Carolyn paused, waiting for the next question.
"You didn't finish, Carolyn. Why are the dogs trained to suck?" The answer was obvious but he enjoyed making the woman squirm. Jason was well aware that she didn't like him. It was about his only pleasure with her now. He smiled. He had a surprise in store for her later today, however, that might make her suddenly more 'appealing'. "Why the training?"
"The dogs are trained to suck and nurse because some of the buyers are interested solely in breast fixations – women who want their breasts excited, or men who like to watch the breast manipulations – and, obviously, men like to have their organs… orally excited."
"Yea man!" came Mario's sarcastic replies from the far corner of the cage rows. "Some women get a little orally excited too. Don't you, bitch?"
Carolyn ignored him. Jason only smiled. He had something in mind for Mario too. A 'special order' arriving on the afternoon plane from Chicago. Mario was about to furnish him with a little entertainment after all these years.
"Anything more about the milk transfer? You aren't being very careful with details, Carolyn."
"Well," she thought frantically, what did I forget? "Of course, the male can dip his penis in the milk rather than squeeze it from the bottle, or the woman dip her breasts in a pan of milk, when first starting. This allows the entire organ or gland to be covered with the taste and encourages the animal to take more of it in his mouth. Later after the sucking is well under way, only a few drops on the tip are sufficient to remind the animal if he is hesitant or shows a lack of interest."
Jason waited expectantly. He's just waiting for me to forget something, Carolyn knew, what else? What else?
"When the dog is nearly grown, the taste of milk is no longer sufficient incentive for him to suck. When he shows the first signs of disinterest in his daily work, it is time to introduce a bribe… dogs candy, special biscuits, whatever he particularly likes… and this is offered as a reward if he performs his 'trick' well." Carolyn thought a moment, then: "I believe that covers puppy training."
"You are barely satisfactory," Jason lied, "but then what else could one expect of a woman."
Carolyn raised her eyes and looked at him, being careful not to show any expression whatsoever. She had learned his tricks to irritate her and she refused to fall for them.
"Alright, you now have six-month-old adolescent dogs." Jason challenged her openly. "What are the next stages of training and why?"
"At about six months, depending upon the maturity and comprehension of the individual animal, the second training stage is begun. The young dogs are taken from their cages one at a time and taught to associate sexual activities with rewards. He is masturbated by hand and given a reward each time his sex organ becomes thoroughly excited and hard. We must compliment him and reward him, making sure he realized it is the act he has performed for which he is being rewarded with the candy or whatever. In this way, the animal learns that he must perform on cue, never must he act without command… the final stages of this training comes later in his maturity, of course. When he has become hard, more than sufficient for insertion, he must be patted on the organ and made to understand that the humans are pleased with him for becoming hard. If he becomes exceptionally hard, then he is generously rewarded with several pieces of his treat." Carolyn paused. She was embarrassed in spite of herself, in spite of the actual participation in the training day after day. "May I get a drink of water?"
Jason nodded his head. He was delighted that it was difficult for her to talk about the work. She had grown so outwardly noncommittal lately that there had been no stimulation for him in weeks. Perhaps her "indoctrination" had not been complete. Jason smiled. He would try to see that it was!
"Ready now?" he asked when she returned.
"Yes."
"Is this the sum and substance of intermediate training?"
"No. No, not at all." She must learn not to hesitate, Carolyn thought. Jason had something on his mind today and she was sure it would not be pleasant for her. The frozen smile had returned… and that meant unpleasantness in store for her. She wondered what it would be. It was hard to concentrate. "The intermediate training includes four phases, basically – the one just mentioned, rectal insertion in the animal, licking the female parts, and watching the lead dog complete the full sexual act."
"Explain." His words were ceasing to be quite so harsh and the cold smile more noticeable. Carolyn felt a small shudder cross her back. Something was afoot. Something.
"Well, rectal insertion is for the gradual preparation of the male – or female if specially ordered – to accept the insertion of the man's penis. It is accomplished by gradually inducing the trainer's gloved finger, greased of course, into the animal's rectum while masturbating his organ so that he associates the pleasant feeling, the sexual reaction and the reward with the penis insertion. He must realize that these things may be done to him separately or at the same time. A buyer may be a woman who wants vaginal insertion by the dog… or a man who wants to ease his own penis in a tighter orifice than a woman can provide… or a buyer who wants an all-purpose animal who can and will do anything at any time, or even both at the same time. Acceptance without nervousness of the rectal insertion and the masturbation must, again, always be rewarded."
Jason waited for her to continue. She was doing quite well. But she was embarrassed and uncomfortable. He liked that. Maybe he could make her just a little more uncomfortable.
"Mario," Jason said in that ominously soft voice, "Mario, why don't you leave the cages until later. Pull up a stool and listen to Carolyn's lessons. It might be… stimulating."
His tone was suggestive. He meant it to be. Only a hint to Mario was necessary. His one-track mind could be triggered so simply. He waited until Mario closed and locked the cage and had seated himself on the adjacent stool, knees apart, his tight pants straining over his generous tool. Hmmmm, that should make the girl nervous… especially when the conversation excited Mario. Hmmm, yes. The stupid dolt always fell right into his plans without even realizing it. Sitting there like a brazen street walker with legs apart, like a male madam, all cock and no class.
CHAPTER NINE
"Continue, Carolyn."
"Where was I?" she murmured, visibly shaken that Mario had been asked to participate. What did Jason have in mind? "Let's see… masturbation, rectal insertion… the young dogs are taught to lick the vulva of the female."
She could feel the blood beginning to rise already. Why did she have to blush, why? It would only make things worse. Better continue. Maybe they wouldn't notice. But she knew they would.
"This is easily accomplished by greeting the young dogs in the nude – at least, nude from the waist down – whenever you are about to attempt any sort of training or stimulation. The dogs are affectionate and eager to please and they will immediately come to sit before you. Since they have already been command trained in obedience, you can tell them to sit and they will stay in that position… which puts their heads at about the right height to pick up the scent from the woman. Their natural instincts will tell them after a day or two that this is something exciting and they will naturally tend to lick at the source of the odor. Some dogs will immediately start licking over the entire exposed area of the woman. Some must be encouraged by holding their heads to your legs… or spreading the lips with your fingers… or if necessary, by laying down with your legs apart so the lips are wide parted and having a second party…" she looked with embarrassment at Mario, knowing she was blushing deep pink, "… by having a second party lead the dog up to the vaginal area and gently pushing his face into it."