reading Mistress Heather’s article about femdom pet play reminded me of my weekend as a dog. it was during one of the charity auctions in europe, raising funds for a pet adoption program. for the event, madam dressed me in a leather dog mask and a buttplug tail, and let’s just say, i was a big hit. the bidding war for me was intense, but the winner—a very commanding woman—decided i would stay in full dog mode for the entire weekend.

here are some of the things she made me do:

1. pissing in the yard: no bathroom privileges for this pup. whenever nature called, she marched me outside on a leash and made me lift my leg in the yard. humiliating, but it sure made me feel like a real dog. and yeah, don’t ask about number two.
2. sleeping in a crate: at night, she had a large dog crate set up for me. no pillows, no blankets—just me curled up on all fours. she locked the door, and i wasn’t allowed out until she decided it was time to wake up.
3. eating from a bowl: all meals were served in a dog bowl on the floor. no utensils, no hands, just my face diving into kibble (okay, it was human food, but still).
4. performing tricks: she had a clicker and made me do tricks like sit, beg, and roll over to earn her approval. for some of the harder tricks, she rewarded me with… well, let’s just say, very adult treats.
5. servicing her: at one point, she removed my tail plug and commanded her “good boy” to make her cum. i was still in my dog mask, which made the whole thing even more surreal and degrading, but she was very pleased with my efforts.

it was an unforgettable weekend, to say the least, and all for a great cause. i still can’t believe how much money was raised that night—worth every bit of humiliation.