclean scumbag. He washed my hair and dried it with hot air. I didn't want to do any of this, but I was afraid of what would happen if I misbehaved. Public embarrassment is something I doubted my Master would handle well. When he was done he lead me over to another chair in front of a big mirror and turned me over to another of the hated conformists.

"So you're one of the ferals, huh?"

"Yeah, you have a problem with that?" I said defensively.

"Not now. You're a slave like the rest of us." He said laughing.

"I'm not a slave, I'm a pet."

"Call it what you want, you're still here getting your hair cut like a nice little compliant slave." He paused for a minute then continued when I made no response. "So your that sexy one's fuck toy, lucky you. I bet you he is hung like a stallion and has potent effects. Yeah I bet you're his compliant little bitch."

"Shut the fuck up!" I bristled at the words 'fuck toy'.

"Hey relax, I'm a little jealous. I'm stuck with little old Gerulf, and I'm almost as dom as him. I can only get him going about once a week. No, I'm more than a little jealous." He picked up something and it started buzzing. "Your master wants me to give you a high and tight flattop. He must have Marine fantasies." He said with a wink that I could see in the mirror. He brought the buzzing thing up to the back of my head and I watched in the mirror in horror as my long tresses were shorn from my head and fell to the floor. I couldn't help it, I started to cry. The last little bit of my identity was being removed against my will. Soon all of it was gone, just fuzz on the sides and about a half of an inch on the top. Then to my complete horror he used the "clippers" to cut off my glorious beard that I had waited so long to be able to grow.

When my beard was nothing but stubble, he spun the chair around so it was facing him. He put hot foam on my face with a brush. Then he took a sharp knife and started cutting off my beard all the way to the skin. Soon he was done, and he took a hot towel and wiped the foam and stubble from my face. He splashed some liquid on his hands, rubbed them together and said, "This is going to sting a little,"then he rubbed it all over my face. It did sting a little and I flinched at first, but then it felt refreshing. He spun me around so I could look in the mirror. "See, now you look like a nice tame human straight from the collective." He said with a smirk.

I looked at my reflection in the mirror and was heartbroken. I didn't even recognize the being staring at me out of the mirror. I would have looked down my nose at any human that looked that pathetic. Now not only was I worthless, I looked the part too. I looked just like any omega Conformist human you might find walking down the street. He took the apron off of me, snapped my leash onto my collar and led me out to the lobby to my Master.

"Here Sir, is this how you wanted it?" The groomer asked my Master, with his head bowed almost in reverence.

"Yes, that's exactly what I wanted. Just put it on my tab with the rest of my humans."

"Yes Sir." The groomer said with a respect for my Master bordering on awe. I remembered how he had said he was jealous of me having such a virile master. Well it was obvious that he wasn't lying, you could tell by the longing in his gaze. He looked like if my Master would have asked that he would have dropped his pants for him right here in the waiting room. Well his gaze AND the obvious bulge in his pants. It looked every bit as big as David's, putting mine to shame. Even the damn domesticated humans were bigger than I was; maybe I wasn't much of a man after all.

My Master walked me out to the car and let me in the passenger's side, removed my leash, closed the door on me. When he got in the drivers side he said with a smile, "You look handsome all groomed up like that Beau!"

"I look like a fucking Conformist, like a slave." I said thinking back to what the groomer had told me. There was no anger in my voice, there was very little fight left in me. One by one the things that made me me were being taken from me.

"I'm sorry Beau, it had to be done. I couldn't have you bringing parasites in. Does it really bother you that much?" My Master said as he put his arm around my shoulder to comfort me. I just let it lie there.

"It shouldn't make any difference to a slave; I'm beginning to realize that now."

"Beau, you are not a slave! You're a pet. You're supposed to be my companion and I had hoped my lover."

"Yeah. As long as I do whatever you say. The groomer was right; all I am is your compliant little 'Fuck Toy'. I'm here for your amusement and pleasure, and that's it. I used to be a leader, and had pride in myself. But first David and now this. Boy it sucks to be me!"

"Beau, you used to like it when you were first with me." My Master replied pleadingly.

"I could say the same thing about you!' I retorted bitingly, "Now I'm not good enough for the 'Great Loki'."

"I told you, you WILL treat me with respect. You will call me Master or Sir. Maybe when you earn my respect, I will allow you to call me Loki."

"Well my fucking name isn't Beau Master. It's Jeff."

"And I told you before; your fucking name is whatever I say it is FT." He said glaring at me.

We rode the rest of the way home in silence. Half way home, when my Master was concentrating on driving I took the opportunity to look at him without having to look him in the eye. I looked at him while thinking about what the groomer said. He was incredibly virile and handsome; any man should feel honored to be chosen by such a clearly superior being. Considering that he was also kind and honorable, my reluctance bordered on stupidity. Truth be told I really wasn't worthy of being his pet, he deserved better than me. Even now when I didn't need him, I knew deep down inside I wanted him. Desperately! There was no reason I should be denying myself what I really wanted. I was always so happy when I submitted to my Master. I felt safe, secure and loved when I let myself love him, why do I have to be so stubborn and resentful? But I had worked so hard to prove I was a man and a leader, it was hard to admit even to myself that I was happier by far with my Master taking care of me. Was it really that bad being his Beau instead of Jeff?

We pulled into the garage, my Master came over to my side and put my leash back on, then led me into the house. I was still on a leash because I couldn't be trusted. As we went in the house the pups were waiting excitedly inside to greet their father. When they saw me following him in the door their faces dropped.

"I'll spend some time with you pups later, as soon as I get Beau settled in his room." I was walking a couple of steps behind on my leash. When his father passed far enough that he couldn't see him, Fenrir flipped me the bird, and mouthed "fuck you loser" to me. There was such venom in his eyes that it frightened me.

We walked past my Master's wife, she looked somewhat displeased. "Well, what do you think of Beaus haircut?" My Master asked.

"Well at least now he looks like a respectable little human, maybe it will change his attitude."

"Oh come on Sigyn, give him a chance, he's only been here for a day. It's a lot to get used to."

"Well I was over Freyja's house and she was telling me about their feral David. She couldn't quit going on and on and on about how wonderful he is... How affectionate, courteous and obedient he is... How much he loves her and the kids... And especially how much he worships Woden. He sounds nothing like Beau, and they've been here the same amount of time."

I turned scarlet between the shame and embarrassment and anger about being shown up by David, AGAIN.

"Sig, not all of them are like David. At first Beau was doing better than all of the rest, he's just had a little setback. Besides it's Woden, who wouldn't surrender to him. Hell, I would and have, he's my Alpha."

"Well your not chopped liver yourself Loki. You are "The Beta" of this whole expedition, only Woden is above you. Any feral with half a brain should be proud to belong to you. I was all for you getting a feral, but I never realized how much it would disrupt our family."

"Sig, it's not that bad. Give it a little time."

"Yes Loki, it is that bad. The pups are acting out because you aren't paying attention to them like you used to. And for what? That ungrateful human to sulk and pout all the time, when he's not being downright disrespectful. Any of the Sheps other than Woden would show you more respect than Beau. In fact I've seen you jump all over them for much less insolence than this feral gets away with."

"Hon, there is a part of him deep down inside that is everything I could want. He showed it to me the first couple of days, so I know it's there. I just have to bring it back out."

"But at what cost Loki, the destruction of our family? This can't go on much longer."

"Hon, I'm sure I can get it straightened out soon."

He led me to my room. The strain was showing even more on my Master, and it was all my fault. For the first time I really thought about what I was putting him through. He took my leash off at the door and hung it on the hook outside the door before we went in. "Sit over there on the bed; I'm going to teach you how to play video games. It will give you something to do when you have to be in here by yourself. This is one of the old ones that the pups don't play any more, it's called Super Mario. It's less complicated for a beginner like you to learn."
He went over and turned the TV on and hooked up the "game console". Within half an hour I was playing on my own. I was so engrossed in the game that I didn't even notice when my Master put his arm around me. It felt good and subconsciously I leaned into him. I felt so safe and secure. When I finally realized what as going on it felt too right to stop. My Master was looking right at me. I turned so I was facing him. He was so powerful and handsome I couldn't help myself, I put my arms around his neck and pulled myself up to kiss him. I brought my lips to his and soon my lips parted for that long fat Shep tongue to penetrate. My Master was soon in complete control, and it felt so good. I was hardening, and this time it had nothing to do with any addiction, just lust for the sexy being I called Master.

After we kissed for a few minutes I pulled away. My Master looked hurt for a second, until he realized that I was dropping to my knees in front of him. I realized that Sigyn was right I was lucky to have such a master. He may not be "The Alpha" but he was Alpha to everyone else, and he was sure as hell Alpha to me. It felt so right, kneeling in front of my Master as I prepared to willingly worship him like a good pet should. I gazed up at him adoringly and he beamed down approvingly at me. I reached up and cupped my Masters huge black balls gently with my left hand; they felt firm, full and heavy. I bent forward and took his still flaccid member between my lips, and gently sucked the head out of his sheath. He immediately started to harden as I ran my tongue around his corona. When he was stiff enough I pursed my lips tightly around his shaft and used them to peel back the sheath as my head worked it's way down his still growing doghood. Soon he was hard as a rock. I straddled him and knelt on the bed so we were face to face (well given our respective heights it was more like face to chest), lining him up with my nether hole. I didn't care if it would mean I wasn't a real man, my Master deserved it. I slowly lowered myself on that perfect 10" shaft, until I was sitting on his lap. I put my arms around his neck and pulled his head down to me to kiss him again. This time I was the aggressor and I ran my tongue across his teeth and then explored what little of his mouth I could reach with my short little tongue. In the mean time I started slowly raising and lowering myself on my Master. It felt like he was reaching the center of my being, and I was helping him claim me as his. We broke our kiss and I gently pushed him back until he was on his back and then I followed him down and rolled us over so he was on top of me.

"Please Master, take me!" I begged.

He didn't say a word but took charge and started to thrust deeply into me. He moaned as he released the first volley of precum into me. I felt it immediately, any lingering resistance I may have had had no chance. My surrender would be complete.

"Oh yeah, you really want it this time." My Master said huskily in my ear. "Who's my little bitch now?"

"I'm your bitch, Master."

He pulled out until only the head was in me and held it there teasingly. "I think the little bitch ought to beg the big dog for it."

"Please Master, I want you bad." I wanted to give myself to my Master. Maybe I was a compliant little Fuck Toy, but I was getting it from an Alpha Shep, not some little Omega Shep like the fucking groomer. I was teetering on the brink of release, but still my Master held back.

"That's not good enough."

Please Master, mark me! Make me yours! Show your unworthy feral who his Alpha is." I pleaded with urgency in my quavering voice, as I pulled him to me and buried my face in his thick chest fur.

"You asked for it bitch." He grunted as he slammed it home, jarring my prostate and sending me over the edge. My balls slammed up against my body as I exploded into his belly fur, which had been rubbing my cock. I shot spurt after spurt as he pistoned in and out of me, that huge member leaking pre almost nonstop. That was enough to keep me from going soft after I came. I was still stiff as steel and was starting to work toward my crescendo.

My Master stopped long enough to put my knees over his shoulders so I was wide open to him. He was thrusting into me with an urgency I had never felt from him before. He was down to the final short sharp thrusts as his knot started rapidly expanding. With one final thrust he erupted into my depths. "You're MINE now," he screamed out. I had willingly submitted to my Master and it felt so right. I felt so loved and secure, and now I was drifting off into that semen induced euphoria. Instead of resting his weight on me my Master rolled us over so I was resting on top of him as he continued to pulse seed into me. He held my head to his chest and caressed the back of my head; it felt so weird to have his paw rubbing against the stubble instead of my long flowing tresses. Deep down inside I still resented that my Master had cut my hair. That was the last thing I remembered before I floated off into oblivion.

I woke up about an hour later when my Master deflated and pulled out. I felt so empty, I held my Master close, but after about 15 minutes of cuddling he said, "Beau I need to go and spend some time with the pups before dinner. I'll come back up to get you for dinner later."

While I was there by myself it gave me time to think. I reached up and rubbed the back of my head. I could feel the stubble on my head, rubbing it felt kind of weird but not unpleasant. I thought about how my Master had cut off my hair and beard, how he didn't care how I felt about it. How important my hair and beard were to me. It got me thinking and I started resenting my master again. Sometimes I can be my own worst enemy. I knew that every time I let go and surrendered to my Master that I was happy, not just happy but I felt complete. The hole in my life called loneliness, that gaping void in my soul disappeared. Why couldn't I just accept that my place in the order of things was as my Master's pet? But I couldn't, my fucking pride always got in the way. Maybe it was habit. All my life I've had insecurities about my size, both height and the size of my member, and it has made me question my manhood. I've always used it to push myself to be the best, to prove that I was a real man. Can you be a real man and SUBMIT? Is it wrong even if it makes your life complete?

My mind turned to negative thoughts. My Master had cut my hair and beard against my will, never mind that he may have had a legitimate reason, he didn't give me a voice in the matter... And now he had left me alone in my room... If I submitted was I any better than a domesticated human? His wife and kids didn't want me here.... He insisted that I call him Master or Sir... He made me beg for it just now... He called me his bitch... He controlled me with whatever it is in his semen... He called me FT... He was jealous of David, that one really started my blood boiling... I had to wear a collar and leash, and David didn't... It was a sin to be with a male... It was even more of a sin to enjoy it...

Maybe I could get this out of my head by playing Nintendo. I turned on the game console and started playing. Soon I got into the pattern of the game, but that made things worse. The same things kept running through my mind in a random order, one after another, almost like verses of a song playing to the stupid music of the game. I was working myself up into a frenzy. I was so confused.
Earth's New Masters Part 9 Not Tonight I've Got A Headache
Beau is still trying to come to grips with being a pet/sub. When he is caught up in the moment he really likes it. But after he gets a chance to think about it his past training makes him regret it. It is a constant internal battle, but is it one he can ever win?  

This is Part of my Earth's New Masters series. Since I didn't understand how to post it as one story with many chapters when I first posted it I will continue to post each chapter as a story. If you haven't read the first 7 chapters please read them first or this will make no sense. The first one is The Hunt Is On and it can be found at http://www.furrag.com/viewstory.php?sid=785

Anthro German Shepherd, Human, oral, Anal, Plot Development, Character Development, Master/Pet, M/M, domination, submission, pups, addiction, pride, jealousy,

Maybe I could get this out of my head by playing Nintendo. I turned on the game console and started playing. Soon I got into the pattern of the game, but that made things worse. The same things kept running through my mind in a random order, one after another, almost like verses of a song playing to the stupid music of the game. I was working myself up into a frenzy. I was so confused.

After about 2 hours my Master returned. I was still playing the game and more confused about my feelings than ever if that is possible. I didn't acknowledge my Master when he came in, pretending I was engrossed in the game. He sat down next to me and put his arm around me like before. This time I involuntarily cringed and pulled away from my Master's touch.

 

"Damn it Beau, I thought you were coming around. I wanted you to be able to come down and be with the family. What's happened, why are you angry again?"

I just hung my head; I didn't know what to tell him because I didn't know myself. Finally I said dully, "I don't know Master."

"Beau I can't help you if you don't tell me what is bothering you." My Master sighed then said, "Can I at least count on you being civil at dinner? Please!" He added imploringly. Despite my confusion it hurt me to see how much this was wearing on my Master. He didn't deserve my shit on top of the responsibility of his position as "The Beta" and the responsibility of a wife and pups.

"Yes Master, I'll behave at dinner."

My Master hooked my leash to my collar and led me down to the dining room in silence. I sat at my Master's left and he put some lasagna, 2 slices of garlic bread and a bowl of salad in front of me. I still had very little appetite. There was still tension in the room. The pups looked at me with distrust; Fenrir actually appeared to truly hate me. I already knew that Sigyn was frustrated and disappointed in me. Even looking at my Master you could tell he was emotionally exhausted.

"Beau, you are going to have to start eating or I'm going to have to have a doctor look at you. Is there something wrong with the food? I can have cook make something else for you."

"No Master, the food is good and I'm not sick. I think it's just nerves." I said as I picked at my food. Back home I always had a ravenous appetite.

There was very little conversation; no one knew what to say to each other. Everyone ate fairly quickly. The pups were sitting patiently waiting to be excused from the table, while I toyed with my food. I had finished less than half of it, when I finally realized my Master was waiting for me to finish before anyone could leave. So I pushed my plate away from me.

"Are you finished Beau?"

"Yes Master." I said with my eyes averted.

"Well, let's go into the living room and watch a movie. Butler can bring desert in later." My Master said to the group. We all went into the living room and sat down. Against the one wall was the TV, it had to be 8' tall by 10' wide. I sat on one end of the sofa, my Master sat in the middle and Fenrir sat on the other side of him. "Fenrir, grab me the remote." Fenrir jumped up and picked up the remote from a small stand in front of the huge TV, and eagerly gave it to his dad. "Thanks Fenrir. What do we want to watch tonight?" He flipped to the "Movies On Demand" and everyone gave their opinion of what we should watch. They decided on something and started the movie.

"This TV is different from the one you have in your room Beau. This one is what we call 3D." He proceeded to explain exactly what 3D was. It was pretty amazing and even though I had a hard time figuring out what was going on in the movie, it was still fun to watch. It was so clear and it looked like you could just reach out and touch things. While I was concentrating on the movie I wasn't thinking about what I was doing. Soon I was leaning affectionately on my Master and he put his arm around me before I even realized it happened. It felt too good to resist. After about 15 minutes I felt a hand caressing my head, but it felt too small to be my Master's. I looked up and realized that it was Fenrir. When he saw me looking he smiled sheepishly and I smiled back.

"See you two, there isn't any reason you can't get along." My Master encouraged.

Then I just buried my face in my Master's muscular furry chest and completely forgot about the movie. Deep inside I knew that when I let myself just feel without thinking, it was obvious that being with my Master was what I wanted more than anything else in life. It was also really nice to have Fenrir petting me; maybe we could get along after all. Maybe I could finally let go and accept my place in this world. About an hour into the movie my Master buzzed for Butler. He came in and bowed low to my Master. "Does Master desire desert now?"

"Yes Butler. Please bring us some Sundaes."

I had no idea what a Sundae was, but everything that I had had here had been delicious. I think I was even relaxed enough to actually enjoy eating something. In fact now that I thought about it I realized I had barely eaten in days and I was famished! "What is a Sundae, Master?"

"'I'm sure you've never had anything like one before. These are hot fudge Sundaes. It starts out with ice cream, then you pour hot fudge on it, then whipped cream and finally a cherry on top."

"I don't know what any of that is." I said giggling, "But you make it sound very delicious."

Butler brought a bowl in for each of us. I watched as my Master started to eat his. He held the bowl in his left hand and used the spoon to transfer some of the gooey stuff to his muzzle. Everyone else was digging in too, so I tried it. He was right; it was like nothing I had ever tasted before. I swallowed it quickly and took another spoonful. I was really hungry, and I started eating faster.

"Slow down Beau, you're going to get a brain freeze!"

I had no idea what my Master was talking about, until I took another big spoonful. It felt like someone had stabbed me in the forehead with a knife. In my shock I lost control of the bowl and spilled my Sundae all over my Master and Fenrir. Soon I had both hands pressing my forehead; I thought I was going to die.

"Hey Dickweed, watch what you are doing! Are you always such a fucking spaz?" Fenrir yelled at me in surprise and anger.

"Fenrir, he didn't mean to spill it on you. Apologize to him."

"Why should I apologize to him? The fucking son of a woman spilled it on me! He should be the one apologizing!"

"Fenrir, there is no reason for you to call him names, get a shower then go to your room!"

Fenrir glared at me and headed to the shower. But as he did he left a parting shot. "FT fucks up everything around here, I hate him!"

The mysterious pain went away as fast as it came. "Master, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to spill my Sundae. I just never had a pain in my head like that before."

"It's from eating cold things too fast. I tried to warn you."

"I know I'm sorry. Why do I always fuck everything up?" I said hanging my head.

"There is a lot for you to learn, and Fenrir needs to learn some patience. Now you finish watching the movie with the rest of the family while I take a shower to get the rest of this Sundae off of me."

He left to clean himself up after my fuck up. I sat there alone watching the movie while Butler cleaned up the mess. It left me too much time to think. I had ruined the evening for everybody after everything had been going so well. Fenrir had just started warming towards me and now I wasn't sure if he would open up again any time soon if ever. I just wanted to dig a hole, crawl in it and pull the dirt in after me. I could feel all the rest of the family's eyes on me, and I could sense their loathing.

The movie was over by the time my Master got out of the shower. The pups and Sigyn had gone to bed (without saying goodnight) and I was there waiting. "Let's go to bed, Beau." I followed him up to the room. I had got my fix earlier in the day so I didn't "need" my Master. Earlier, while we were watching the movie I had wanted him. Now I just wanted to be alone. I wasn't mad at my Master this time, I was angry at myself. Why did I always have to fuck things up? My Master put his arm around me and before he could pull me close to him I had flinched and pulled away. I saw the pain in his face and I realized how much I was hurting him.

"Beau? Why are you angry again? I didn't yell at you, I wasn't even mad. I know you didn't do it on purpose."

"I'm sorry Master, I'm not mad at you, I'm angry with myself. Everything was starting to go good, and I fucked it up again."

"Beau, there is a lot of stuff to learn. There are going to be times you mess up. As long as you are trying I will understand."

"Well maybe you will, but the rest of the family hates me. And I can understand why, I can't do anything right. Back at the Firehole I was good at everything, people looked up to me. Back there I was considered a "real" man. Maybe that's where I belong."

"And what makes you think you are not considered a "real" man here?"

"Because I'm just a fuck toy to you. If I was a "real" man I wouldn't be taking it up the ass. And I definitely wouldn't be enjoying it."

"Beau, you need to get that kind of unsound thinking out of your head. There is nothing wrong with submitting to someone who is alpha to you. All Sheps submit to any other Shep that is alpha to them. It's nothing to be ashamed of."

"I bet you've never taken it up the ass before."

"Well you would lose that bet. I've lifted my tail plenty of times for Woden, he's the only one who is my alpha. There have even been times I've shamelessly begged him for it. That's the one thing that I actually feel sorry for Woden about, he has never felt the ecstasy and peace of submitting to a superior."

"You're just saying that to make me think it's OK . Maybe it is OK for Sheps, but "real" men don't submit." Part of me thought he was lying; my Master was about as masculine, virile, macho and alpha as you can get. He couldn't possibly be someone's fuck toy.

"David doesn't seem to have any problem submitting."

"Well I'm not fucking perfect like David! Anyway, who said that son of a bitch is a "real" man!" My anger flared at the mention of that little bastard.

"Calm down Beau. I never said he was perfect, but he IS happy. Just like you are when you let yourself submit to your master."

I knew he was right, I was happy when I submitted completely and totally surrendered to my Master. Why was being a "real" man so important to me? But the mention of David had redoubled my anger. My Master put his arm around me and I pulled away. I knew it would be like a knife to my Master's heart, but I did it anyway. I still had not forgiven him for bringing David into the discussion.

"Well Beau, maybe you should sleep in your room tonight. You won't want me to hold you when you are feeling like this and you will probably get a chill. Your room is warmer and there are plenty of blankets on your bed."

He walked me to my room and bade me good night. It would be the first night I had slept alone since I had been captured.

I pulled the thick soft covers down and got in my bed. It was soft and comfy and the pillow was big and soft. At first I lay on my back with my head on the pillow. It was then that I realized how much I liked sleeping with my Master. I had always slept on my back at home, but now I was used lying on my side, resting my head on my Masters broad muscular chest, my arms around him. The sound of his big heart beating in his massive chest made me feel secure and loved. I rolled over on my side and rested my head on the pillow and tried to pretend it was my Master. It wasn't the same, but eventually it let me drift off into a very troubled sleep...

I awoke in the dark in confusion and anxiety, an all encompassing pain gnawing at my entire being. I reached for my Master and he wasn't there. Was I back at the Firehole, did I dream all of it up to begin with.

"NOOOOOO!" I screamed still half asleep. I threw the covers off of me and jumped out of bed. I finally realized where I was and turned the bedside light on. I also noticed that I had tremors and pain to go along with my paranoia.

I heard footsteps coming down the hall and my door burst open. My Master ran in panting and came up and held me.

"What's wrong Beau?"

"It's nothing, I had a nightmare."

"What about?"

"I don't want to talk about it." I said defensively. For some reason I didn't want to talk about the fact that I had been terrified that it had all been a dream and I was still at Yellowstone.

"Beau, you're trembling. Are you going through withdrawal again?"

"I think so Master." The pain and anxiety were getting worse.

He picked me up like I was a baby and carried me to his room.

As soon as we got in his room and he set me down, I dropped to my knees in front of him. He was still soft. I skinned back his sheath and took him into my mouth. I started nursing on his massive slab of doghood, eager for the first spurt of precum that would ease my suffering. Unfortunately he wasn't hardening. "Master, please hurry!"

"I'm sorry Beau. I'm having a hard time getting it up. It isn't very erotic seeing you needy like this. I need someone that wants me, not someone that needs my semen. I'm going to have to close my eyes and try to fantasize about something else."

He closed his eyes and slowly he started to harden. After about 2 minutes he was hard enough that I could start stroking him. It was another 30 seconds before I milked out the first spurt of precum. It was enough to take the edge off of my addiction. I could see from the smile on my Master's muzzle that he had come up with a passable fantasy and he was now rhythmically delivering pre to my hungry maw. He lifted me up on the bed, put my knees over his shoulders and guided his head to my pucker. He stroked it a few times and sprayed precum over my rosebud, then spread it around with his dickhead lubing it and me at the same time. Finally he pressed it against me and slowly I opened up for him. My body was desperate for his assault, soon he was in and I was clutching him like a drowning man clutches at a life preserver. It seemed like it was taking forever, but eventually he was down to the short strokes and I could feel his huge knot making us one. He grunted loudly, and shot explosively into me. And that was the last thing I remembered with any clarity until morning.
Earth's New Masters Part 10 Airball
Summary:

No matter what he tries he just can't seem to fit in in Loki's household.  Plus Beau is still trying to come to grips with being a pet/sub. When he is caught up in the moment he really likes it. But after he gets a chance to think about it his past training makes him regret it. It is a constant internal battle, but is it one he can ever win?  

This is Part of my Earth's New Masters series. Since I didn't understand how to post it as one story with many chapters when I first posted it I will continue to post each chapter as a story. If you haven't read the first 7 chapters please read them first or this will make no sense. The first one is The Hunt Is On and it can be found at http://www.furrag.com/viewstory.php?sid=785

Anthro German Shepherd, Human, oral, Anal, Plot Development, Character Development, Master, Pet, M/M, domination, submission, pups, addiction, pride, jealousy, basketball

I woke while it was still dark, with my head on my Masters chest listening to his heart beating. It seemed to comfort me and make me realize how much I loved my Master and how much I really wanted to be with him deep down inside.  I glanced down and noticed that he had morning wood and his head was peaking out of his sheath.  He must have been having a dream, he was mumbling and he had a big smile on his muzzle.  I reached down and cupped my Masters huge balls, he was so masculine and virile, how could he possibly raise his tail to anyone.  How could someone not want to give themselves to him.  I know I wanted to, why did it have to be wrong?

I saw his one-eyed monster sneaking out of its cave and I could resist no longer.  I slid down his body and wrapped my hand around his shaft and started slowly sliding his sheath up and down.  It would go down below his corona and then all the way up until it barely covered his head. After about 10 seconds a "pearl" of precum  formed at the tip and as I slid his sheath up over his head it collected on the end of his sheath.  I couldn't help but lick it right off of the tip of his sheath.  It relaxed me and eased my nagging inhibitions at the same time.  I peeled his sheath back and my lips followed his sheath down his shaft.  When it hit the back of my throat he shot another squirt of precum into my mouth.  I moaned lightly and that seemed to wake him.  I felt his paw resting on the back of my head and heard my master say...

  "That's a good boy, Beau.  The best wake up call I've ever had."  He moaned and released a much bigger volley of precum into my mouth as a reward.  I could tell this one contained even more of whatever is in Shep seed, because now I didn't give a damn about whether I was a real man or not.  I straddled him facing the head of the bed and positioned him at my pucker.  I rubbed it up and down my man crack and he obliged by squirting a couple of big shots of precum.  I used his member to spread it around and get me ready.  I lined him up with my manhole and slowly eased myself over him.  Damn it felt good.  No, it didn't just feel good, it felt right.  I moaned with desire.

"That's what the big dog wants.  He wants his little bitch to want him."

"How could anyone not want a stud like you, Master?"  I said, and I meant it.  He was big, powerful, honorable and protective.  And just about any other positive adjective you could choose that described a "real" man.  How could pleasing my Master, who had been so kind to me so far, be wrong?  I continued to slide up and down that big shaft, angling so it hit my prostate on each stroke.  I was hard as a rock myself and leaking precum, which was running down my much smaller penis, down my balls and dripping onto my Master.  To my surprise he bent forward and started lapping it up, then following it up my shaft to the source as I rode up and down on him.  

He stopped for a second and said, "You are delicious Beau." then he took me all the way in his muzzle and went to work with that big Shep tongue.  I knew I wouldn't last long.  I couldn't help myself, I grabbed the back of his head and thrust against him as I came hard.  My Master eagerly swallowed all of my seed, and acted like he wanted more.  I usually go limp after an orgasm.  But when I am affected by my Master's precum, I can go 2 or 3 times without losing my erection.  This time was no different.  But my Master was on the edge and he soon rolled us over so he could take charge, which was just what I wanted too.  Being a "real" man was going to just have to wait, in my heart I knew this was how it was supposed to be.  It just felt so right, even though my mind was telling me it was wrong to like it.  But as he urgently drove his huge maleness into me, his knot catching behind my sphincter and swelling up to mammoth proportions.  He grunted loudly as he exploded into me.  My orgasm followed his and then I slowly faded into oblivion as his seed jetted deep inside me.
When we woke for the second time, the sun was shining in our east facing window.  My Master was holding me tightly to his massive chest.  "Good morning Beau!"  My Master said cheerfully.

  "Good morning Master." I said, happy but still a little groggy from the effects of his semen.

Soon we got up and showered together, then made our way down to breakfast.  The rest of the family was waiting.  When I walked in I went right up to Fenrir and said, "I'm sorry for spilling my Sunday on you last night.  I didn't mean to."

"I know you didn't." He said, but you could still see the resentment in him.

We had a simple breakfast of bacon and eggs, flaky buttermilk biscuits with butter and a glass of orange juice.  The atmosphere was much more relaxed and I was able to eat seconds.  There was plenty of conversation although the boys still didn't talk to me much.  

"Beau, I'm glad you've got your appetite back." My Master opined as I finished my second helping.  

"I told you it was just nerves." I said smiling.

"Well hopefully that is the end of that problem.  I plan on working out while Signy gives the pups their reading and math lessons.  Do you want to join me?"
"Sure, but I may not know how to work out the way you do."

  "Don't worry, I'll teach you.  It will be fun.  The torture chamber... er... I mean gym in the basement."   He said with a wink.

I giggled at this.  I was almost starting to feel at home.  My Master led me to the basement, to a room full of equipment.  I worked out a lot back home, mostly with calisthenics and isometrics, and I was built better than anyone in my tribe, even that little bastard David, although I have to admit that being 5 years older than him had something to do with that.  

"There are two different ways to do a strength training work out and we have both here.  We have machines and free weights.  Machines are better for beginners since you can't hurt yourself as easily.  Because they are built for a specific range of motion they make you follow the proper form.  You can also use them to max out without a spotter.  Free weights, on the other hand, are better once gain some strength and you learn the proper techniques and forms.  We will start you on the machines and then after a couple of weeks move you to a mix of machines and free weights.

  My Master put me on several machines that worked my legs, he demonstrated a set and then I copied him, of course at a much lower weight.  After we were done working the legs, we went to the bench press.  My Master demonstrated it on a light weight and said, "Now Beau, this is the one thing we are going to do today with free weights.  We are going to see how much you can lift so we can chart your progress.  I'll be your spotter so you don't have to worry about dropping it"  He started with 150 lbs and I had no trouble with that.  He went up to 200 lbs and I was still able to lift it fairly easily.  He added 10 more pounds to each side and I had to put some effort into getting it up.  "Beau, for a human that has never lifted before you are doing great.  Let's try 240 pounds."

He added the 20 lbs and and I struggled, but with his encouragement I was able to get it up.  "That's great Beau.  Now I'm going to do my bench press over here on the Smith machine, you won't be able to handle the weight I use so you won't be able to spot for me, but the Smith machine will keep it from falling on me if I cramp up."

  He went over to the Smith machine and started adding weights to the Olympic weights.  BIG weights.  He kept adding 100 lb plates to the bar, 5 on each side then a 25 lb and a 5 lb plate to each side.  I couldn't believe it, he was going to try to lift 1060 lbs, that was more than 4 times what I could lift.  He laid on the bench and got in position.  He put his paws on the bar at about shoulder width, took a couple of deep breaths and pushed the bar  up.  He extended his arms completely then slowly lowered the bar nearly to his massive chest.  Then he pushed it back up.  With each rep he did his muscles got more defined. Damn was he sexy! He finally got the 10th rep up and back on the rack.  His huge muscles were straining and pulsing as he slid out from under the bar and sat on the side of the bench.

"WOW! That was amazing Master!"   His face lit up upon hearing the praise, but not as much as when I knelt down in front of him.  I couldn't help myself, I had never seen something so sexy in my life as my big strong Master, straining with all his might to bench press over half a ton.  Even through his fur you could see every cord of muscle and every bulging vein. As I licked my lips he started to harden.  I peeled the sheath off of the object of my desire, and took the head into my mouth.  My Master moaned in response to the warmth of my mouth as I nursed on that virile piece of dog flesh.  My tongue was having a field day on his head as I jerked the base of his cock.

  "Oh that feels so good, Beau."  He moaned in a barely intelligible whisper, as he rubbed my head sensuously.  I could feel him starting to tense and this time when I stroked down to the base of his cock, I could feel his knot starting to form. I gripped it tight and after 2 firm tugs on it I was rewarded as his balls slammed up against his body and he tensed up with his orgasm.  I swallowed every drop.  It made me woozy and I collapsed against my Master releasing his knot.  

He picked me up and held me close to him.  "Beau, that was wonderful.  I really think you are coming around."  And with that he carried me upstairs and laid me on his bed.  That was the last thing I remembered until he woke me for lunch.

"Come on Beau, it's lunch time!"

I got up and tried to shake the cobwebs out of my head.  I wasn't successful until half way through the meal.  But the pizza was delicious.  My Master kept putting more on my plate and I kept putting them away.  By the time I was done I had eaten 6 pieces.

  "Well pups why don't we go out and play some basketball before dinner.  Woden is coming back today and I'm supposed to meet with him after dinner."
 
The pups all agreed with enthusiastic approval.  "Good.  Come on Beau.  Why don't each of you pups grab a ball." My Master said as he rose from the table.  To my surprise he didn't snap my leash onto my collar.
 
"Does FT have to come?" Fenrir groaned with frustration.
 
"His name is Beau.  And yes he does!  He is supposed to be a member of this family also.  I wish you would be a little more understanding Fenrir."  Fenrir just grumbled in reply.  "Beau do you know how to play basketball?"
 
"No Master.  I don't even know what it is."  Fenrir just rolled his eyes, but my Master glared at him.  We walked out the back door and onto a big asphalt slab that had baskets on each end.  My Master explained the lines on the "court" and the basics of playing the game.  Fenrir, my Master and I stayed at one end and the other 3 pups went to the other basket and started warming up.  Fenrir went to the foul line and shot the ball at the basket, he didn't even touch the rim.  My Master gave me a ball and told me to try.  I tried to copy what Fenrir did, but I didn't get it anywhere near the rim.  Fenrir snorted in derision. 
 
"Pup you need to lose the attitude, he's never played before, it is going to take some time for him to get good at it.  Don't worry Beau; let me show you how to shoot the ball."  He showed me how to position my hands and arms, how to set my feet and guided me through releasing the ball.  "Shoot a few and see if you get the hang of it."  I stood about half way to the foul line and took a shot.  This time I hit the front of the rim.  My Master rebounded the ball and tossed it to me.  I caught the ball shakily; we never played games so I didn't have much practice.  Plus my small hands made it even harder with such a large ball.  "That's a little better, a little higher and harder."  I tried again and the ball bounced off the back of the rim.  "You're getting it straight; you just need to practice the trajectory now."  He rebounded it again and I caught it a little better.  This time I concentrated and it hit the back of the rim but bounced up and hit the rim on the left side and bounced through the hoop.  "Great Beau, see you're getting the hang of it."  Fenrir let out a snort and shot a turn around shot from about 12 feet out hitting nothing but net.  He looked so smooth doing it; I would never be able to play like that.  He was making about 70% of the shots, running all over the court putting up shots.  I continued to try to shoot and I was making about a quarter of my shots, but I had to stand still and set up to shoot.
 
My Master finally took a ball and took a turnaround shot from midcourt.  He jumped high in the air before releasing the ball and hit nothing but net.  Fenrir threw him the ball and he dribbled to the corner and repeated it from the corner, swishing it also.  It was impressive, he was 6'6" tall and his feet were 4 feet off of the ground when he released the ball.  The athletic capabilities of the Sheps were amazing; men couldn't jump that high or that effortlessly.  Fenrir rebounded it and threw a crisp pass back to his father.
 
"Daddy, do the dunk from the top of the key."  Fenrir begged. 
 
My Master got a big grin on his muzzle as he dribbled the ball to the other end of the court.  He turned around and dribbled back toward our end of the court, quickly picking up speed.  About a foot before he reached the top of the key he leaped toward the basket, he spun around 360 degrees, his feet about eye level to me, and then he tilted forward and jammed the ball through the basket.  His fingers caught the front of the rim long enough to let his feet catch up, gracefully landing about 8 feet behind the basket.  I stood there with my mouth open, I had never seen anything like it. 
 
"Woot!  You're awesome Dad!"  Fenrir said as he ran over to high five his dad, the hero worship was evident.  My Master was beaming, basking in the adulation from his son.  I should have said something, but to defend myself I was rooted in the spot totally speechless.  It would be so easy to please my Master, all he wanted from me was for me to love him and look up to him.  It shouldn't be that hard to do, he was pretty amazing at everything.  It seemed that Sheps craved praise as much as their German Shepherd ancestors, all I would have to do is tell my Master what I was thinking and I could make him so happy.  Why did my pride cause it to stick in my throat? 
 
"Well lets split up into teams, how about Odo, Beau and I against you three. Half court, 7 win by 2 to 10."  I had no idea what the numbers meant.  I saw Fenrir gaze at me with a malicious grin from out of his father's line of sight.  "Beau to make it fair, I am only allowed to be a passer and I'm not allowed in the key on offense or defense.  And I'm only allowed to shoot if no one is guarding me."
 
"OK Master." I replied.  This made sense because there's no way any of the pups would have been able to stop him.  After watching him warm up I couldn't think of anyone short of Woden that would be able to guard him.  This made me think of how he outran all the others when he caught me, and to my surprise I started to get a woody when I thought about what had happened after he caught me.  Damn, deep down inside I knew I loved it when he mastered me.  My Master was "awesome" just like his son said, why couldn't I acknowledge it, surrender to him and be happy.
 
"Since I can't go in the key we are going to have to play a zone.  Odo you play on the right underneath, Beau you play on the left underneath and I will play out front."  I had a vague idea of what he meant.  He said and threw the ball out to Adelwolf and got in a defensive crouch. 

  Fenrir immediately came to my side and called for the ball.  I came out to guard him, he faked right, I took the fake, and then he dribbled the ball between his legs and went around me to the left and laid it in for a basket.  He high fived Adelwolf and Baldwin, then mumbled "I showed the bastard".

Odo grabbed the ball and threw it out to my Master at the top of the key.  They were each guarding a player, and Fenrir of course had decided to guard and torment me.  I think my Master saw this so he passed it to Odo.  Fenrir faked like he was going to double cover Odo, so Odo threw it over to me.  I tried to catch the ball but bobbled it and Fenrir snatched it out of my hands and turned around and laid it in the basket. 

"Way to go Fuck Up!" Odo spat in disgust.

"That's enough Odo, he's just learning.  It's just a game.  Don't worry Beau; you'll get the hang of it."  Fenrir threw the ball back to his dad and we started again.  He passed it to Odo again and this time when Fenrir came over to double team Odo shot the ball.  It came off the backboard toward me and I was open so I shot it.  At least I tried to shoot it.  Fenrir, who was only about 4'6" tall, was much quicker than I was and he could really leap.  He jumped up and blocked the ball before I could get it out of my hand.  He quickly passed it out to Baldwin at the top of the key and while I stood there confused he passed it back to Fenrir who got another layup.  They were up 3 to nothing and it was all my fault.

 

  "OK this isn't working.  Fenrir that's not very sportsmanlike.  Take it easy on Beau, he's just learning."  My Master chided.

"I didn't cheat!"  Replied Fenrir.  "It's not my fault he's a loser."

"He's not a loser, he is just learning."

Fenrir was probably right, I was a loser.  I would never be as good as a Shep at this game.  I was short, slow and couldn't jump very well, even for a human.  I was strong for a human, and I was probably stronger than the pups, but I was like a child compared to my Master's strength.

"Well Fenrir, you change teams with Odo.  It will be you, Beau and me against your brothers."
Fenrir pouted and threw the ball to my Master at the top of the key.  Odo was guarding me, Adelwolf was guarding Fenrir and Baldwin was guarding my Master.  My Master threw it over to Fenrir and then ran down toward him stopping next to Adelwolf.  Fenrir ran behind my Master which blocked out Adelwolf and he had an easy shot before Baldwin could help out.  He swished the shot from about 8 feet away.  We were now only down 3 to 1.
 
"Beau, that's what is called a pick, when you stand next to someone and let your teammate use you to 'pick' off the guy guarding him."
 
We set up on defense and Baldwin passed the ball in to Odo.    He froze me with a fake and easily drove around me.   When Fenrir came over to help out, he passed over to Adelwolf who had an easy layup. 
 
Fenrir yelled at me, "Hey you useless dickhead, I can't do this all by myself!"
 
"FENRIR!"  My Master hollered.  "I've had about enough of you and your attitude.  Beau isn't trying to screw up, he's just learning.  Why can't you help him learn how to play?  I helped you learn how to play."
 
"Well you don't anymore; you spend all your time with FT.  You teach him, I don't want anything to do with him."
 
"I don't know what's gotten into you; you've never been disrespectful to me before.  Get your ass up to your room."
 
Fenrir glared at me, and then walked back to the house.  The other pups turned to follow.  "Where are you going?" My Master asked. 
 
"Were going to our room, we don't want to play anymore."  Replied Odo.
 
My Master looked so crestfallen.  It looked almost as if he was half tempted to order them back here, but then he sighed in defeat.  I could tell he wasn't used to losing.  He was a born leader, used to having all Sheps (other than Woden) following him unquestioningly, and now his own pups were having a mutiny.  And it was all because of me.
 
"I'm sorry Master." I said softly.
 
"It's not your fault Beau."
 
But I knew it was.  I saw the way his sons idolized him.  I saw the hero worship in Fenrir's eyes after my Master dunked the basketball.  I saw how much it meant to my Master that his sons looked up to him.  And I was fucking it all up...  And I wasn't giving him anything in return...
Earth's New Masters Part 11 Not Just A Useless Feral
No matter what he tries Beau just can't seem to fit in in Loki's household. But David is having no such problem fitting into Woden's family. David now is joining with his “brothers” Woden's 3 boy pups and a paint ball game against Loki's pups who aren't all that fond of feral humans. How will he fare when they are out to get him?

This is Part of my Earth's New Masters series. Since I didn't understand how to post it as one story with many chapters when I first posted it I will continue to post each chapter as a story. If you haven't read the first 10 chapters please read them first or this will make no sense. The first one is The Hunt Is On and it can be found at http://www.furrag.com/viewstory.php?sid=785

 

Anthro German Shepherd, Human, Anal, Plot Development, Character Development, Master, Pet, M/M, domination, submission, pups, paint ball, friends

I woke up beside my Master. Well actually partially on top of him. I loved to sleep with my head over his heart, hearing it beating made me sleep so secure. The clock said it was only 4:00 AM but I was up and that lazy ass was still asleep. It was time for a little fun. There was something I had always wondered about.

My Master was on his back, snoring lightly. He had one arm draped over me slightly but I was able to slide out from under it. I knelt over my defenseless Master and with the fingers of my left hand I started lightly scratching the right side of his belly. His right leg started to twitch. I stopped; worried I would wake him before I was done amusing myself. I scratched the left side of his belly and his left leg started to twitch. I stopped and started scratching the right side even harder, soon his right leg was kicking just like a feral dog when you rub its belly. The harder I scratched the faster and harder he kicked his leg. Soon he started growling and grunting in pleasure just like a feral dog. That was too much and I finally couldn't keep from laughing, which woke him up.

  He took a few seconds to wake up and realize what I was doing. Then he said, "Why you miserable feral," and grabbed at me. But I was more awake than he was and I jumped off the bed before he could grab me. He jumped out of bed and caught me pinning me against the wall. "So you found my little secret did you? You think it's funny?"

"Hysterical," I said nearly out of breath from laughing so hard. "So what is the big ugly hybrid going to do to me?" I said sticking out my tongue playfully at him.

"How 'bout if I fuck you so hard you won't walk right for a week."

"I don't think you are 'man' enough to do it. Oops I forgot you aren't a man at all. I guess I don't have to worry!"

"Oh, just keep digging the hole deeper you ungrateful feral." He pinned me against the wall and reached down with his left hand and pulled my right knee up until I was completely off the floor and he could get his big erect dick under me by bending at the knee. I tried to struggle but he pinned me against the wall with his shoulder while he used his free right hand to wedge that huge head into my tight ass. Once he got it in, he thrust up and straightened his legs at the same time, which seated that huge 12 inch monument to doghood all the way up my rectum in one brutal thrust. I howled in pain!  Which lasted until the first spurt of precum, heavily laced with effects shot deep into me.  Then I moaned in ecstasy.

  One of the pups yelled out, "Daddy don't hurt him too bad, he has to play war games this morning!" then they all started giggling.

"Well at least where Daddy is going to shoot him won't leave a visible mark." At that they howled uncontrollably.
My Master then took his right hand and grabbed my left knee lifting it up to his waist.  I had no choice but to wrap my legs around his waist and hold on for dear life. He was bouncing me up and down a foot at a time, I was almost coming all the way off of his huge cock before sliding all the way back down my Masters precious shaft. I had got him all riled up and he was in his marking mode, so I knew it would only be a matter of minutes before I was back in the sweet oblivion of effects. He wasn't holding back at all so I would get extra powerful effects when he shot his precious seed into me.

"Beg me for mercy feral and I may ease up on your sorry ass."

"I'll never beg for mercy from some fucking hybrid!"

"Suit yourself feral." He pinned me back up against the wall and started jamming that huge dog cock deep into my rectum. He was down to the short strokes, seating that huge knot deep in me.  He was very close to being out of control, in his primal marking mode.  He grabbed me in a mating bite, his teeth lining up perfectly with the wounds he left last time.  It didn't take much to rebreak the skin and start the blood flowing again.  The taste of blood seemed to push him completely over the edge, he was locked in tight and he exploded deep in me.  I was almost immediately catapulted into the ecstasy, then oblivion of effects.  I was vaguely aware of my Master walking us back over to the bed, then laying down on his back with me on top for us to ride out his orgasm.  Soon after that complete contentment seemed to crash over me like waves and I soon remembered no more.

  I awoke again at 5:30 AM, to my Master licking my neck wounds.  "Last time I gave you the mating bite you said you hoped it left a scar, so everyone would know you belong to me.  Well I think this remarking is definitely going to leave a very visible scar.  I'm sorry;" he added sheepishly, "sometimes our role plays just get a little out of control."

"I loved every minute of it Master."  I replied still a little groggy.

He pulled my head down to his and kissed me.  It wasn't a passionate kiss, just a warm, loving one that reaffirmed the love we had for each other.  Then we drifted back off to sleep.

By the time the alarm went off at 6:30 AM, I was wide awake, and so was my Master.  We showered together without too much hanky panky and as he was drying himself in the high speed dryer, I got dressed for the day.  By 6:45 we were all gathered around the table for breakfast.

Gofer came out and asked us each how we would like our eggs cooked, then gave the instructions to cook.  It was obvious to me that he really chaffed at having to serve me.  Soon he brought the eggs out and a platter of sausage and bacon and a big platter of hot cakes.  Before I could fill my plate up myself, Mom had filled it for me, with more food than I would have been comfortable taking myself.  I still wasn't used to taking as much as I wanted, only as much as I needed.   When she gave me a hug and kissed me on the forehead, I could see Gofer redden slightly in anger and jealousy.

  We started eating and my Master started the conversation.  "David, I have some work to do in the office until lunch time.  Do you want to hang out with the boys this morning?"

"Yes Master, that sounds like fun."

"What do you pups have on the agenda for today?"

"We're going to meet up with our friends and play war games."  Drogo answered.

"That's always fun, make sure you guys explain everything to David.  Just because he's older doesn't mean he knows some of this stuff.  Most of it is all new to him."

"Don't worry Daddy,  I'll look out for him."

More chit chat followed and when we were just finishing up Gofer reentered the room.  He was carrying my Master's briefcase and had his head and eyes bowed, he was almost groveling.  "Master Woden, I got your briefcase ready for you.  I thought you might need it."  He said with a reverence in his voice.

"Thank you Gofer!"  My Master answered and tousled Gofer's hair. Gofer walked away beaming.  "Gofer is really coming along.  It's pretty rare for a human from the collective to show any kind of initiative at all.  If he keeps this up I may have to teach him something more important to do."  With that he got up and headed downstairs to the office to do whatever it is that the ruler of Earth did at work.

  After my Master left to go downstairs to the office, I followed Arnold and the pups outside. "Come on David we are going to get some target practice in. Out in the back of the yard were some targets and some funny looking rifles. I had hunted with rifles, but we usually hunted with bows because we didn't want to waste ammo. Even so for a human I was a pretty good shot. "These are paintball rifles. Have you ever shot a rifle before?"

"Yeah, we used them when we hunted elk and bison, or when there was a rogue grizzly bear in the area."

He handed me a gun and showed me how to load it and showed me the features on it.

Arnold who as usual was in charge asked, "David, we are going to meet some of our friends to play war games, do you want to come?"

"I've never played that before, are you sure you want me to play? What if I make your team lose?"

"So what, it's just a game. But I don't think you will make us lose." He came up and hugged me. "Besides you're our brother now and our pack sticks together."
Somehow I just couldn't picture Arnold treating anything as "just a game". He was just so much like his father. Like his father, he had to be the best at everything he did. But I guess that was a trait the 3 of us shared, I had to be the best human at anything I tried, but there was no way I could compete with the Sheps, they were so superior to humans in nearly everything that I was usually completely outclassed. Also like his father he was a natural leader. Even when he wasn't giving orders, he had a quiet confidence that inspired confidence in others; you just couldn't help but follow him. Even his brothers, who exceeded all the other pups their age, just naturally fell in behind Arnold. The surprising thing with Sheps was that after the hierarchy was established there was no jealousy or resentment, the brothers loved each other and banded together against outsiders. And now I was being given a place in this band of brothers, I felt so honored.
My brothers and I rode our bikes the 5 miles to the wooded paintball training center. When we got there, eight other pups were already there. It was obvious that they were 3 sets of brothers.
"Hey Arnold! Is that your new feral?" The largest of the pups yelled out. "How come he's not on a leash?" he added in an argumentative tone. I already disliked him. It was obvious that he and his brother's were older than my brothers, but my brothers were almost as big, even though they still had more puppy characteristics.

  "He not a feral, he's our brother David. And why would we have our brother on a leash?" Arnold replied, daring the older Shep to contradict him.

"Oh, come off it Arnold, he's just a feral. Our dad got one on the same hunt, and he's definitely nothing special. Dad can't even let him off the leash until he's loaded him up with effects. Yours sure looks tame though."

"He's not tame, he's just who he is naturally." Arnold replied, then turned to me and said. "David these four are Loki's kids, he's the one Daddy calls Number 2. That's Fenrir, Adelwolf, Baldwin and Odo." he said pointing to each one in turn. These two are Ansulm's kids, Pipin and Bernard and these two are Dagmar's kids, Ulrich and Waldo."

Fenrir looked mortified, being introduced to a human. I also remembered that Ansulm and Dagmar were among the few Sheps that came back without a feral so their kids had no experience with them.

"Well how about you and I being captains and picking up teams." Fenrir suggested to Arnold.

"That's not fair, Arnold's team always wins." Complained Waldo.

  "How about me and my brothers taking on the rest of you." Arnold offered.

"That would be 8 against 3." Said Fenrir, "That hardly seems fair."

"No that would be 8 against 4." Countered Arnold. "The only special rule is you can't be together in groups of more than 3. You can't just over power us with numbers, you have to use some strategies."

"Oh come on. Your feral can't play; he'll be eliminated in the first minute."

"I told you he's not a feral, he's our brother and he's playing."

"Suit yourself; I'll take great pleasure in taking him out myself." Retorted Fenrir evilly.

"Watch it, he's my brother, he may make you eat those words."

"Oh, come off it, he's just a fucking good for nothing feral. We have one too, they're nothing but losers."

"Suit yourself, but none of my brothers are losers. Get ready to get your ass kicked. It's 8:30 right now, go ahead and make your strategy. We will start at 9:00. Come on pups, lets go."

"Are you sure you want to do this Arnold, maybe he is right, I am just a feral and were outnumbered."

  "No brother of mine is just a feral. Besides," he said with a gleeful smirk, "I think my new brother will be our secret weapon. You were able to evade a whole group of adult Sheps, including my dad for 3 days. I don't think these pups have a chance against you. You are going to be our 'Hunter'."

"So what's the plan?" Grimald asked, a huge grin on his muzzle.

"Yes, how are we going to beat these chumps this time, bro?" Drogo chuckled.

"Drogo, you can stay and guard the flag. Grimald and I will lead, looking for targets. When we find them we will get behind cover and engage them. They will get behind cover but they will leave their backs exposed. While we have them occupied David can sneak around behind them and take them out."

We chose a spot against the bluff with open sight lines that would make it easy for Drogo to protect the flag unless he was engaged by two or more opponents. That meant we had to take them out quickly before they found our flag.

"OK David, you go over to the right about a hundred yards and stay back about 25 yards. You aren't as fast or athletic as us, but from what Dad said you can stalk really well. You do your best to stay out of sight. We will engage them and then you can sneak up behind them and take them out." Arnold instructed me with an ear to ear grin on his muzzle. "They'll never know what hit them."

  While we waited for 9:00 AM to get here, we discussed our strategy. Arnold seemed supremely confident, and his attitude permeated the rest of us. He treated me just like one of his brothers. When it was 9:00 AM we got in our places. Arnold took the point and Grimald was about 25 yards to his left and slightly behind. I moved about 100 yards to Arnold's right and by the time I had run out there I was about 25 yards back just like I was supposed to be. We advanced with Arnold walking point. After about 5 minutes we encountered 3 of the "enemy". Arnold saw them before they saw us.  He managed to pick off Pippin before they saw him, the other two managed to get behind a big rock. Their first mistake was both getting behind the same rock. Arnold and Grimald each got behind a different tree. While one was firing and keeping the enemy pinned behind the rock the other was able to advance to a closer point of cover. They alternated, advancing slowly and keeping all of the enemy's attention on them, while I stealthily worked my way behind them. When I was close enough and had a good angle to get both of them I got in a nice prone position and set up to shoot. I got Bernard in my sights and slowly squeezed the trigger, hitting him squarely in the ribs. He let out a startled yelp of pain, which caused Ulrich to turn in my direction. As I moved the rifle over to him, I flipped the selector to automatic and squeezed the trigger catching him across the chest with a burst of 3 paintballs.

  "Awww Motherfuck" He yelled out in a mixture of pain and disgust. Both of them got up and went to the kill box. (A kill box was set up so once someone is killed they can't go back and communicate with their team members. It was on top of the hill also so you could see at a glance who was killed and who was still in the game.)

Arnold got on the radio and said, "Way to go David! See I told you you weren't going to make us lose." He gave me the thumbs up and continued moving forward. We had just about evened the odds, now it was only 5 against 4, or as Fenrir would say 5 against 3 and a "fucking good for nothing feral".

As we advanced forward we heard a shot, and then hear Grimald curse. He had been hit and knocked out of the game. Arnold hit the ground, rolling in a position to fire at the sniper over in the tree to Grimald's left. The sniper, Waldo, didn't have good cover up in the tree. It was a suicide mission. They were willing to trade one for one because that would cripple us much more than them. Arnold quickly took him out, but he had already radioed his teammates that he had got Grimald. Then Arnold darted to some cover and waiting for the others to attack. It seemed like this was just a lone sniper. But now we were down to just 3 but one had to guard the flag.

  Arnold continued out in the dangerous point position. Then we could see them attacking. Three of them, Adelwolf, Baldwin and Odo were coming at Arnold, dodging from one bit of cover to the next. But they only saw Arnold, so while the cover they were hiding behind protected them from Arnold, it left their flanks exposed to me and I silently moved into position to pick them off. I started with the one farthest back so no one would see where I was shooting from. Odo was zoned in on Arnold so he was easy pickings for me. I got in a prone position and used a fallen log as a gun rest. I sighted him up and slowly squeezed the trigger. The paintball sped to its target, hitting him in the ribs right below the armpit, a perfect heart shot. He let out a yelp between surprise and pain as the red paint oozed down his side almost like he was really bleeding.

As he trudged off to the "kill box", I stealthily got in position to pick off Baldwin. It was almost too easy; they were so fixated on Arnold that they almost ignored me. I moved about 20 yards to my left and set up against a tree for stability. He was leaning with his back to a tree, facing me and looking over his shoulder trying to pick out Arnold. I sighted him in, held my breath for a second and slowly squeezed off the shot. I hit him right under his left pectoral. He gasped, put his hand over the "hit" and swore a blue steak.

  That left just Adelwolf who was now outnumbered 2 to 1. He got on his radio and called Fenrir. "Fenrir, they've shot the others and now they have me pinned down." He paused listening to his radio and then replied. "I think it is Drogo, I think you were right when you thought that they would leave the stupid feral guarding the flag. They have Arnold acting like a decoy and drawing us out, then Drogo is picking us off." I was going to have to cross an open space to get a shot at him. I wasn't worried about stealth right now, we had him surrounded and he couldn't fend us off once I got a clear firing lane. I darted through the clearing and ducked behind cover. "Fenrir, you're not going to believe this, the fucking feral has been the one picking us off." And with that I saw him jump clutching his chest and saw the telltale spreading of the paint from beneath his paws. Arnold had nailed him while he had been distracted by me.

Arnold called me on the radio, "That must mean that Fenrir is guarding the flag. That's unusual for him to stay back like that. He may be up to something. Keep well hidden while we look for him and the flag."

  He hadn't gone 50 yards when Fenrir popped out of a huge hollowed out oak and popped Arnold with a blue paintball. "Woot! We've got you this time Arnold. I told you, you've bitten off more than you can chew. Now I just have to take out that worthless feral and then I can attack Drogo and the flag."

"I wouldn't be too sure of that Fenrir, he took out most of your team. I don't think you can handle him." Arnold replied with a smirk. I wished he would stop antagonizing Fenrir, it was going to be hard enough to beat him as it was.

"Without you there as a distraction, it won't even be a challenge. I'm much more concerned with Drogo. He is a pretty tough hombre. Hey Feral! You're ass is mine now." He said with a malicious grin on his face.

I quietly retreated to the creek and walked downstream in it so I wouldn't leave any footprints. I waited until I came to a tree that had fallen across the creek, climbed on top of it and walked across it until I came to the roots. From there I ran silently to the top of the ridge, cleared the crest and hunkered down to see if he would be able to follow me. To my surprise he was only slowed down slightly by my ploy. He was following me like a bloodhound and I would use that to my advantage.

  I started to backtrack towards our flag thinking that I could ambush him in the narrow section that led to our flag. I was far enough ahead that he couldn't see me so I sprinted back toward our flag. Once I got to where I could see our flag I covered my tracks and climbed the ridge on the eastern side. It was covered with rocks and was even strewn with boulders so it would make a good place to hide. Also I would be able to see Drogo and the flag since he was against the bluff on the western side.

I watched the path and waited. I didn't want to get on the radio and warn Drogo for fear that Fenrir would hear me, plus I was sure I could get him before he got to Drogo. I waited for a while, watching the valley intently for him to follow my path. I could see Drogo right in front of our flag, sheltered by a couple of boulders. I could only see him because of my elevation. That should have warned me but I was too intent on bagging Fenrir.

All of a sudden Drogo jumped and cursed, I could see a blue stain spreading on the top of his shoulder and I realized what had happened. Instead of following me down into the Valley he had gone up on the western ridge so he could try to spot me in the valley, just like I had gone up on the eastern ridge. But he had seen Drogo from there and used the element of surprise to take him out easily.

  "Well Drogo, all I have to do is come down there and get the flag. Your stupid feral led me right back to here and then he hightailed it out of here. I don't know what you guys were thinking letting a feral play. It's not his fault, he's only a human. To expect him to compete with Sheps, I just don't know what got into Arnold." He said as he passed Drogo who was heading to the kill box. "You may as well stay and witness me capturing your flag."

I set up using a boulder as a gun rest and got ready. I had a perfect unobstructed view and I waited as Fenrir moved toward the flag. I had an evil thought. I waited... and waited... and waited... until Fenrir was within 3 feet of the flag and as he reached his hand out to grab the flagstaff I squeezed the trigger and hit him right in his chest over his heart.

He turned my direction and looked at me as I jumped up and yelled "Got you!"

"I can't believe I got shot by a useless fucking feral!"

Drogo was laughing his ass off, "What's wrong Fenrir, can't you even beat a useless fucking feral?" He radioed our brothers. "Hey Arnold! Grimald! David just nailed Fenrir." He paused for a second. "Yeah, right as he was grabbing the flag." Another pause. "Yeah, he got totally schooled." He was now laughing his ass off now.

  My brothers came running over from the kill box. They all reached me at the same time, hugging me.

"Way to go David!" Grimald yelled.

"Well it's a good thing you're a fucking useless feral or it would have been no challenge to beat those chumps." Drogo laughed immoderately.

"See David, I told you you would do just fine. You're my brother and I know you are special!" Arnold said to me as he gave me another hug.

"Hey Fenny, how the hell did you let yourself get shot by a fucking useless feral?" Arnold yelled at Fenrir. He whispered at me with a wink, "He hates being called Fenny."

"Hey Fenrir, we've never had crow before! How's it taste!" Drogo yelled after he had quit laughing enough to send another barb at Fenrir.
 
Fenrir was coming towards me, which made me nervous.  I was sure he would hold a grudge about being beaten by a human, especially considering his low opinion of humans.  I instinctively moved closer to Arnold.  Fenrir approached me sheepishly and said.  "I'm sorry David, I was wrong about you."  He stuck out a paw to shake my hand; he gripped it in a firm hand shake and said.  "You're OK in my book; I would be honored to have you as a friend."
 
He seemed sincere.  It would be awful petty to not accept his sincere apology and offer of friendship so I said.  "I would be honored to be your friend too Fenrir."
 
He surprised me by pulling me into a friendly hug.  "This is kind of weird; I've never had a human friend before." He said with a big shit eating grin on his muzzle.   "I wish our feral was like you.  He is such a dick."
 
"Jeff isn't really a bad guy, maybe you need to give him a chance."
 
"I don't know, he's a real loser."
 
"Fenrir, Jeff may be a lot of things, but I don't think he is a loser.  He was the second best at most things in our tribe, and he worked hard to get that way.  Maybe if you try being his friend he will come around."
 
"I don't know if I can do that, we just don't seem to get along."  It was obvious that there was some underlying animosity that I wasn't privy to so I didn't push it.  Maybe just being around me now that we were friends would help him accept Jeff a little better.
 
It seemed that besting them in this war game was like a rite of passage into this little Shep community that opened the floodgates of acceptance.  The others came up one by one and soon I had 7 more new friends.  I was no longer "just a feral" that "should be on a leash".  I was David to them, and I was one of them now.