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I was close to a state of shock. My Dog God was real and he was standing right in front of me. I had been staring at him for what seemed like eons, but as soon as I realized it I averted my eyes and bowed my head all the way to the floor. I hoped he wouldn't be too offended that I had looked at him. I prayed he wouldn't kill me for it.

I heard him chuckle then say, "Stand up child, you don't have to prostrate yourself before me. It's not like I'm a god or something." How did he know what I was thinking? Was he trying to trick me? I didn't know what to think, but I didn't even contemplate ignoring his order. I rose to my feet but I kept my eyes to the ground. "It's OK, you're allowed to look at me." He added with another chuckle.

I slowly started to raise my eyes. They went up his body. I started at his feet, then worked my way up his muscular legs which were very human like. When I got to his waist it finally registered in my overworked brain that he was completely naked. It appeared that his penis was a little bigger than Ralph's, but it was covered in fur. It wasn't attached to his body like the guard dog's was, and hanging below it were two huge balls in a baggy low hanging black sack. I realized that I had gotten a boner that was tenting my boxers while I was looking at him.

"Do you like what you see." He asked with a smirk, breaking me out of my trance-like state. "My face is up here." He added as he pointed to it.

I quickly moved my eyes up his body, which was also more like a human than a dog, except for the German Shepherd coat. I finally reached his face that looked very much like one of the guard dogs except that it appeared to be smiling at me. Smiling was a very rare facial expression at the Collective School. The closest that most teachers or Overseers ever got to it was a smirk or a sneer.

"So why are you in here with all this food, while all the other kids are starving out there?" He asked.

I paused for a moment, I had to think fast. I didn't want to go back to living in the barracks. Maybe I could bluff my way through. "This is my home, I live here sir."

I could see his smile get bigger. It seemed that my response amused him. Obviously the lie wasn't working. "Really? Why are you the only one with his own house?"

"Well Sir... It's not really my house... It WAS the Overseer's House... But, uhm... I live here because I was their House Mouse... I kept their house clean..." I stammered, my confidence and false bravado plummeting fast. Telling the truth in the past had always got me in trouble, so I had no plans of being more truthful than I needed to be. But after that fiasco I was sure I would be banished to the barracks again.

He still seemed amused instead of angry. "Well maybe I'll make this MY House and keep you on as my House Mouse." He paused for a second to gauge my reaction. Then he continued, "Would you like that?"

I wasn't sure what to do so I fell back into my old habit of acting like a typical clueless CBH. "I'm just a CBH, I'm not supposed to have an opinion..."

This response drew a frown, but he didn't seem angry. "Well let's suppose that you were allowed to have an opinion. If you were allowed to have an opinion would you like to be my House Mouse?"

I paused for a few seconds. I wasn't sure if it was a trick or not, but I sure as hell didn't want to go back to living in the barracks with my quarter inch thick mattress. And even worse no privacy to make white pee. So I slowly nodded.

"Good. Now that we've got that out of the way I've got some other questions." He said the smile back on his muzzle. "You had all this food here, yet the other kids are starving. Why didn't you give them some of your food?"

"They didn't ask Sir." I said trying to keep as straight of a face as I could. I sure as hell wasn't going to tell him those drones could starve and go to hell before I shared my food with them.

"Well what if they would have asked?" He continued.

Us CBHs were never asked hypothetical questions. He had me at a complete loss and I didn't answer for a couple seconds. It was obvious from his facial expression that my hesitation told him all he needed to know. Finally I just lamely answered in my best CBH monotone, "But they didn't ask Sir."

"I'm sure they didn't." He added then he let out a bark like laugh. "One thing you need to know is that to us Sheps the most important things are honor and honesty. I want you to always tell me the truth."

This really put me on my guard. Nothing good had ever come of me telling the truth. Was he trying to trick me into revealing that I wasn't like the others? I mean he already knew I was a little different, but I wasn't ready to let on how different I really was yet. Was this all just another big trick to weed me out? I decided right then that I would be completely truthful about anything that there was any evidence on. But the stuff that was in my head was mine and mine alone and until I had a reason to trust this Dog God, I would keep it to myself.

"Did you understand me Mouse?" He asked.

"Yes Sir."

"Good." He said, then he added. "Turn around."

I realized that with my shirt off he would have seen my back when I prostrated myself. I knew that he wanted to get a better view of it, and there was nothing I could do to prevent it. So I turned around slowly, my head hanging in shame.

"Who did this to you?"

"Mostly the Principal Sir."

"And why did they do this to you?"

If he was going to be in charge here he would have access to my records so lying would get me nowhere. "Because I didn't obey the rules Sir." I choked up a little, "I... tried Sir... But I'm just a bad boy."

"I'll be the judge of that. As far as I'm concerned you're starting off with a clean slate."

I really wanted to believe him, he seemed sincere. But it could all be a trick, I wished I could trust him but he seemed too good to be true and that was always a bad sign.

He asked me, "Are there any other questions that you have Mouse?"

"Only one Sir. How should I address you?" I asked.

"Sir will do just fine. My name is Ansulm, but since you are a student and don't belong to me it wouldn't be appropriate to call me Master Ansulm. When you leave here and get a job with some Shep then you can call him Master." He paused for a moment and then said, "So since you live here which room is yours"

I thought about pointing to Fred's room, but then I hesitated. Fred's room had all the books on torture and stuff in it. I had only used it because of Ralph's dead body being in his room. But that was gone now so I quickly pointed to Ralph's room. Ansulm headed toward it and said, "Follow me." He went into Ralph's room and I followed him in. He opened the closet and looked at all the clothes hanging up. He grabbed a shirt and a pair of pants and held them up against me. "These look a little big to be yours..." And I knew I was sooooo busted. I just hung my head. "Is this really your room?"

I knew that there was no way out of this one, so I shook my head. "No Sir. I really was the House Mouse, but I lived in the barracks not in here." I knew I was headed back out to the barracks, but it had been worth the try. Hopefully he wouldn't give me too many lashes for the lie.

I heard him chuckle again and I glanced up to see him grinning. "That took chutzpah, and I like that even though you did lie to me. I'll tell you what. I'll make a deal with you. I'll let you have this room if you do a good job keeping my house clean. If you don't I'll find someone else to do it. Is that a fair deal?"

I was waiting for the other shoe to drop, this had to be some sort of trick. But he seemed serious. "Well do we have a deal?" He asked somewhat impatiently.

"Yes Sir." I said and despite my misgivings I couldn't help adding, "Thank you Sir."

"There's no need to thank me. If you keep my house clean I think that's a fair trade." He finished then he put his arm around me. I stiffened at his touch. All I could think of was that the only person to put his arm around me in affection was Ralph and the last time he did he died on top of me. He pulled his arm off of me and said, "You need to relax, you have nothing to fear from me."

Part of me wanted to believe that, but the bigger part, the part with the ingrained punishments knew I couldn't take a chance on believing that just yet.

"I understand this is all a lot to process. It's gonna take a while for you get used to the changes we are making here. Like I said this is your room, but I don't want you to lock the door. When I feel comfortable that you are adapting well, then we may change that rule. But in the meantime I realize boys you're age sometimes need their privacy, so I'll always knock before I come in. That way if you're in the middle of anything, shall we say personal, you can tell me to come back in a few minutes." He said smirking at me.

How did he know about me making white pee? That could have been only thing he was referring to. But none of the other CBH boys made white pee. How would he know that I did it. Was that a trick too? If it was that was one that I was going to risk. Now that I had started making white pee there was just no way I was going to stop.

"You need to clean up the mess where you dropped the ice cream. And then why don't you head to your room and get some sleep."

It took me a bit of time to clean the mess. Why couldn't I have dropped it in the kitchen on the linoleum instead of in the living room on the carpet. I had to get out the carpet steam cleaner and go over it several times to get the stain completely out. I cleaned out the machine and put it back in the pantry. As I was heading to MY room Ansulm called out, "Good Night Mouse."

I was shocked about how much attention he was spending on me. I replied with a "Good Night Sir." I went to My room. I still really couldn't believe that it was now officially my room. I headed into the shower to clean up before bed and of course to make white pee. I got myself all clean first then tried to think about something arousing so I could make white pee. My mind kept going back to Ansulm. I still didn't trust him completely yet, even though he seemed sincere. I didn't get the same vibe from him as I did from the Emperor, but maybe he was just better at hiding it. But no matter if he was sincere or not he was still the most arousing thing I had ever seen.

I had fantasized before about worshiping my Dog God by kneeling before him and sucking the white pee out of him. I mean how could you possibly do something more pleasing than that. I fantasized that Ansulm was as honest and honorable as he claimed to be and in return I would worship him properly. I imagined that I was on my knees in front of him, my eyes riveted on those two huge low hanging black balls and that fur covered penis that was still flaccid. I ran my hand up and down the shaft until it started to harden. I had second thoughts about taking that furry shaft into my mouth but one needs to make sacrifices when they are worshiping their god. I took it into my mouth and the fur tickled a bit as I ran my tongue around it. He put his paws behind my head and started working my mouth up and down that huge shaft. I reached under him to cup those huge dangling balls. They were much bigger than Ralph's and I found them incredibly stimulating. I started running my other little hand up and down that massive shaft while I kept just the head of it in my mouth.

"That's a good boy." I imagined him saying. "I don't care what the Principal says, you're a good boy." To my surprise the thought of him saying I was a "good boy" was what put me over the edge and my white pee was shooting all over the shower.

I finished cleaning up, got dried off and climbed into MY soft comfortable bed and fell into a deep contented sleep for maybe the first time in my life.

The next day Ansulm woke me up at 5 AM and told me to get a shower, get dressed and meet him in the kitchen. He was busy laying out food to prepare for breakfast. He had a carton of eggs, a package of bacon, a pound of sausage links, a loaf of bread and a stick of butter laying on the counter.

"I'm gonna teach you to cook. I know you were making you're own food when I got here but I doubt that you were really taught to cook." He took out the electric griddle and plugged it in. He turned it on high. After it heated for a few seconds he put six slices of bacon and four patties of sausage on it. He then put a skillet on the stove and turned it up to medium high. He added a bit of butter and when it melted he added the eggs. I watched him closely as he cracked the eggs open with one paw and put them in the pan without cracking the yolks. He sprinkled salt and pepper on them and while they were cooking he turned the sausage and bacon and adjusted the heat to medium. He threw four slices of bread in the toaster and turned back to the eggs. "Now here's the tricky part ." He said as he got a spatula and flipped the eggs without breaking the yolks. He put the sausage and bacon on a platter with paper towels on it, took the eggs out and put two of them on each of our plates. He put three slices of bacon and two patties of sausage on each of the plates and right as he started to pick up the plates the toast popped up. He placed two slices of toast on each plate and carried them to the table where the two place settings were set out.

He poured us each a glass of orange juice and we both sat down to eat. I had never seen eggs done this way. Ralph always scrambled his. He sat down and started to put butter on his toast so I did the same thing to mine. Mimicking a superior was always a safe way to proceed. To my surprise he poked the yolk with his toast and the yolk was still runny. He used his toast to sop it up and ate it. I tried it and it was really good. Whenever he ate a bite of something I ate the same size bite. After about 10 bites Ansulm noticed what I was doing and he chuckled. But his laughing at me was good natured not malicious like the overseers' had been. I was really starting to like him even if I still didn't quite trust him.

We finished breakfast and he said, "I'm going to try to get things running again here at the school. I want you to follow me around and show me where stuff is if I need it." That suited me just fine, I really liked being with him. We walked to one of the classrooms. Sitting in the classroom were 32 older CBHs. When I say older, I mean they were at least in their late 20's. I had never seen CBHs that weren't students at the school. They still didn't do anything without being told, but they were obviously smarter and less mechanical than the CBHs at the school.

They all seemed nervous about Ansulm, but they seemed eager to please. Well at least as eager as CBHs could be. I didn't know if it was because they feared him or because he was obviously a leader and they were all followers. Probably a little of both. Ansulm sat at the teacher's desk and had placed a chair beside it for me to sit on. He opened his brief case. Inside was a folder for each of the CBHs.

Citizen 147-57-39 please step up to my desk." Ansulm ordered. Nervously a woman who looked to be in her mid 30's, but who was still very good looking, came up and stood in front of him. "It says here that you worked as a secretary."

"Yes Sir." She said with her eyes riveted on the ground. "I was the Commissar's secretary."

Well you're my secretary now." Ansulm stated. The woman gasped in what sounded like horror. "Don't worry, I don't expect you to be a sexretary, just a secretary. No extracurricular activities will be expected from you."

A look of relief crossed her face for some reason. I had no idea what a "sexretary" or "extracurricular activities" were but it was obvious she didn't want to do them for Ansulm. "For the rest of the day please take this steno pad and take notes of what I say." He added as he handed her a notebook.

He continued to go through the folders, calling people up to his desk and assigning them jobs at the school. Most of the older CBHs were there to tell the students what to do. A handful were chosen to work in the cafeteria to supplement the one CBH that worked there already. I didn't understand why. How many people does it take to make one huge pot of gruel. But even after all of them were given jobs there were still no teachers. I guess the immediate concern was keeping the kids alive during the transition.

After he assigned everyone their jobs he brought all the new Overseers to the boys elementary barracks. He made the two adult CBHs that were going to take care of these kids stand behind him. "Children. These are your new Overseers. You are expected to do whatever they tell you." He said addressing the students. He then turned and addressed the two new Overseers. "Tell them to get dressed."

"What should they wear?" The Overseers asked in unison.

"Whatever they want to wear." Ansulm said in exasperation.

The Overseers ordered, "Get dressed!" And of course the students just stood there in confusion.

"Why aren't they dressing?" Ansulm asked.

"Because that would require a decision, they aren't capable of that anymore Sir." One of the Overseers replied.

Ansulm put his paw to his head, shook his head and winced. He walked over to the footlocker of the first student. He reached in, grabbed a shirt and a pair of pants out of it, then tossed it to one of the Overseers and ordered, "Just have them wear these."

The Overseer showed the what to wear and immediately the children began to dress. Once they were dressed Ansulm told the Overseers to line them up at the drinking fountains and to make sure they all drank for at least a half a minute each. He was catching on that you had to be VERY explicit in your orders to CBHs.

Things went a little smoother as he went through the other seven barracks. Once everyone was dressed it was time to get them fed. I followed Ansulm to the cafeteria and I could already see there would be problems. Instead of the normal gruel there was scrambled eggs, sausage and toast. I guess that was the reason for all the extra cafeteria workers were for. I only knew what they were because I had worked as a house mouse, but none of the other kids even knew what they were. The elementary school boys started filing in and getting in line for their breakfast. But instead of a ladle of gruel in a bowl they got a plate with scrambled eggs, sausage patties and toast.

They sat down and stared at their food, but no one started to eat. Ansulm got impatient and just yelled out, "It's OK if you just eat, you don't have to wait to be told!"

Still none of the students took a bite of their food. "Why aren't they eating?" Ansulm asked in exasperation. "They've gotta be starving."

One of the Overseers answered his query. "They haven't been told what to eat first. Usually they just get gruel so they don't have to decide. Plus it isn't the color of the gruel they usually eat..."

"SONOFAWOMAN!!!!" Ansulm screamed out then growled in frustration. "Make them eat the eggs first, then the sausage and the toast last."

The Overseers told them what to eat although they couldn't use names, they had to show the food. The students ate more slowly than usual, I could only guess that it was because the food was different and anything different had to be bad. Things got worse though when they were done eating. About a quarter of the students started throwing up over the next 10 minutes. They had never eaten anything except gruel before and their stomachs were not ready to handle it. Things were obviously not going well for Ansulm.

"I guess we are going to have to go back to feeding them gruel and slowly incorporating new food in into it until their stomachs can handle it." He said to me, mainly I think just to be able to talk to someone. I just nodded back like a good obedient CBH, which I think added to his frustration.

The rest of the day didn't get much better for Ansulm. He just couldn't understand why the students and to a lesser extent the adult CBHs couldn't do anything without being told what to do. But at least the older CBHs could follow the detailed instructions that Ansulm had given them. They would only have to bother him when a decision needed to be made that wasn't spelled out in the instructions.

In the afternoon we went back to the house to make our lunches after we got the Overseers and the students started on their lunches. I don't think Ansulm had the stomach for another cafeteria fiasco so soon after the last one. Ansulm continued teaching me how to cook. While we ate our hot dogs and fries, Ansulm talked to me. I don't think he really expected me to answer him. Of course most of the time I didn't answer him, I didn't want to appear too different. But I listened to every word he said and I'm sure he could sense it.

After we were done with lunch we continued to try to get the rest of the CBH's back into a routine that would at least keep them alive. When we finally got them done eating their gruel for dinner, we had learned our lesson about giving them regular food at breakfast, we got them all back in their barracks and relied on the new Overseers to get them to bed. Of course Ansulm had to give them written detailed instructions of what needed done before we could end our day and head back to our house.

Once we were there he showed me how to make pork chops, mashed potatoes, gravy and corn for dinner. While we ate we talked some more. Or should I say he talked and I listened intently. After dinner Ansulm sat down in Fred's recliner with a beer, while I cleaned the kitchen and then worked on tidying up the rest of the house. When I started on the living room Ansulm was on his fifth beer. Maybe it really did help some people "unwind" whatever that was. I picked up the 4 empty cans and put them in the trash.

I was cleaning his bathroom when he came in to take a leak. Of course I was watching out of the corner of my eye. What I saw shocked me. He pulled back on his penis and the skin slid back leaving a bright blood red penis. At first I thought he had ripped the skin off of it and it was bloody, but when there was no blood dripping down I realized that it was just a red penis with a sleeve of skin over it.

He let out a sigh as he started to piss. I could relate to that, it always felt like such a relief to be able to let loose when you really had to go. I listened as his heavy steady stream hit the water but I still couldn't take my eyes off of his strange penis. I had involuntarily stopped any pretext of continuing to work and was probably staring with open mouthed amazement. Finally he shook it a couple of times and then slid the skin back into place and looked at me grinning.

"You've probably never seen a sheath before, have you?" He asked. I shook my head. Well it time for a little education. Follow me."

I followed him into the living room and he motioned me to sit on the couch, then he sat down beside me. "If you're gonna live with Sheps you may as well know a little about our anatomy. It would probably be easier for you to understand if they hadn't circumcised all of you boys." I had no idea what circumcised meant but I didn't ask for an explanation. "Us Sheps have a sheath that protects our penis when we aren't using it." And with that he used his paw to pull back his sheath. I instinctively moved closer to get a better look at this strange bright red penis that was now exposed. It looked similar in shape to a human penis other than the bright red color and that the head was a little more pointy.

"Do you want to touch it?" He asked. I nodded my head. I reached out and wrapped my little hand around his sheath. I was able to wrap my hand around it at first. The sheath easily slid up and down his penis, which was starting to get hard. I looked up at him questioningly, asking him with my eyes if I should continue. He nodded his head then said, "It's something that might come in "handy" if you ever get a Shep master of your own." Then he chuckled at his own pun.

He was all the way erect now. He was maybe an inch bigger than Ralph had been and also a bit thicker. Now that he was hard I could no longer fit my hand the whole way around it. He leaned back against the couch and threw his head back, obviously enjoying this. I wanted to put it in my mouth but I was afraid to without him telling me to do it. He had some of the clear "white pee" flowing out of his pee slit and running down his penis which was making his sheath slide up and down his boner even easier so I picked up the tempo of my stroking. He was panting, his long tongue lolling out of the side of his muzzle. He was obliviously getting close when I felt it. The base of his penis was starting to swell up. I was worried I was doing something wrong so I stopped.

He grabbed my hand and squeezed it around the base of the swelling. "Just grab it tight, I'll explain later!" He gasped as I squeezed it and a shot of white pee spurted out with such force that it went all the way over his head. Each succeeding shot traveled a shorter distance until it just dribbled out of his penis and ran down over my hand.

I hoped he would ask me to lick it up, but I was going to wait for him to ask. What he said though made no sense to me. "If you ever get a Master that wants to play around with you, he'll probably want you to lick it up. But I can't have you doing that or you'll get addicted."

This time I gave him an honest "what the hell are you talking about" stare but he didn't expound on it. "Come with me." He said as he got up and walked into his bathroom, "Wash your hands. I don't want you licking up any of that. Besides the effects may be absorbed into your skin." I washed my hands and as I dried them he proceeded to wash the white pee out of his fur. After he was done we went back into the living room and we sat back down on the couch.

"As you can see there is another major difference between Shep and human penises other than just the sheath. Sheps have a bulbus glandis or knot that swells up inside the female when we mate, locking us together to insure impregnation.

Now I was even more confused. "I don't understand Sir." I said completely bewildered.

"What didn't you understand?" He asked.

"Any of it Sir."

"Haven't they taught you about reproduction in sex education?" He asked incredulously.

"What's sex?" I asked truthfully.

He put his paw to his forehead, closed his eyes and shook his head. "You didn't really ask that... Did you?" He asked with a groan.

"Yes Sir." I said getting more confused by the second.

"That was more of a rhetorical question, I wasn't expecting an answer..." He said, as he got more frustrated by the moment. We'll finish discussing this later. I think we may have to do it in a classroom setting..."

We went back in the living room. He walked up to the entertainment center, grabbed a box off of it and pulled out a silver disk our of it before placing it in a small box. He grabbed the remote control for the TV and sat down in Fred's recliner. I had followed him the whole way until he sat down without even thinking about it. I didn't think about it until he glanced at me an chuckled. At first I was embarrassed, but he had a smile on his muzzle as he did it. He pointed the remote at the TV and turned it on.

"Do you want to watch a movie with me?" He asked. I nodded, even though I didn't know what a movie was. Just being around Ansulm was like nothing I had ever experienced before. I wish I could get myself to really fully trust him. He seemed sincerely honest and honorable, but there were those occasional damn warning signs... I pondered this for a while, since it was a bit difficult for me to follow the "movie". When I stopped thinking about it I couldn't help but think of what we had done earlier. Maybe after the movie we could do even more before bed time...

When the movie ended Ansulm said, "I've been thinking about what we did earlier." I gave him my best clueless CBH look and he added, "You know, when you jerked me off." I nodded and he continued. I did it partially to educate you on Shep anatomy and partially to do something fun together. But I don't think we should do that any more." Ansulm said.

"Why Sir? Did I do something wrong?" I asked with concern.

"No Mouse. You didn't do anything wrong. I'm just worried I won't be able to control myself. I'm worried that I'll be tempted to take things too far." I definitely wasn't worried about that, I wanted to do everything I could with him. "I'm the head of the school and you're a student. It just wouldn't be ethical..."

I was a bit upset. I was really starting to like Ansulm despite my earlier misgivings. I really wanted to to the things with him that I had done with Ralph. I couldn't help but think that he was being less than honest and I had done something wrong. This troubling thought haunted me and it was a long time before sleep carried me away.