Flashback Friday: From Bully to Bulldog

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“Speak boy, speak!”

“Woof!”

“Good boy!” Taylor was pleased with the progress that Erik – aka Ripper – was making. Recently well-off after selling an app he had created, Taylor couldn’t believe that his high school bully had responded to his job posting for a groundskeeper – someone that could help with both the large lawn and the pool maintenance.

Of course, Taylor had lost considerable weight and cleared up his skin since their high school days, using that money to invest in things like a personal trainer, Lasik, and some hypnotic motivation sessions. The rest had been invested, and he was now able to cash in on that with his recent home purchase. It definitely was going to be too much for him to handle on his own, but he wasn’t sure if he wanted to regularly see his old tormentor around his new place.

Yet as he thought back to his sessions with Coach, he remembered that Coach had mentioned he also helps to train subs and pups. Soon he was reaching out to Coach for some special recordings.

Erik would not be kept as a dog all the time, for help truly was needed with the yard and pool, but having that trigger to make him an obedient dog was simply too tempting. Still unaware of who his new boss was, Erik agreed to watch the training videos about maintaining the place. Of course, these videos were filled with subliminals that stripped Erik of both his will and intelligence. That will disappeared further as he accepted that obedience is pleasure, and pleasure is obedience.

He obeyed the suggestions to become more simple. He was becoming dumber and dumber, for even when he was not a dumb dog, he was to be a dumb poolboy. Becoming so simple simply felt too good to resist, and Erik made a natural subject as his brains drained down to his cock – and out of it. Soon he seemed to only be think with that dick, but he did not need to think. All he had to do was obey. Obeying was so simple.

Obeying felt good. More and more, Erik became Ripper. A dumb dog poolboy. Ripper soon was forgetting what his old life was like. He would never remember or realize he was being programmed by his former victim. Those were the kinds of things that would require him to think, and thinking had become so hard. His dick was hard. It’d be so easy to just think with his dick. Obeying made his dick hard. Ripper accepted that obeying a Master was so natural for a dog like him.

Despite his resentment of his former bully, Taylor could not deny that Erik had developed a nice muscular body – muscles that would only grow bigger as he became the muscle dog Ripper. Soon he was using Ripper in more personal ways, loving it especially when Ripper begged for his favorite bone. “You want this, huh, boy? Beg more boy. Beg like the lowly dog you are. Beg down at my feet where you belong.”

Taylor had especially become aroused today because it felt like Erik had truly become that obedient dog now known as Ripper in every way. He no longer questioned that a jockstrap was his uniform, and all his chores were done without complaint. Best of all, he instantly transitioned from poolboy to dog to back when triggered, and he instantly complied with all commands. Although Taylor had enjoyed seeing Ripper beg for that bone, he was ready to take things further today.

“For having been such a bad boy in the past, you sure are such a good boy now. And good boys get to enjoy being pounded by Master. Bend over, Ripper – it’s time to prep that hole.” And after a rimming session that did just that, Taylor enjoyed a nice long fuck session with his obedient poolboy dogslave. Ripper was so happy, hoping to earn more fucks soon.