I've been on Zity for a few years but notice the Petplay threads are poorly attended.
Petplay has been an activity I've enjoyed for some time.
Recently (a couple years) my role shifted and I don't get much chance to be a puppy.
I still have a great love for petplay and wondered if there were others out there that would like to share stories (fictional or not) as I enjoy reading them but seem to struggle to find many.
To get the ball rolling, find a story below. Based on real events, and made more readable.
My partner at the time liked to spend some evening with me as her puppy. This usually started by being sent up stairs or arriving home from work finding a note to find an array of item on the bed to be worn. The rules were simple, remove all clothing and wear only what was provided. Once the final item is in place I am to be a puppy, act like a pup (walk on all fours, not allowed on furniture) and talk like a pup (barks and whines).
This particular time I got home from work, dropped of my bag and found a note in the living room that night was be a puppy night. On the bed was a collar with leash looped over the bed frame, rubber tail plug, ear hair band, a blindfold, ear plugs and a note stating I was allowed on the bed. Seems I wasn't to know when she was arriving home. Within 5 minutes I ws naked but for my ears, tail and collar, blind and deaf to the world curled up on the bed.
My partner would usually arrive home about 30 minutes after me due to the shift she worked, but with the lack of sight or sound it felt long. It might of been, at the time I didn't think to ask. The first thing I know about her arrival is a gently hand running down my side. I lay as I am unable to tell if you wanted me to do something or stay still, disobeying will result in a spank despite the fact I can't see or hear her to tell either way. Nothing, I must have guessed right. After a short time the hand runs this time gently teasing my nipples. Knowing better than to sigh or gasp or moan I let out a happy yip, to which each nipple gets a long kiss with her tongue carressing it in a slow slightly sucking kiss. Yip, I must have been a good boy recently. A gentle breeze plays across my freshly kissed nipples giving them a slight chill making both nipples and cock grow hard. A short break and I feel her wait shift on the bed then suddenly a hard pinch on one nipple then the other. I let out a surprised noise as clover clamps bite down on my nipples and very quickly get a slap to the butt. I had been caught by surprise. I quite like the clamps for short periods but over long periods everything that once felt good starts to ache and then hurt.
I feel her lean in, breath tickling my ear, and faintly through the ear plugs I hear, "I am going for a shower. You. Stay! These...", she punctuates with a flick of a clamp, "... were going to come off when I'm done. Now..." a flick of the other clamp "they are staying on for the evening." I let out a small distressed whine as she pulls away from my hear and I'm certain I heard a faint chuckle fade away as she does.
I lay there on the bed waiting for my owner to return. As I wait I occasionally reach up to fondle the clamps, they haven't been on long so are still feeling good. However I don't want to do too much and risk my partner doing anything worse to my nipples. After some time I am alerted to my owners return when a wet towel is tossed on top of my knocking the clamps. I managed to turn another surprised noise into a yip. I lay there still for a minute to see if she heard. No spank. I got away with it. I shift and roll to remove the towel and knelt on all fours, swaying my his to get the rubber tail wagging. The clamps were feeling good for now, the attention before the shower had got me excited and the tail was making the plug wiggle around. I was begining to feel excited and wanted my owner to know.
Nails gently run down my back from neck to tail as I arch my back. I feel the leash shift against my collar and that tickling from her breath against my ear. "Come. It's dinner time."
I am helped from the bed as this ia problematic on all fours, doubley so when you can't see or hear. I spin around and go down backwards with my partner guiding my legs, as I do I manage to knock the clamps off the side of the bed. They are still feeling nice but I suppress and happy noises because this is meant as a punishment. I don't want here thinking I'm enjoying it as there my be worse she would do. I am lead from the bedroom and to the stairs which I take backwards on all fours, "There are some things this breed can't don't" I recall the partner saying during a previous play session. I am lead through the living room and into the dining room and to the opposite side. The collar is pulled tight, I can't see it happening but I recognise it, the leash is being tied to a radiator. That means in front of my will be my food and water bowl.
Again the tickle near my ear and another run of nails down my back. "Good boy. Dinners in front of you. You're keeping the blindfold and ear plug. You have 10 minutes, after which I'm taking the bowls away. Enjoy."
I feel a playful slap on my butt and a wiggle of my tail then I'm alone. I reach out with my paws till they knock a bowl and move to lower my head. I can smell something delicous but as I lower my head my nose meets something thick and at room tempreture. So the cooked meal isn't for me, I've got something else. I reach out with my tongue to taste the bowls contents. It's a very thick almost congealled gravy, and contains chunks. My minds whirling, she isn't trying to feeed my actual dog food is she? I can't smell it over the smell of the cooked meal but it feels like it. Is that why my owner didn't remove the blind fold? I pull away, this must be a trick. However why now, I skipped lunch and feel starved. She couldn't have known and chosen now to be this evil. She has threatend me with this in the past when being a bad boy. I let out a growl in frustation at the situation I've found myself.
There is a gentle hand on my back as my owner comes close to my ear. "I thought you said you had to skip lunch today. Aren't you hungry? If not I can take it away."
I had forgotten about that text. Slowly I began to realise that she has finally decided to go through with her threat. I let out a pityful whine.
"Then be a good puppy and eat your dinner." Her hand moves and guides my head back to the bowl and I feel the leash adjusted to remove the slack.
"For that growling at your dinner, you now only have 5 minutes. Eat up quickly pup."
With less slack on the leash I found I could move my face much. I can easily reach the food and just about reach the water bowl but couldn't move away. Being held this close I could smell the cold meat and thich gravy. Stealing my self I lower my head and begin the lick the gravy. It feels cold and a bit slimy in my mouth and I can taste nothing but a strong meat gravy flavour. After the first lick I need water to wash away the taste, I can reach the bowl and fill my mouth. A couple deep breathes before I try again. Back to the food. This time, licking at the gravy wasn't as bad. Having drank had moistend my mouth and the gravy would water down a bit making the flavour less intense. So I got back to the water and alternate a few times until I find my mouth is watering by itself as I lap up the gravy. And when did I start wagging my tail? The gravy wasn't actually that bad once I got start so I stealed myself and tried to get one of the chunks. By now my face was covered in gravy and the chunks where slippery from the gravy making my case they with my face. I managed to get some between the bowls edge and my mouth, caught it with my teeth and lifted my head best I could so it would drop into my mouth. The chunk was soft and mushy and felt more left semi solid gravy than meat. It just tasted like more gravy but the texture made me half gag to begin with, I swallowed then coughed on reflex. That stopped the wagging for sure.
Once the cough had stopped I felt more hungry than before now I had eaten something slightly more solid than gravy. I went back down and hunted another chunk, this time it was easier and now I knew what to expect I could chew and swallow although I had to concentrate not to gag. More water helped and after a few more bites gagging wasn't even a problem. From there I got distracted with my head bobbing up and down retrieving meaty chunks and fast as I could my hunger disappearing. Shortly before my owner pulled me head out of the bowl I was begining to enjoy dinner time like this. Apparently my tail was wagging again. My partner pulled the bowl away and left bringing me a peiceof jerky as a treat and patting me on the head before leaving again. I stood there on all fours chewing a jerky strip and lapping at water whilst the left over gravy sat dripping from my face. My owner was going back and to, I could feel the breeze of the door opening as they did. I assumed they were washing up so I lay down on my side to wait. As I got down I knock one of the clamps off the floor and it sent a shock through my nipple and I left out a yelp. I had lost track of time but apparently by now the clamps had made my nipples very sensitive to the clamps being twisted slightly one pressed against the floor. I quickly readjusted and went back to waiting for my owner. After they were done a towel was rubbed against my face removing the left over gravy. The leash releases some slack and I feel it gently move towards the living room. With a gentle tug for encouragement I get up on all fours and follow the lead to the living room.
The leash leads to the edge of the sofa. I come to a stop sitting on my haunches and can faintly hear something from my owner. I lean closer to see what she said. In unison I just hear her say "I said lay down." as you tugs at one of the clamps in a downwards direction. I yelp and follow it down feeling here release as I get half way to the floor and continue the rest of the way myself laying beside the sofa facing towards my owner. After a few minutes like this waiting I feel a head reach down and begin stroking my hair, down the side of face and the side of my body, and then back up.
On one of these circuits the hand stops at my ear, gently pulls out the plug, and say "Roll Over", I do as instructed and hear a slightly muffled "Good Boy" before the other ear plug is removed.
"Close your eyes" she said as she reached for the blind fold and carefully removes it so as not to remove my ears. I lay there with my eyes closed and waiting "Silly puppy. You can open your eyes now."
I open my eyes of the living room dimly lit by one lamp I am thankful as my eyes are feeling every sensitive. My owner is layed on the sofa with her puppy laying on the floor in front of here and netflix open on the TV. She begins watching a movie with her arm dangling off the sofa occasionally, gently, running up and down my side or stroking my hair and we lay there in contentment watching the movie.
That is until about a hour into the movie my nipples have gone from highly sensitive to a gentle throbbing feeling. As I shift the get more compfortable the slight movement of the clamps whilst I move is enough to send discomfort through me. Up until then I have manage to keep quiet, as I shift my owner is asks if I'm okay and I bark in reply. But after an hour I let out a yip as I adjust how I'm laying and knock a clamp against the floor.
"Poor puppy, do your little nipples hurt?"
Bark
"They look all red and render. Are why?"
Bark
"Is that enough punishment for you?"
Whine and nods head. Nodding the head was a mistake but I didn't realise it yet.
"Poor boy. Okay you can come up and lay with me. Come on up and lay beteene my legs". She sits up, back against the end of the sofa.
I eagerly scramble up trying to be careful of the clamps and after several dashs and yip I get layed between here legs with my back against hwere chest.
"Do you like being up on the couch?"
I bark as my owner wraps are arms and legs around waist and torso.
"Lean back and tell me something little puppy"
I lean into the cuddle and Bark.
"Do puppys know how to nod their heads?"
Damn, now I realise my mistake. I let out a whine, shortly after I feel and realise the hands that where hugging where percisioned below the clamps and at the same time both of them are flicked. I jerk and yip and the clamps twist with the motion and then jiggle as they go back still.
"Well I guess your just going to be stuck like this till the end of the movie, don't you?"
Whine, followed by another flick and a yip.
"I'll ask you in another way then. Am I going to doing this till the end of the movie?"
Bark
"Good Boy.", flick, yip.
The rest of the movie, about another 30 minutes, was spent laying, wrapped in my owners arms, her legs no longer wrapped around my waist with me having accepted my fate. When ever the urge took her my owner would do something to the clamps. Flick, twist, tugging, tapping, or gently rubbing them, each time getting yips, whimpers or whines from me whilst she whispered encouragement to me, to take the punishment, learn from it, to be a better puppy, to be a good boy. By the end it was slightly hypnotic and I lay there only making small whimpers whilst you tormented my nipples andwhispered encouragement. I think the last 5 minutes or so we continuous but it was a little hazy and difficult to be sure.
What I do know is once the movie had ended and the credits had finished rolling I heard whispered into my ear, "Now be a brave boy for me, hold your breath. 1. 2. 3." and she removed the clamps slowly. My nipples immediately began to ache and throbe more than ever as I left out my held breath in a loud bark. She held me tight whispering encouragement again as I lent into my owner and whined like the punished puppy I truely felt like. Once my whimpering started to quieten I began to feel every close to sleep. My owner ordered my off the sofa, took me lead and lead me upstairs to find at some point in the evening she had set up my puppy cage at the end of the bed. Without a word she lead to the open cage door and removed the leash. With a pat on the butt I entered the cage and my owner locked my in for the night. I curled up my blankets and was quickly asleep.
Some time later that night I woke in my cage, I could hear my owner in the bathroom getting ready for bed. I got more comfortable and felt my sore nipple brush my blanket in a nice way. I let out a satisfied growl. A short time later my owner came in and saw me half wake in the cage.
"Whos my good boy?" I let out a sleepy bark.
"Yes you are, and remember, good boys don't make messes in their cage. Do they?" I let out another sleepy bark.
"Good boy".
My owner gets in to bed and I hear her make a sigh of pleasure. Looking up I see her sitting up in bed and is gently rubbing herself between her legs. She soon sees me watch and begins to play with her nipples.
"Its nice having nipples that aren't too sore to play with" she says with laughter in her voice.
My owner leans back and I can barely see her as she reaches down and brings up a wand vibrator. She begins with it between her legs and seems lost in her own pleasure and all I can do is listen to the sounds of her pleasure as I slowly fall back asleep.
The following morning I wake up to my owner opening the cage and helping me out. She helps me stretch out my limbs a from the cramped night and very quickly becomey my partner again.
Since then I have asked and never got a straight answer when I ask about that meal. I am not not certain if it was genuine dog food or something she made herself. I have eaten it several times, with and without blindfold and it looks convincing. When ever I ask I get almost identical replies each time. "Don't worry about it. I will always do what is best for my puppy."