“No, you’re not intruding at all. I’m sitting out in the pool with Dusty,” I informed him.
Ted knew that Dusty had become mine, and he was happy for us. When I first told him about my desire to be with Dusty, he was very excited for him. He was excited for me too, but more so for Dusty to become a forever friend to a good home. Despite my accidents with Mia and Johnathan, and now that alcohol was no longer part of my life, I offered more than a good home for Dusty.
“I won’t take too much of your time, but I just wanted to call and tell you that a few of those college-aged kids tried coming back to The Pound last night. Of course, they weren’t permitted on the property. They were pissed, but eventually left the lobby without incident.”
“Thanks for the heads-up. Dusty and I didn’t have any intentions on coming down to The Pound for a while. We enjoy it there, but we’re happy here at home,” I explained.
“That sounds great. How is Dusty?” Ted asked.
I smiled as I watched Dusty continue his playful torpedo moves. I wondered what that heavy sheath between his legs felt like as he moved through the water.
“He’s wonderful. I’m so glad that I took him in that night.”
“I knew eventually he would find the right home. He’d played with many masters, and many of them were good to him. But when it came down to it, most of them just played like that on the weekends. They weren’t looking for anything forever.”
“I was looking for the right one.”
“I don’t think you’ll find another with a heart like his and dedication to being a pup,” Ted offered.
“He’s very dedicated to it. I try not to let us stay in that dynamic all of the time. I worry about the strain it has on his body.”
“The knees?”
“Yes, exactly. I worry about his knees and feet. Even the backs of his knuckles still get red from time to time,” I admitted.
There was a slight pause before Ted spoke again.
“Mmhmm. An everyday human pup’s body has to be sturdy to withstand a lot.” Ted paused again before starting back up. “I’m going to throw this out there. I run in some interesting circles. I know a guy, who knows a guy that does some very unique … procedures of sorts.”
“Procedures?” I wasn’t following him.
“He might be able to perform a procedure on Dusty that would help enhance his already strong body. Perhaps add some permanent canine aesthetics,” Ted loosely suggested.
My cock stiffened as my mind ran wild. Someone could possibly make Dusty’s body handle daily pup duties better?Oh my God … the permanent canine knotty cock sheath.Then when he takes me, it would truly be spontaneous. We wouldn’t have to wait for a time when he had it on. My mind was ready to explode with crazy ideas when Ted chimed in again.
“He charges quite the price, but he’s exceptional at what he does. Think about it, though, and maybe talk to Dusty. There is probably something this guy could do to lessen the impact on Dusty's knees and joints.”
“I’m going to be very honest; this sounds amazing, and my mind is already running wild. Dangerously wild.”
Ted’s laughter made me smile. I was sure he was thinking a lot of the same things I was.
“I would never mention that to someone if I thought their pet wouldn’t go for, or if they were weekend players. But Dusty, well, he’s been dedicated like this ever since I met him five or so years ago.”
“He’s very dedicated, that’s for sure. However, he still has a family he talks to and even sees a few times a month. His parents and siblings are here.”
“Gabe, I suggested a few enhancements, not a total transformation. Think about it. How hot would that make you to have dinner with his family, knowing that under Dusty’s clothes he was your bionic pup?”
“Very hot. This is all very exciting, Ted. I’ll talk to Dusty.”
“After we get off the phone, I’ll text you a link to a website. It’s all about masters and their human pups. While they’re not surgically enhanced at all, it showcases people who are very serious about this dynamic. You might be able to get some ideas on creating and designing your pup.”
“You’ve blown my mind open today, Ted.”
“What’s even better is that Dusty would love this. I don’t think you’d have to work at convincing him at all.”
“I’ll talk to Dusty, and we’ll go from there. Are you able to send me the contact number for the guy who might be able to do something?”
“Yes, his name is Gray, and you can find him in a dark corner online. It’s in a place called the Mortality Market. Don’t forget to look at the other website I’m going to send, but I’ll send the link for the Mortality Market and how you can find Gray also.”
