Allain-Emelin Chodomer - DOG CAGES With Scamp and Mimi<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Onegai! Don't! Don't hurt me!"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>That couldn't have worked out easier.  As Mimi opened her mouth to beg, the gag went in, and I pressed on the levers on either side to ratchet it open.  As she attempted to spit it out, by opening her mouth wider, I opened it more.  The bit portion of our dental gags, at least the ones I was responsible for, were padded.  These were expensive animals, and I wasn't going to risk chipping doggy teeth against bare metal.<strong>"There.  I think talking won't be a problem for you, Mimi!"</strong>With thumb and finger, I reached into her mouth, and pinched the tip of her pink tongue.<strong>"Puppies bark, they don't talk.  Maybe this will help you learn."</strong>I gave her one nice, hard, open hand slap to her ass, then turned to retrieve the enema bag.  In passing, I turned to swat Scamp's bottom too, and called over my shoulder,<strong>"We're both going to be very good dogs now, yes?"</strong><br/><br/>I paused at the cabinet I'd rummaged through earlier, and considered a wide array of dangling weights, which came in different sizes, and shapes, some belled, some plain, ranging from 60 grams, up to half a kilo, and selected a nice bell for Mimi, 140 grams, the edge of it's delicately fluted rim was lined with tiny silver plated brass spikes.  Just the thing to keep her from rubbing those wet little thighs together.  I carried it, and the enema bag back to my charges, and sat the weighted bell on Scamp's back, just where his tail sprouted from the top of his rump.<strong>"Don't move, Scamp."</strong>Enema first.<strong>"Posture, Mimi, don't look around, and stare!  Head and tail up, back curved!"</strong>I hung the enema bag on it's hook, connected it to the rubber hose, then the hose to the enema nozzle seated firmly in Mimi's rather attractive rear.<br/><br/>I opened the tiny valve at the base of the nozzle, then thumped the clip sealing the enema bag, and watched as it sagged, it's contents spilling down through the tube and into Mimi's bottom.<strong> "Don't you move, Mimi!"</strong>I pressed down on the small of her back, just in front of her tail, forcing her to keep her back bowed, and hips rotated, exposing her as much as possible.  I allowed two thirds of the bag to drain into her before closing the valves, first on the nozzle, then on the bag.   The temperature of the PH balanced fluid drained into her was just above body temperature, which would delay the cramps.  For a short time.  I slid the IV stand out of the way, and retrieved the weighted bell resting on Scamps hips, swinging it back and forth, making it ring, Ting-ting-tating, musically as I carried it to Mimi.  Her clitoral hood was pierced, and reaching between her slightly parted legs, I found the ring, and snapped the weighted bell on it.  I let her gradually feel the weight, it was going to be heavy, supporting it fully at first, and gently lowering my hand until her exquisitely sensitive hood stretched...supporting it's entire weight.  She would discover the spikes when she tried walking.  This rather made me grin.<br/><br/><strong>"Mimi....stay!"</strong>, I commanded, then turned to Scamp.<strong>"You are going to help me teach Mimi to be a good little doggy."</strong>I unsnapped the short tether from his collar, and tugged.<strong>"Turn around here, and down we go."</strong>I slipped a hand between his legs, tracing the tip of one finger from the base of his balls, to his puckered anus...pressing cruelly when appropriate, as he made his way awkwardly back down the stepped ramp.<strong>"We learn to sit first, Scamp."</strong>I adjusted his posture, knees, and ankles apart, the pressed down on the top of his hips, until he 'sat', with his ass resting on his heels.<strong>"Your paws too..."</strong>, and shoving, pushing, and occasionaly swatting his rump, got him into position.<strong>"This is easy Scamp.  This is "sitting."  Keep your tail up over your back, like so...and head high."</strong>Once decently positioned, and displayed.....puppies weren't allowed to hide any part of their anatomy, and all the poses where designed to display them in complete detail...from wet pussies, and milk leaking tits, to hard, pre-cum slick cocks, they were on display.<br/><br/>I stroked Scamp, from the back of his head, down over his curved ass,<strong>"I'm bringing Mimi down now.  You bark at her, "bark bark!", when she's doing it right."<br/></strong>Dropping Scamp's leash on the ground, I turned to Mimi, and un-clipped the tether from her collar.<strong>"Turn Mimi, down the ramp..."</strong>There was already a thin sheen of sweat decorating her body, glistening across her shoulders, and back, and down over her curved bottom.   A thin stream of doggy drool hanging from her gag-opened mouth, and the studied look of concentration that was on her face convinced me the enema was beginning to make itself felt.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>