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Day 3. - Impact day

Priestess had told me the previous day that we were going to try impact play. It’s something she has a lot of experience with while I have no experience. I mentally prepared myself as best as I could, not that I was afraid per se, rather I was anxious. From the tummy slaps from day 2, I had a feeling that I would enjoy it more than I had assumed, and Priestess thought so as well.

Upon arrival needless to say that once I saw Priestess I was already heading to sub space, she just has that presence that warms me up inside. Priestess inspected my dick and because of some bruising around the foreskin due to the cage, she decided that there would be no chastity until it’s healed and a better cage is found. My orgasms are still in her control, but I had grown to love the chastity cage, so I’m very eager to heal and find a different cage so I can be caged for her again.

We left the house and went to the toy store to find some balls and frisbees, both as a birthday gift for another, but this lil pup also got his own ball to play with, and it is a very cool bouncy ball. I’ll note that during the day I wore the pink thong she had bought me which feels so nice on me. After the toy store we had breakfast and walked around the town center for a little bit. I remembered and was vigilant to be on the danger side of the road, and a little behind Priestess, just like she wants me. We then went to thrift store again as Priestess wanted to dress me up in some more clothes, she kept saying I was her barbie doll to dress up and I loved it. I have a very effeminate nature and being her Barbie doll was exactly what I wanted. I don’t have much experience wearing women’s clothes but I am very eager to build up my fashion, and also be dressed up by Priestess. At the thrift store we found several pieces of clothing including a rhinestone body suit that was absolutely bougie and beautiful, and just so happened to fit on me. Priestess and I both liked it and got it as well, however there are more items of clothing to pair with before pictures will be taken.

After arriving back at her home, I tried a few pieces of clothing before it was time. Priestess had asked me last night to choose heads or tails, I never bothered asking why, but it just so happened that heads meant tied with my hands up on my feet, and tails was strapped to the bed, for impact play. I had chosen tails and the bed it was. Priestess was very kind, communicating to me what was happening as she strapped my ankles and pulled them to the sides of the bed leaving my legs restrained, my exposed butt in the pink thong facing her, but my head facing away. I couldn’t see what she was doing but she started with her hand, building up intensity as she swatted my bare butt and legs. Asking me how the pain was to which I responded a 2/5. Then she would ask me if I was ready. I would learn every time she asked me if I was ready, that meant a good one was coming. Bringing her hand down and slapping my ass with force, enough to make me jump and yip. There was always loving rubs and kisses after the hard ones (Hard to me at least), it was extremely comforting and helped the whole experience run smoother when Priestess would comfort me after the harder impacts. She moved on from her bare hand to a hockey puck on a stick, at least that’s what I think it was, I couldn’t see it. That was the one the hurt the most, and Priestess brought it down hard enough that I’m going to have some nice bruises for a few days. Finally she ended with the flogger, which was nice when it was soft strikes, and then the hard ones were very firm. Priestess would ask me regularly how I’m feeling and where my head was at, checking in making sure I was okay. It was hard to formulate much else than simple answers. The pain was good, it was pain for a purpose, and that purpose was for her pleasure, and that made the impact enjoyable. I know there will be physical reactions to impact when it gets harder, which I’m sure it will, I cannot speak to that yet but I can tell you that my head was swimming in a mix of pain, pleasure, and purpose. Impact was very impactful.

I received many snuggles after that, I think Priestess knows how that can be a harsh change and something that is delicate to play with and she was very happy with me. Of course snuggles with Priestess make me so deeply warm and magical. It’s soon becoming my happy place, thinking of it when I’m not even around. I got another absolute shock when Priestess kissed me right on the lips, immediately making my head fuzzy. If I could guess, that was the reason that she did. She knows that my mind shuts down for her, lost in a place that she sends me too. Kissing me was one of those things. It wasn’t romantic, or endearing. It was loving, and it was passionate, the kind of kiss that takes away every other sense and captures you. The fleeting disappointment of when her lips left mine. My mind coming back into focus and just then she would do it again, it messed with me pretty hard. I must have been a good boy to have earned that, little did know that it was only the start of sending me to another place.

This next part is going to a little difficult to piece together, to be honest my mind was somewhat shut off. Memory was not functioning correctly among other things. It started when I told Priestess I really enjoyed being slapped in the face, she kissed me and then slapped me, telling me to say thank you Priestess, that first slap made me hazy. The second one I was in sub space, completely. Priestess commanded me to sit on the floor, not like a person, like a puppy, I got on my knees and Priestess corrected me, my legs spread apart, my hands between my legs, my back up straight. This was exactly the space I was in, being trained by Priestess, learning what her commands were. She attached a leash to my collar and pulled me into the living room. Throwing the frisbee to make me fetch it and bring it back to her, playing tug of war with a squeaky bone, until her command to drop it. Crawling on my hands and knees, losing myself in puppy space, my mind was far at this moment. Not quite gone, but distant. In puppy space but not so deep I was forgetting who or what I was. That is until she sat in her swing, stopping me from using words, only barking. One bark for no, two barks for yes. Guiding my pitch to the right place, barking at me deeper to make me submit. This was the moment Priestess pulled me in between her legs, with her clothes on and telling me to sniff. I had never done this before, frankly I didn’t even think to do this at all, but the smell of Priestess making its way through the material to inside my nose hit me like a train. That was when I was completely in Priestesses puppy space. I could not think, I could not reason, I was in another state of mind. With each inhale I felt more euphoric, there was something that was happening in my mind. Like a drug entering the bloodstream for the first time, the change in chemicals in the brain and the addictive feeling that comes with it. Priestess pulled me up and told me to fetch my squeaky bone, and then told me to look up when she squeaked the bone, before pulling my nose back between her legs. “Squeak”, my head lifted looking at the bone. Followed by a good boy or a good dog and pulled back between her legs. I could feel the instinct to stay nuzzled and sniffing her intoxicating aroma, but the squeak noise was a command, and I obey commands from Priestess. A few more times on this before she told me to lay down. Only using the word “down” as I dropped to my side and laid at her feet, again another word command, “stay”. Frozen in position as Priestess used my body to push herself in her swing, her feet right next to my nose and lips, teasing me, almost challenging my obedience. I was not given permission to lick or sniff, though I had such a desire to do so.

If I remember correctly after telling her puppy she was very turned on, absolute music to a puppy’s ears she then asked if this puppy was thirsty. “Bark Bark” was my reply, meaning yes. Priestess took out the dog bowl and filled it with water and put it on the floor. Correcting my position and drank from the bowl on the floor like a dog. It didn’t matter, I was in puppy space. That’s what dogs do.

I am afraid a lot of my ability to emotionally process what was happening was not “online”. I was in a very deep space and state of mind that no thinking was needed. The only thought was what command would come from Priestess, obedience to that command, and the desperation to be inhaling her scent one again. She brought me back into her room on the leash and with her command told me “bed”. No hesitation as I went to by dog bed, and laid down as she left the room. I’m not sure how long she was gone for, but she came back in telling me to get up and showed me her fingers, glossy, covered in Priestesses wetness, before I could even process that, her fingers entered my mouth and with absolutely no hesitation I licked and sucked. First the smell, and now her taste. Her fingers feeding me her drug, the taste in my mouth just as addicting as the smell, the same reaction occurred. Dependency on her wet yummy taste, the number one favorite puppy treat. I don’t think I even thanked her while in puppy space, but my whole body was coursing with appreciation, admiration, and addiction. She left me once again as I laid down in such a state, It took a while for mind to return from that complete puppy space. Though my mind was returning, the pheromones were still at work in my brain, something was changing.

Priestess Invited me up on her bed and it was time for snuggles. No puppy will ever refuse snuggles. Happy I nuzzled myself into her body and continued my come out of puppy space. Now since the chastity cage was off, leaving my bruising time to heal, Priestess took that opportunity to tease me, first observing the absolute mess in my thong, I believe there was so much leaking that it had made a trail from the tip to the base of my dick. I was not expecting to be touched by Priestess, so my mind was running wild, my breath choppy and rugged, my noises uncontrollable as she touched, prodded and rubbed in such drool manifesting ways. Priestess loves her mind games, she’s very good at it. She held my foreskin closed and told me to put it away. I knew she meant I needed to go from this uncontrollable throbbing and make myself shrink. The mental fortitude that it took, to clear my mind, ground myself and not stay hard was so incredibly difficult, I was in full concentration. It took a while however I was able to shrink to Priestesses glee, pulling my thong over and covering me once again.

A slight jump as there were events to explicit to post at this time.

That was the end of the fun, back to more snuggles, I was in a definite state at that moment and I know Priestess knew it, she even went to change, but came back and let me sniff her wet panties. I had to ask for another smell before she took it away. The mutt in me was desperate for it, rewriting my mind and replacing it with her. I can’t fully describe what’s going on inside, only that it is taking over like a tsunami, washing over me with such force and breaking down my island, but replacing it with shrines of her, constant beacons to stay and remind me of my place at her feet. No part of me is free from it, it feels as if it has encapsulated the very essence of my being. Whatever is happening, this rewiring of my core, is still happening and I don’t want it to stop, I want Priestess to take over me. Throughout the next few days those images and feeling would re enter my head with such force that it was difficult to focus on anything, hypnotic almost in the way it breaks into me.

Priestess mentioned at some point In the day how lucky I am, and she was completely correct. I’m extremely lucky, my own self feels shocked and jealous of what is happening, and what I was able to do for Priestess. I’m her puppy, her Barbie, her mutt, her crotch obsessed mutt, and the most obedient dog I want her ever to have.

No one can tell me otherwise.

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Meeting the Polycule ~

Yesterday Priestess allowed me to come to her home and meet some of her polycule, this was a real treat as I know they mean a lot to her, and her house demands a certain respect and energy. I would be lying to say I wasn’t nervous to meet the others, I wanted them to like me and accept me as well. As soon as I arrived I forgot why I was worrying. They were very kind, and the home made me feel right at place.

Priestess was wearing a sundress which made her look very at place outside in the sun. I sat with Priestess, talking with the others, observing like a curious pup in a new environment. Priestess new how to calm me down, head scratches and giving me my frisbee to chew on. Laying on the blanket she set out as I chewed my frisbee at her feet. I was a very happy puppy. Priestess would test me and pull at my frisbee but my puppy chomp is very tight, I don’t know if Priestess could even pull the frisbee from my teeth if she tired, of course I’ll let go as soon as she wants me to. While outside Priestess didn’t tell me her commands, she just pointed, or patted her thigh or to the place she wanted me to come too. At one point outside she pointed to the floor and I bent down to which she pushed me to my side and petted me. That did a number to my heart, that’s exactly what you’d do with a dog.. and Priestess did it to me.

Priestess brought me with her to get lunch for everyone, the car ride was more opportunity to talk and learn more about her soul. I love getting to know Priestess like that, I also love knowing what she likes, I only need to hear it once and this puppy will remember it. Her sandwich order was a number 6 with only mustard and mayo with a bag of ms Vicky’s chips. My puppy mind noted and stored that.

The Polycule had surprised Priestess with a dog bed, but she told me I needed to earn it first. I must have been doing something right because she laid it on the floor and told me I could sit in it if I wanted too. Of course I wanted to, the bed called to me so I sat in it. It is so soft, and it makes me so calm and happy being in it. It’s a puppy space and a safety thing. I completely understand why dogs love their beds so much, they are safe spaces. I was so calm and at peace I fell asleep in my dog bed, curled up listening to Priestess doing what she was doing around the house, I quickly drifted off. I woke up to the sound of her calling me over, where I received wonderful head scratches. Priestess has done that for me during the day many times, keeping me so calm and at baseline, but this time it was overwhelming. My head on her lap, receiving loving pets from her, a deep damn started to leak from inside, tears welling up in my eyes. They were not bad tears. They were tears of a lonely pup so so happy to be there. I don’t know when I stopped dreaming of having this, but I did stop at some point in life, it was unnecessary hurt to yearn and long for something that I believed was just fantasy. Yet here I was. A dream come true, the block I had put on my self dissolving to Priestess. I didn’t want to cry so soon, I didn’t fear that she wouldn’t like it, I just was so happy in that place I wanted to stay in a good place.

With a little more control over myself Priestess brought out the training collar, and put it around my neck. The tag inscribed with “Under Consideration” on one side, and “ Property of Priestess” on the other. The collar clicking around my neck, the sound filling my eyes as my body responded, as well as my heart. I am her property. I am her pet. This collar is a reminder both of my training period, but also of who I belong to. It was the first time I have ever been collared, and I didn’t allow myself to pour energy into this collar, as when I am adopted I’ll be given a new, permanent collar. All of the energy I have for this collar i want to put into that, help me to be patient and understand my place. I can’t help being overjoyed about the collar though, and I won’t stop myself from that feeling. This pup was collared, and that’s how it was going to stay.

That was not the end of my spoiling, if you had asked me if I could be any more happy than I was at that moment, I would have told you no. Priestess had other ideas, she was going to bring out the happiness from me whether I knew it was there or not. This is when she showed me that she had bought me a pink thong to wear over my chastity cage. I was so utterly gleeful about it, such a gift for her property. I quickly rushed to put it on and it looked so adorable and hoy for me.. and Priestess thought so as well. It didn’t end there as Priestess decided to take me to the thrift shop to look for crop tops as she wanted me to wear during the summer, and we found two shirts. I may post them here, I haven’t decided yet, but they are so cute and I love them so much. Thank you Priestess.

The time was fast approaching for me to go home. After a little modeling for Priestess and compliments from the others, I was very lucky to be laying on her bed, petted and head rubbed. Her touch gives me such warmth. Taking me to some place that I have yet to familiarize myself with. Luckily she grounded me by pulling on my thong and slapping it to my skin. I think my chastity cage shrunk or my locked dick responded by trying to grow erect pretty forcefully. Everything she does messes with my head, not in a bad way. She feels like a siren as I’m wading through a boat, a voice that enters in and pushes the surface thoughts to the side, digging down to the depths of the sailors soul, the song she sings doesn’t change his mind or his brain, rather the siren is expert at finding those deep buried desires, and picks on them like an instrument, the notes rising from the depths as the music comes from the outside and from within. The siren doesn’t lie, it is showing you the truth, and that is what really traps you.

Before leaving for the night Priestess was giving me belly rubs for the first time, making me so squirmy, my hips were really difficult to keep down. She even touched my cage over the thong, feeling how tight she was making me, of course that only made it squeeze more but I wanted her touch even when I’m denied any pleasure from it. I was getting lost again, my dreamy eyes heading for the water. She gave me a light slap on the tummy before she told me she was going to do it harder. She brought her hand down and slapped my belly. I know that wasn’t “ hard” especially for someone like Priestess. However I was stunned, I have never been slapped before by someone I admired, it was such a complete shock to my system it brought me right back into my body. I forgot how to speak for a moment, my eyes wide and my breath deep. A completely new feeling that overwhelmed me. She did it a third time and I couldn’t help but mix between a yip and a moan. Priestess even pointed out that she had made a mark on me, I looked down and sure enough there was her hand print. Seeing that took my mind for a roller coaster ride. Slapped and marked, my pain to her pleasure, at the same time giving me pleasure.. it’s something I don’t know quite how to describe. Priestess tells me I am going to like impact play, having never done it before. I can see why now, she knew it before I could. There’s no better way to describe her influence on me than a mindfuck, a siren song that captures each level of consciousness and what lies beneath.

Driving home I was on cloud nine. Part of the reason it messes with me so much is because there are feelings Priestess gives me that I don’t even know how to describe or formulate. Regardless, the day was incredible. The best day I have had in a very long time. I’m going to be a patient boy, but if this is any indication of how it will look after adoption, then I will do ANYTHING to get there..

Enjoy the pictures ~

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My First Date with Priestess ~

This is the beginning of something magical.

To preface this, I was not anticipating anything at all. I had an interest in making connections, and I was on a specific app that was brought to my attention. I downloaded it, made no efforts to swipe a lot. If we’re being honest, swiping apps are crushing for pups like me. Rejection is a real deal and it is just rejection over and over. However two days later I got a match with someone. After a bit of banter I asked for her Snapchat, this girl seemed really neat. It makes a lot of sense now how drawn I was to our conversations. Even though I didn’t know about her wants for a puppy. It all came out naturally over messaging but it was not until the date that my whole being was brought to its knees.

I had planned to meet Priestess for Coffee in the morning. I was exceptionally eager to please her, that was obvious. She had told me to be ready for chastity before I had even come. So I had the feeling that was going to happen. The problem was my body was responding in such anticipation that as soon as she walked in I couldn’t remember what I was going to do or say, I think I stared at her too much but I couldn’t help it. It felt like I was in a surreal dream and it was only the beginning. It took so much mental effort to focus, I didn’t want to come across as weird, but the way we stared into each others eyes, it was grounding. I could feel our eyes melt away as our aura met. Telling me what to order, ordering me to clean up, it was instinctive, I didn’t have to think. It just happened. There was more than just my body obeying.

Our date transitioned to the park, but again I was starting to feel surreal. If I could point to the moment I remembered most, seared into my mind like it was branded, was when she told me to come. “Chase come”.. I feel that something broke in me. Not in a bad way, but like the way a glow stick has to snap to be lit up. It lit up inside me, deeper than the tummy rumbles. It was more than just a call to follow physically. She was asking me to give myself to her. To follow her deeper into this feeling. I was helpless to it. I didn’t want to stop it even if I could. On the outside I was giddy and happy. Inside I was losing a battle I had fought for so long. “Be free” my soul told me, “follow her”. It was reactive from then on. Every minute I spent with her felt the way it was supposed to. Of course I was still giddy and overly eager. However I wasn’t nervous, or anxious. When she told me fetch the frisbee when she threw it, there was no second thought. My body moved before I could process what had just happened. All I know is I wanted to fetch that toy. I wanted to be a good boy for her. I wanted to obey her.. it was shocking to discover that want was deeper than physically sexual. I yearned to do it. I had never done anything like that before, let alone at a public park, but any feelings of resistance vanished in a blink of an eye. The train crashed through whatever reluctance or shock I had. Even with the pangs of humiliation from being seen. It wasn’t important. What was important was getting that toy. And bringing it back to her. I wanted to play. Not like a person plays with another, how a dog would play with a person.

We walked past a restroom and Priestess ordered me to check if it was unlocked, which I did, and it was. Before I knew it a bag was given to me and I was told to put it on. I knew what it was, I obeyed. I went into the park bathroom and put on the chastity cage. Not for me, but for her. There was no doubt in my mind. I put that cage on and as soon as it clicked and locked, to my surprise relief washed over me. I thought I would be nervous, Instead it felt right. I was giving up my loneliness, my orgasms, my lack of control. Rather, I was giving it to her and the soul of puppy chase just smiled. I was not nervous, I was thrilled. Warmth filled me up inside. So much so I felt so disappointed that Priestess gave me the key to bring back. She was right of course. Don’t give your key to someone who you just met. That’s the smart thing to do. I was not thinking with my head. My soul wanted it.

The rest of the day was just perfect. From the conversations to the intense eye contact to the head rubs. Don’t even get me started on the head rubs. I must have been a good boy to earn those. My internal puppy tail was wagging so hard I could feel it. Another very real moment was when Priestess looked at me and told me “You are mine”. She just knew exactly how to pull right at the core of my being. And she knew that I knew it. Even though at the moment I’m Under Consideration of Priestess, she gave me a window to the finish line, and there was no argument in any part of me. I was going to make it there.

There’s two very distinct channels that were opened and with emotions coursing through. The first was from inside me, calling out to Priestess, the puppy instinct to please, obeying every command that she gave me, focusing on her and what she wanted. The second was Priestess calling out to me. Inviting me to give in to her. Give into my instincts. Be a good boy for her, the goodest boy I can be. Just like the cage, it wasn’t being puppy like for no one. I was going to be a dog for her. The dog that she wanted. The same dog that is so deeply ingrained in my inner sanctum. Fitting like a key to a lock. I knew it, it was no longer a want, it was a need. I need to be adopted by her. Become her property, her pet, it was about her. That was natural. No heavy thought went into that. It worked underneath the surface. Was I turned on? I’m sure I was. But I don’t even remember, and that should tell you precisely what happened.

It was an amazing day. I loved it more than I could describe with my limited words and narrow vocabulary. I’ve been good enough to be under consideration. I can’t tell you how overjoyed I am. Maybe I’ll finally get to be the puppy I always wanted.

Till next time ~