the way she says it, almost makes it worry more. but it had little choice; and so, it would slowly start wandering around the ranch.

𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫@madamdirector.bsky.social · last yr.

it will see her again, not to worry.

oh. well, at least it had the freedom of the ranch... would it see her again? or was it on its own now? it felt confused...

𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫@madamdirector.bsky.social · last yr.

the mutt was now free to roam the farmhouse, and even the rest of the ranch. this is its home now.

a confused whine as she started leaving; the mutt awkwardly trying to follow her up the stairs. was she leaving it alone? it didn't expect that.

𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫@madamdirector.bsky.social · last yr.

elizabeth pets it, before walking upstairs, leaving the mutt to its own devices for now. “welcome to the ranch.”

a happy bark was its response; the only sound it could really make now. smiling up at her, it nuzzled against her leg.

𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫@madamdirector.bsky.social · last yr.

liz smiles back and grabs a muzzle, attaching it to the mutt’s face. “good dog.”

the doll can be found locked in a bitchsuit, slowly wandering around.

nodding as liz asked about a muzzle, it smiled. as she spoke of her son, it barked; curious but excited to find him.

𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫@madamdirector.bsky.social · last yr.

“a muzzle? hmm..” perhaps a muzzle would be a good idea. “and yes, my son. i don’t know what he’s up to right now but im sure you’ll run into him.”

raising a le— a paw, it awkwardly gestured at its face; it had thoughts about a muzzle. at the suggestion of her son, it tilted its head in curiosity, a confused whine leaving it.

𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫@madamdirector.bsky.social · last yr.

“good dog.” elizabeth smiles, gently petting it on it’s now smooth head. “my son will love you.”

a slow nod, leaning into that hand on its chin; thinking for a second or two, it then excitedly barked at her, smiling afterwards.

𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫@madamdirector.bsky.social · last yr.

elizabeth smiles back and pets the mutt on it’s head, hold it by the chin. “you can only bark, no words. mutts do not speak.”

happily sliding into its new restraints, it wiggled and tested its bound limbs, indeed unable to escape. looking up at its owner, the mutt grinned.

𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫@madamdirector.bsky.social · last yr.

Elizabeth kneels down and begins to help the Mutt into its new skin. Something new to wear forever instead of that concealing suit.

oh, the things it would do to have been taken along on vacation, and to get a chance to worship that perfect body...

𝓒𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝓛𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻@sinherself.bsky.social · last yr.

ℰ𝓃𝒿ℴ𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓃ℯ𝓌 𝓋𝒶𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃 𝒽ℴ𝓂ℯ 𝒾𝓃 𝓘𝓽𝓪𝓵𝔂

how long has it been like this? kneeling, cuffed, helplessly waiting to be used? it did not know; but it did not care. it was told to wait, so it would wait. no matter how long.

⋆ 𝘿𝙤𝙡𝙡.@tegiturumbrae.bsky.social · last yr.

“ i know you do. we both know you do. no use wasting your last words on obvious lies... ” grinning, it finished up with his last limb, all four tightly bound and locked in a bitchsuit. carefully, it helped him out on all fours, before presenting him the puppy mask. “ look, your new face... ”

𝓓𝓸𝓶 𝓛𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻@puppybassist.bsky.social · last yr.

“N-No please! I don’t want that…” He pleads and begs as the hood goes over his head, followed by the collar, there’s nothing he can do. Dom was going to lose his mind, and become just like it… “A-A few days?” He asks, trying so hard to resist as it forces him limb by limb into the suit.

smiling silently, it crawled towards her on all fours; wiggling its rear to mimic a wagging tail once it reached her.

𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫@madamdirector.bsky.social · last yr.

Elizabeth gets it ready and commands it to come forward. “It’s time Mutt.”

a weak little nod, looking back at its new owner; smiling behind its featureless face. then, a soft exhale, wondering what was next.

𝓒𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝓛𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻@sinherself.bsky.social · last yr.

“Such a Good Doll~” Cirice whispered into its hear and pulls her fingers out, wiping them against its suit.

“ far too late, my dear pup... it's already bonding the suit to your skin as we speak. don't worry, you'll soon forget you ever were anything else... ” grinning, it pulled a hood over his head, leaving only his eyes, mouth, and nostrils free now. placing a collar over his neck, it firmly [++]

𝓓𝓸𝓶 𝓛𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻@puppybassist.bsky.social · last yr.

“mm- mmh!” He shook his head, not that it would get him anywhere now and now he watches in horror as the Doll uncuffs and recuffs him to put the suit on him, folding him like a pretzel to get him in the posture, legs and arms tightly bound. Then, Dom noticed… The Glue, oh god… It was going to—

“ yes, miss. of course. that's reserved for humans. ” once again nodding, it quickly dropped down on all fours; excitedly waiting for the bitchsuit once it saw that.

𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫@madamdirector.bsky.social · last yr.

“Now, get on your hands and knees, Mutts don’t walk on their hind legs.” She commands, walking deeper into the home and taking out a bitchsuit from a closet.

indeed, it soon tensed up around cirice's fingers; screaming into its unrelenting gag as it violently came, muscles tensing up throughout its body before going limp, relaxing.

𝓒𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝓛𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻@sinherself.bsky.social · last yr.

Surely not… Cirice was finger fucking it by now, nearly fisting it. It cannot last much longer.

how long has it been like this? kneeling, cuffed, helplessly waiting to be used? it did not know; but it did not care. it was told to wait, so it would wait. no matter how long.

⋆ 𝘿𝙤𝙡𝙡.@tegiturumbrae.bsky.social · last yr.

a brief nod in acknowledgement, fingers lightly tracing the collar around its neck, smiling as it felt it. “ naturally. i am your mutt. that is all i am. nothing else. ”

𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫@madamdirector.bsky.social · last yr.

“Good Mutt.” She leads it into the farmhouse, she grabs a collar and slips it around its neck. “Your name is now Mutt, not Doll. That is no longer what you are.”

“ oh, don't be like that. we both know it's what you want, no? ” with a giggle, it slowly began helping him into the suit, piece by piece; uncuffing and recuffing each limb as necessary, the glue already present in the suit. soon, only his face remained, and it removed the gag.

𝓓𝓸𝓶 𝓛𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻@puppybassist.bsky.social · last yr.

He can’t respond, he can’t object, he can’t agree, he’s forced to watch as it lays it all out for him… It has the ultimate decision over everything now.

it only barely registered the compliment, so pleasured, so close; surely it wouldn't last much longer this way?

𝓒𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝓛𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻@sinherself.bsky.social · last yr.

“Good Doll.” She says, fingering faster and faster, taking such pleasure in watching it squirm.

“ perhaps i should seal you in permanently. nice bit of glue... lock you into a bitchsuit, make you my own useless little mutt. ” a soft giggle, as it started laying out the parts of the suit; a bitchsuit and puppy mask already were included. with a grin, it looked up at him.

𝓓𝓸𝓶 𝓛𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻@puppybassist.bsky.social · 2y ago

his heart was pounding as he watches it cut his hair, buzzing it, then shaving it, not a single strand remains now, he’s entirely smooth, he’s lost a part of himself. now, all he can do is watch as it brings him a suit just like it. he was throbbing in his cage, leaking too…

another nod, quick and weak; back briefly arching at the third finger, but continuing to meekly accept it.

𝓒𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝓛𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻@sinherself.bsky.social · 2y ago

“mine.” she growls into it’s ear, fingering faster and faster, slipping in a third finger now.

a slight hiss as it squinted against the sun, holding its hand up to adjust more easily. regardless, though, it followed closely. “ that sounds perfect, miss... thank you. i won't let you down. ”

𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫@madamdirector.bsky.social · 2y ago

she smiles and brings the doll outside, the sun instantly hitting it’s sensitive eyes. elizabeth leads it to her farm house. “you’ll be collared, and you’ll lose everything that makes you even somewhat human. you’re now a mutt.”

lonely doll. it misses being used.

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oh, please? anything she wants. it's desperate.

𝐸𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝐷𝑜𝑚𝑟𝑒̀𝑚𝑦@godspromise.bsky.social · 2y ago

happily.