<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=76933.msg3502487#msg3502487">Quote from: DngrMse on 20-08-2010, 03:26:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Allain-Emelin Chodomer - DOG CAGES With Scamp and Mimi<br/><br/>I left my paddle back with Mimi, and was forced to lean down, and slap Scamp's rump with my hand to get him moving along at a decent pace.  <strong>"Not so hard, is it?"</strong>  I guided him back through the corridor, leading to my examination tables.  There were a number of canes hanging on the wall just in front of the corridor, and I selected a nice, long, and flexible one, and gave it an experimental Swish-Swish-Swish through the air in front of me, and nearly struck one of two workmen that were in the process of making a hasty exit. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Scamp yelped slightly in surprise as he was smacked, spurred on by the man, increasing the speed of his awkward gait. His eyes lock on the cane the trainer selected, bright and wide with fear, shying away from it slightly.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">I gave a tug on Scamp's leash, who was still looking terrified, and with a nice stinging swat across his ass with my cane, sent him scrambling along in front of me.  <strong>"Up here, Scamp.  Up you go!"</strong>  I led him to the table directly behind the one Mimi was positioned on, and with little more than a tug, and a swat got him up, and the short tether clipped to his collar.  <strong>"Paws like this, puppy, and hind legs apart.  Head up!  Tail up!"</strong>  I pressed down on the small of his back, until he had his spine curved just so.  <strong>"Very good.  Stay like this, and do not move."</strong>  I prepared his two syringes, a sterile alcohol wipe, and swabbed down my planned injection site on his ass, then darted the needle into his flesh, and pressed the plunger down.  The second followed, wipe, stab, push. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The tug forced his attention back on what he was doing, and the searing sting of the cane elicits a sharp, pained yelp.<strong>"Ahhh!"</strong>He scampered forward and then up on the table as a single reddened line appears on the pale skin of his rump. Perched on the table, he obediently positioned himself as best he can, trembling like a leaf. His spine bowed gently as the trainer's hand pressed down, and he looked up at the man, whimpering softly. The whimper turned into another series of yelps as the syringes buried themselves in his flesh.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"There, nothing at all to a good dog like you, Scamp!"  I gave his rump a friendly pat, then proceeded with his exam.  Or started too.  Mimi was looking around, and not in the position she was supposed to be in.  <strong>"Mimi, you don't stare, and turn, and gawp, like some common mutt.  Stand the way I showed you."</strong>  I tugged her back into position, and streaked her ass with the cane once for good measure, forcing a startled yelp from her.  Turning back to Scamp, I started my examination.  Head, ears, eyes, inside his mouth, teeth.  All normal, healthy, then ran my hands over his body, no blemishes, or marks, no signs of muscle weakness, bones straight, and strong.  I moved behind him, and slipped my hand between his legs, cupping his balls, hefting them, feeling with thumb and fingers their internal structure.  Normal.  Then his cock, wrapping my hand around it, thick and solid, and stroked him several times, gripping tightly, before rubbing my thumb across the tip of it's swollen head.  Wet with precum, good.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Still trembling, the boy turned scarlet red as fingers forced their way past his lips, into his mouth. The body that is no longer his, not really, is poked and prodded and evaluated like a piece of livestock. The pet lowered his head and moans softly as his cock is inspected. While not as enhanced as many male pets are, the attention, and the sight of the squirming rear end of the girl in front of him were enough to agitate the young dog. He looked up curiously when it is done, watching with curious, speculative eyes.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">I needed lube for the last check, and seeing where his eyes were focused, on Mimi, and her wet exposed sex, I had an idea.  I stepped to her, and slipped a finger inside her soaked pussy, shunting it in and out, until it was thoroughly wet, and Mimi was trying to thrust back against my hand.  Poor tortured little thing!  I returned to Scamp, and grabbed the root of his tail, and holding him still, pushed my Mimi soaked finger into his anus.  Prostate, small and soft, internally smooth, and clean.  <strong>"All done, Scamp.  Good dog!" </strong> I slid my finger in and out of his ass several times, before withdrawing, and turning away to gather a few things from the enameled white cabinet against the wall.  I took a 1.5 liter bag of fluid, and dropped it in the warming tank, a long length of rubber hose, and the inflatable enema nozzle (http://www.medicaltoys.com/ExtraLarge-Double-Enema.jpg), then grabbed a portable IV stand and wheeled it to Mimi's table.  <strong>"Now then, Scamp, you get to watch what happens, when puppies are naughty!"</strong><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>His curiosity was soon matched by dread as the trainer withdrew his finger. Head lowered again, he assumed a slightly more subservient position before the moment the trainer griped the base of his tail and plunged the finger into his rear. The dog shuddered softly, clearly used to the intrusion, and waited in quiet humiliation while his interior was inspected. When the degrading inspection was finally over, he watched in timid fear as the poor girl in front of him received considerably more unpleasant attention.<br/><br/>She cried out in a language he didn't understand, and as her discomfort grew her composure clearly began to erode. He looked at her pleadingly, despite knowing that, in her position, with the tube buried in her rear, she couldn't see him.<br/><br/><em>Please be quiet. Please...don't give them more cause than they already have...</em><br/>