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Hello my furry friends. After a long hiatus from writing I am back with a new lease on life. I have mostly moved into my new house in the woods and best of all I finally have a mate. The handsome young White Wolf, TheCelt, has agreed to become my mate. He is the David to my Woden, and this chapter is dedicated to him because my heart does definitely wear his collar and leash!

All I could think about was the next time I would get to reaffirm my love for my Master. After we finished, we went up to the fly bridge to relax while Roland cleaned up after our lunch. My master sat on the bench seat and I straddled his legs, sitting on his lap, face to face. Even with the added height of sitting on his lap I still had to look up to gaze into the eyes of the lover I totally idolized. I knew I was the luckiest being on Earth, either man or Shep. I reached up to lovingly stroke his strong masculine jawline, which made him smile.

He pulled me close to his massive chest, and whispered in my ear. "David, I love you so much. I am the luckiest Shep there is now that you're mine."

"Master, promise me you'll never leave me." I have no idea where the thought came from, but I added; "Or sell me."

My Master pushed me away to arms length and stared piercingly into my eyes, I could see hurt and pain in his face. "David, how could you even think such a thing? You are my lover and you mean everything to me. They would have to rip you from my cold dead hands before anyone could ever get you away from me!"

"I don't know why I thought of that. I guess since I'm your pet, I am a possession that can be disposed of when you get tired of me."

"David, I thank God every hour that I have you. Yes, in the eyes of the law, at least as it stands now, you are my possession. And I do own you, but only like a man owns his lover, the same way that you own me. I am your captive every bit much as you are mine. My heart wears your collar and leash and no one else's. And it wears it GLADLY." He bent forward and licked my nose, causing me to giggle. "I swore to you I would never leave you, and I am a Shep of my word. I don't want to hear that from you ever again."

I buried my face into the hollow of his neck, breathing deeply, getting intoxicated by the scent of my lover. "I'm sorry Master, I should have trusted you. It's just that I have always been alone until now, and after being with you, I don't think I could ever survive alone again."

"Don't worry, you won't have to. I will always be there for you."

He ran his fingers sensuously through my long black hair as we hugged each other. With my irrational fears calmed I was able to concentrate on the sensation of my Master's fingers running through my hair. I couldn't suppress a moan as I started to stiffen. He brought his muzzle up to my ear and started nibbling on my earlobe. No one had ever done that to me before and it was like the nerves went straight from my earlobe to my member which stiffened rock hard almost immediately. I pushed my hips forward until my erection was against my Master's washboard abs.

"You liked that, huh?" he said around his teeth, directly into my ear. I could just gasp in reply. He continued to nibble down my neck, I leaned back exposing my neck to those potentially deadly jaws. He sucked a small circle of my skin into his mouth, and continued to suck on it for about 30 seconds. While it was somewhat painful it was incredibly erotic also. I knew my Master was marking me as his, I would wear the mark proudly.

He continued to lick and nibble his way down to my nipples. He took my right one into his muzzle and ran his tongue around it, it was like a jolt of electricity went through me. I involuntarily thrust against his abs, causing my member to slide slightly out of my foreskin and unleash a volley of precum onto his sexy belly bumps. He took my left one in his right paw and rubbed it in circles. I was on sensory overload, just vaguely aware of my surroundings now. It was almost like I was in the beginning phase of the effects, even before I was actually exposed to them.

My Master cradled my back and gently adjusted our position until I was on my back underneath him on the cushioned bench. He continued working his way down, pausing at my little inny bellybutton to swirl his big Shep tongue around it before working down my treasure trail. He slid his body down until that big Shep head was directly above my groin. He gripped the base of my cock and then snaked his tongue down inside my foreskin, making laps around the head inside my man sheath. He then wrapped it the whole way around the making another gusher of pre explode from it, which my Master so adroitly captured without missing a drop. He then dropped down further and put my knees over his shoulders as he dove for my nether hole. He raced around my track and had me moaning almost violently. I pulled my legs up even further and shamelessly begged my Master to take me.

"Please Master, don't make me wait any longer!"

"Oh, I think you need punished for doubting my love for you!" My Master said with an evil under tone on his voice. He teased all around my hole, every now and then taking a quick stab at it with his thick tongue. I thought I was going to cum several times from the incredible feelings my Masters tongue was producing, but he expertly backed off each time I was on the edge. My balls were actually beginning to hurt, so desperate were they to spill their load. I reached down to stroke myself. He playfully slapped my hand away.

"Bad pets don't get to pleasure themselves while they are being punished!'

My Master continued to tease me for another few minutes, then he finally grabbed that massive muscle of love in his right hand, peeled back his sheath and guided it to my well lubed boy hole. He hilted me in one thrust, as "punishment" for my lack of trust in him. I howled in pain but upon hilting me he released a volley of precum that immediately sent me on an effects high. I was so addicted and sensitive to my Master's effects now that just the thought of it could give me a flashback, but when I received a massive jolt like I had just received, the reaction was swift and total. My submission was immediate and complete. My Master wasted no time, he hammered away with the power and ferocity of a feral German Shepherd, intent on marking me as his personal property. Each vicious jab of his huge cock jostled my prostate, and within seconds I came WITHOUT touching myself. But with my Master continuously shooting precum like a feral dog, there was no way my erection was going to subside. I just plateaued a little when I had my orgasm and then continued to climb unexplored peaks of passion! Through my stupor I looked up to see my Master, his eyes glazed over in lust and totally out of control of himself. He wasn't punishing me, he was demonstrating to me how passionate his love for me was, marking me as his so I would have no doubt that I was his life mate. He started to growl like a feral and brought his powerful jaws down to my throat. I leaned my head back, exposing my throat and submitting to him completely. His jaws clamped down on my throat in mating bite and he drove his massive cock deep into me. He was down to the short sharp thrusts that would seat his knot deep in me as he tied us. I could feel the blood starting to drip from where his long canines had slightly broken the skin, but all that did was cause me to tilt my head back further to demonstrate my complete submission to my Master. That was the last thing I remembered with any clarity because at that point he exploded deep in me. I was already at the edge of consciousness from the effects, but when he came in me it was enough to completely short circuit my mind. I started to cum violently and then I blacked out completely.

When I started to come to consciousness, we were on our way back to the marina, we would be heading home. As fun as the fishing had been I was excited to be going home. Even though my Master was with me, I was already starting to miss my new family. I was slowly coming down from "the effects", and still in a state of almost total bliss as I rested in my Master's strong but oh so tender embrace.

"Well David, I'm sorry the fishing is over, but I need to get back to take care of a few things."

"Well, I'm not sorry." I said in my semi-coherent befuddled state.

"I thought you enjoyed the fishing!" my Master replied with hurt in his voice.

That snapped me back into reality somewhat. "Of course I loved the fishing, and even more I enjoyed being with my Master. But what I meant is that I am excited about going home, this is the first time I've ever had a family and I miss them too." I said and buried my face into that massive furry chest. I could feel his huge pectoral ripple under my head as he brought his right arm around my neck to hold me tight to him, his bulging bicep cradling the side of my head.

"David, I'm sorry that I reacted that way. You're the only being I am ever insecure around, I want so much to live up to the trust you put in me. It drives me crazy when I think I've failed you." He said softly into my ear.

"Master, it is not possible for you to fail me. I know everything you do, you do out of your love for me. Any time I am with you I feel a contentment that I never had before in my life." As I calmed down and my adrenaline rush abated the "effects" began to kick back in and I fell back into that blissful state.

When I finally came back around we were already back in the limo on our way back home.

"So you're finally awake Sleeping Beauty." My Master said as I finally opened my eyes.

I smiled groggily. "Yes Master, but I don't think your 'punishment' is going to deter me from being a bad pet!" I said with a giggle.

He put his arm around my neck and gave me a quick Dutch rub. "You impertinent ungrateful little feral." he said in mock seriousness trying to keep the laughter out of his voice. Then he hugged me close to him. "David, I love you so much." He didn't say anything else, but then nothing else really needed to be said.

We arrived home and my brothers charged out the door at the first sight of the Limo. To my surprise they ignored their father, screamed "David" in unison and tackled me. In my surprise they were able to pin me down and lick my face with "doggy" kisses. My Master was laughing uncontrollably as I tried to escape the onslaught!

They finally calmed down enough that they had stopped licking my face when my Master said; "Well don't I get any kisses? I mean I'm 'only' your father." They got up from me, screamed "Daddy" and gang tackled their father, who let them bring him down and do the whole face licking thing all over again. When they finally let my Master up, we all walked toward the house. Mom was at the door to meet us. She gave my Master a big hug and kiss, then she came over and gave me a warm motherly hug and a kiss on the forehead. "Welcome home David, we all missed you."

We all went into the living room. My master sat on the couch and talked to mom about what had happened while he was gone. The boys and I lay on the carpet watching television and my sister sat in a recliner. She seemed a little shy of me. I still had trouble following television. I had never seen it before I came home with my Master and it was just so fast paced and the Sheps were so different from our little tribe that I was always a step behind the action. But just being with my family made it worth while. But my Master could see I was having trouble keeping up with it and he said, "Arnold, why don't you and your brothers get you bikes and take David on a tour of the grounds before dinner?"

"OK Daddy, let 's go pups!"

"But Master, I don't have a bike!" I looked at him imploringly.

"Of course you have a bike, you can't get around with the boys without one. They ride them everywhere. Mom had one delivered while we were gone."

I guess it was going to have to come out; "But Master, I've never ridden a bike, I don't know how!" I turned a bright red in embarrassment, hanging my head.

"I hadn't counted on that," my Master said thoughtfully. "Arnold do you want to teach David how to ride a bike?"

"Sure I'd love to, Daddy! Come on David I'll show you how!" He said with his boundless enthusiasm for life that I was beginning to find was his trademark.

We stopped at the bike rack in the garage and waiting there were two new bikes that were much larger than the others. Arnold pointed to them, "the one with the skinny tires is your racing bike, for when we go on long rides on the road. Mom and Dad usually come on those. The one with the fat knobby tires is your mountain bike. That is what we usually ride when we are riding the grounds or out with our friends, just in case we want to ride off road."

They each grabbed their bikes and I grabbed my mountain bike. Arnold demonstrated how to ride. Then I tried it with him standing beside me and steadying the bike as I pedaled shakily. I fell a couple of times, but Arnold continued to help me. Grimald and Drogo gave words of encouragement. There was already a hierarchy in this little pack and Arnold was the unquestioned leader. I guess I would have to wait to find out where I would end up. But it was already obvious that I would not supplant Arnold as the leader. Hell, I would already follow him through fire just like his dad, his presence was just so powerful.

I was able to stay up pretty well by the time my Master sent a a young servant to tell us dinner was ready.

"Master Woden sent me to tell the young Masters that dinner will be ready in a few minutes." He said to the pups, but mainly to Arnold. He completely ignored me other than the one quick look of utter contempt and hatred that no one else saw. I barely saw it myself before he masked it.

"Thank You Gofer, tell Daddy we will be there as soon as we get the bikes put away."

"Yes Master Arnold." he said with a smile and a deep bow. As he turned I saw him smirk at me as he ran off to give my Master the message.

"Arnold, why is he named after a rodent?" I asked.

"What?"

"You called him Gopher, you know, like the rodent."

Arnold chuckled and said, "No not Gopher, Gofer, his job is the boy that goes for stuff."

"Oh, what's his name then?" I asked.

"Like I said Gofer. He's a domesticated human, we don't give them names. We just call them by their title. They are dull and unambitious, almost like cattle."

"But you call me by my name."

"Yeah, but you're our brother, not a servant."

"But I'm a human, just like he is." I retorted.

"Yes you are a human, a real human! Not one of the dumbed down excuses for a human that the collective produced. They bred the human spirit out of them. Why do you think Daddy loves you so much. Why do you think we love you so much. You have more spirit and zest for life than some of us Sheps do! You're one of us, don't ever compare yourself to one of them, there is no comparison!"

Arnold made it clear that there was no arguing this fact, and that the subject was closed. But despite what he said Gofer looked dangerous to me, he wasn't the easy going compliant domestic they thought him to be, I was sure of that!

Dinner was ready when we got to the house and got washed up. It was a wonderful meal of fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, corn on the cob and rolls fresh from the oven. I tried to control how much I ate so I wouldn't look like a pig, but Mom kept piling more on my plate. But it was delicious so I wasn't about to argue.

After a dinner of apple dumplings with ice cream, my Master said he had to head downstairs to the office to work with the second in command or Number Two as he called him for short. I tried hard two suppress a giggle, we always called taking a shit a number two. So my Master, left and the rest of us headed into the living room to relax over some TV. I was laying on the floor with the boys while Mom was sitting on the couch and Brunhild was sitting in her favorite chair.

"David, why don't you come up here and sit by me?" Mom asked.

"Sure Mom." I got up and sat next to her. She pulled me close in a very motherly hug and just held me. Boy that was something I realized that I really missed. It brought vague memories of my mother back to me, happy memories of when I had a mother and a father. Like I did now. I hugged her tight, possessively, and an understanding passed between us. We held each other tight until the movie we were watching was over and she had to put the kids to bed.

While she put the kids to bed, my Master came back upstairs. I ran over to meet him and jumped into his arms. Those massive arms caught me easily, and my Master's face lit up in a smile. "Well it is obvious I made a much better choice than Number Two." my Master said chuckling.

"Why do you say that Master?"

"He isn't very happy with his feral. He claims his feral is willful and resentful. He still can't trust him off of a leash even at home. I knew he shouldn't have got such a strong willed one. Number Two can be domineering to the point of being sadistic, and you aren't going to tame a strong willed feral that way. I bet if I would have captured you and tried to force you to my will, you would have behaved the same way."

I thought about it for a second and grinned. "You're right, Master. But you are smarter and kinder than him, that's why I love you and why I have surrendered to you completely." I said as I gave him a big wet kiss.

"I bragged about you quite a bit, reminding him that you have never worn a leash in your life. I told him all about our honeymoon. Talk about jealous. But I don't think he will ever understand why he isn't getting results with his feral."

"Didn't he capture Jeff?"

I don't know what his name was, he didn't let him keep it. He calls him FT which is short for 'Fuck Toy' because he claims that is all he is good for."

"I think it was Jeff, he was the son of our chief, and he was my chief rival. He is 5 years older than me. He was always kind of a bully. He used to pick on me a lot but in the last year I surpassed him in most things that our tribe valued."

"Well if he doesn't learn to submit soon, I wouldn't want to be in his shoes, Number Two is rapidly losing his patience with him. And he is a son of a woman to cross!"

My Master proceeded to carry me into his room. As he held me in his arms, I realized how lucky I was to have him as my master. He was powerful, kind, considerate and he loved me more than anything in this world. He would gladly give me ANYTHING I wanted. And I guess if I wanted to I could take advantage of him, but the only thing I wanted was him. I knew I was becoming hopelessly addicted to my Master, the slightest bit of his effects were now capable of completely subduing my will. I thought about Jeff or FT as he was now called. Even though he had bullied me in the past, I still felt sorry for him. But it also made me appreciate my Master more, I would never take his love for granted.

My Master laid me on our big bed and started to undress me. I tried to do it myself, but my Master stopped me, he seemed to like undressing me. "Just lay there and let me do it. It's like unwrapping a present!" my Master said gleefully, and who was I to argue. When he was done undressing me, he straddled me with his legs around my knees and his arms straddling my shoulders, staring down intently at me. "Sorry about the bite marks," he said a little sheepishly.

"It's OK Master, I hope it leaves a scar so everyone will know I belong to you!"

"You are hopeless!" he said in mock exasperation, but you could hear the pride in his voice. He dipped his head down to lick the wounds in my neck. His tongue was soothing on my wounds, I rubbed his ears as he licked them and he rumbled happily deep in his massive chest. I pulled him down on top of me and to his surprise I rolled him on his back and straddled him.

"Just lie back Master, it's my turn to do the work." He leaned back and laced his fingers behind his head allowing me to have my way with him. I massaged those massive pectorals and he closed his eyes and let out a very satisfied sigh. His muscles were like knotted steel and I worked to massage all the knots out of them. I continued to work my way down until I was finished massaging his huge quadriceps, which left me in the perfect position to take care of my favorite muscle. He was totally relaxed now, so relaxed that he was completely flaccid in his sheath. I planned on remedying that situation. I took his sheathed member in my right hand and peeled back the sheath just enough for the head to peak out. I could feel him rising and a low happy growl greeted my ears as I lowered my head to orally pleasure my Master. He continued to allow me to have free reign pleasuring him. He was soon erect to his full, glorious, 12 thick, rock hard, inches of doghood. He exploded with a spurt of precum which surprised me, I had to pull off, I didn't want to be overcome with my Master's powerful effects just yet.

I caught the next spurt in my hand and used it to lube myself up as I straddled my Master. I lowered myself on that massive column of dog flesh, and slowly worked my way down his shaft until I rested on my Master's pubic bone. He grunted, it was taking all his willpower to keep from turning me over and hammering away at me. I slowly raised myself until I was nearly completely off of him and then maddeningly slowly I lowered myself down again. I could feel my Master squirm impatiently below me, he wanted to take charge in the worst way but he allowed me to continue. I gradually picked up the pace and as I increased the speed of my ride my Master was soon spurting effects laden precum deep in me. He was too powerful for me, my will was slowly eroding as he continued to overcome me with his potent effects. Soon he could take it no longer, he rolled us over so he was in the driver seat and drove it in with the deep, short, powerful thrusts that ensure a good tie. He hammered away and I could feel my Master's knot immobilize deep in my rectum and as he unleashed a explosive shot of semen deep in me, I started to orgasm and drift into the sweet oblivion that was effects...