Nicole Duval - The breeders

"Alright, you now have six-month-old adolescent dogs." Jason challenged her openly. "What are the next stages of training and why?"

"At about six months, depending upon the maturity and comprehension of the individual animal, the second training stage is begun. The young dogs are taken from their cages one at a time and taught to associate sexual activities with rewards. He is masturbated by hand and given a reward each time his sex organ becomes thoroughly excited and hard. We must compliment him and reward him, making sure he realized it is the act he has performed for which he is being rewarded with the candy or whatever. In this way, the animal learns that he must perform on cue, never must he act without command… the final stages of this training comes later in his maturity, of course. When he has become hard, more than sufficient for insertion, he must be patted on the organ and made to understand that the humans are pleased with him for becoming hard. If he becomes exceptionally hard, then he is generously rewarded with several pieces of his treat." Carolyn paused. She was embarrassed in spite of herself, in spite of the actual participation in the training day after day. "May I get a drink of water?"

Jason nodded his head. He was delighted that it was difficult for her to talk about the work. She had grown so outwardly noncommittal lately that there had been no stimulation for him in weeks. Perhaps her "indoctrination" had not been complete. Jason smiled. He would try to see that it was!

"Ready now?" he asked when she returned.

"Yes."

"Is this the sum and substance of intermediate training?"

"No. No, not at all." She must learn not to hesitate, Carolyn thought. Jason had something on his mind today and she was sure it would not be pleasant for her. The frozen smile had returned… and that meant unpleasantness in store for her. She wondered what it would be. It was hard to concentrate. "The intermediate training includes four phases, basically – the one just mentioned, rectal insertion in the animal, licking the female parts, and watching the lead dog complete the full sexual act."

"Explain." His words were ceasing to be quite so harsh and the cold smile more noticeable. Carolyn felt a small shudder cross her back. Something was afoot. Something.

"Well, rectal insertion is for the gradual preparation of the male – or female if specially ordered – to accept the insertion of the man's penis. It is accomplished by gradually inducing the trainer's gloved finger, greased of course, into the animal's rectum while masturbating his organ so that he associates the pleasant feeling, the sexual reaction and the reward with the penis insertion. He must realize that these things may be done to him separately or at the same time. A buyer may be a woman who wants vaginal insertion by the dog… or a man who wants to ease his own penis in a tighter orifice than a woman can provide… or a buyer who wants an all-purpose animal who can and will do anything at any time, or even both at the same time. Acceptance without nervousness of the rectal insertion and the masturbation must, again, always be rewarded."

Jason waited for her to continue. She was doing quite well. But she was embarrassed and uncomfortable. He liked that. Maybe he could make her just a little more uncomfortable.

"Mario," Jason said in that ominously soft voice, "Mario, why don't you leave the cages until later. Pull up a stool and listen to Carolyn's lessons. It might be… stimulating."

His tone was suggestive. He meant it to be. Only a hint to Mario was necessary. His one-track mind could be triggered so simply. He waited until Mario closed and locked the cage and had seated himself on the adjacent stool, knees apart, his tight pants straining over his generous tool. Hmmmm, that should make the girl nervous… especially when the conversation excited Mario. Hmmm, yes. The stupid dolt always fell right into his plans without even realizing it. Sitting there like a brazen street walker with legs apart, like a male madam, all cock and no class.

"Continue, Carolyn."

"Where was I?" she murmured, visibly shaken that Mario had been asked to participate. What did Jason have in mind? "Let's see… masturbation, rectal insertion… the young dogs are taught to lick the vulva of the female."

She could feel the blood beginning to rise already. Why did she have to blush, why? It would only make things worse. Better continue. Maybe they wouldn't notice. But she knew they would.

"This is easily accomplished by greeting the young dogs in the nude – at least, nude from the waist down – whenever you are about to attempt any sort of training or stimulation. The dogs are affectionate and eager to please and they will immediately come to sit before you. Since they have already been command trained in obedience, you can tell them to sit and they will stay in that position… which puts their heads at about the right height to pick up the scent from the woman. Their natural instincts will tell them after a day or two that this is something exciting and they will naturally tend to lick at the source of the odor. Some dogs will immediately start licking over the entire exposed area of the woman. Some must be encouraged by holding their heads to your legs… or spreading the lips with your fingers… or if necessary, by laying down with your legs apart so the lips are wide parted and having a second party…" she looked with embarrassment at Mario, knowing she was blushing deep pink, "… by having a second party lead the dog up to the vaginal area and gently pushing his face into it."

"The natural instincts of the male animal will take over with patience. Once the licking training is begun, the animal's time between her legs should be increased a little each day until he is eagerly spending fifteen minutes to a half hour constantly licking. When the lesson is through, of course, he must be rewarded… both with his favorite treat and verbally."

"Very well said, Carolyn," Jason taunted deliberately, letting his lewd stare crawl up her body from her crotch to her lips and back to her crotch, smiling when his gesture made her pull her legs together and stand in an uncomfortable position. "Don't you think so, Mario?"

"Yeah," he grinned, licking his lips, running his tongue over the even white teeth while he stared at her. "Course, she really knows what she's talking about, boss. Bet if she laid all the Danes end to end that have licked her off, the last one could piss on the Kremlin!"

Carolyn blushed deeper and glared with hate at the young man who sat on his stool and ran one stiff finger up and down over his tightening pants. Jason chuckled and nodded his head.

"Go on, Lollypop," Mario jeered. "Tell us the rest of your fairy tale."

"You should know all about fairy tails, Mario Santos!" Carolyn raised her voice at him. "You spaghetti-eating queer!"

"Now, now," Jason purred at them with the malignant voice of an evil Piwacket. "No squabbling until the whole lesson is over."

Carolyn glared once more at Mario, breathed deep through her nose and tried to continue in a normal tone of voice. It wasn't easy, not with the two of them leering at her like the perverts they were. Money, if it wasn't for the money… and that awful film of her… she would find a way out of this hall of horrors this very night.

"The final stage of the young dogs is to watch at close range, clipped to the floor rings four or five feet from the dog stanchion table, while the lead dog has… relations… with the woman on the table."

"Close relations!" Mario kibitzed. "You mean like incest and raping-little-Ruthie and sucking off Uncle Joe? Close relations."

"They should be permitted to watch, required to watch the lead dog frequently. The odor and his full scale participation will teach them the final stages. All that remains, then, is the practice sessions until each dog is dependable and can perform on command. Each dog should be exercised and practiced with for a half hour each time. The frequency of the exercise is dependent upon the buyer's requirements of the dog or his ability to learn rapidly."