Evaluation and Relocation

So there I lay in my doggie bed minding my own business chewing on my Masters musky sweatfilled underwear after having watched her do her daily workout session, when suddenly I heard a loud whistle coming from our livingroom. I rushed to find out what Master wanted but was I was met with certainly wasn't Master. In the middle of the room stood the woman from a few months ago. It had been some time but her scent was obvious, powerful and dominant. I had been trained to recognise an alpha by their musk. She was dressed much like was was the last time I saw her, but this time she wore a pencil skirt which ended just above her knees. I could clearly see the buldge of her superior cock, due to the conditioning I'd gone through it made my mouth water instantly. In her hand was a leesh dangling back and forth. I cocked my head sideways, where was Master?

"Come here boy, time for you to go home." Her seductive voice echoed through my head, the word home never sounded more inviting. I slowly crawled towards her, I was so destracted by her massivness that I didn't notice how she evaluated me. She looked over my tiny slim form, sculpted down by my time on my knees. The training had morphed my body into a small beta with a caged penis and plugged ass. It seemed that my chest was starting to bud, clearly shown by the small mounds and pointy nipples. She kneeled down to inspect me further, which allowed me to somtimes get a glimpse of her massive girlcock. I was obsessed, courtesy of my training of course.

She continued her assessment of me. She ran her fingers over my soft skin, completely bare and void of any hair or blemishes. Extra time was spent inspecting my plump bottom which was decorated by a jeweled butt-plug snugly nestled within my asshole. I arched my back as soon as she came close to it, a reflex which I had picked up during my training. After a few squeezes she moved onto my shrunked penis, if it could even be called that. I heard Master compare it to a clit. She wasn't wrong, compared to the other puppies I was certainly inferior. I wimpered as soon as she tugged on it, which coaxed a few chuckles out of her.

"So sensetive, so helpless. It's almost a shame how you'll be kept. Mounted and bred by restless fuck-puppies who just need to empty their hot semen into you so they'll be better behaved. Your testosterone shutdown will make you even more compliant and dependant on others." Her monologue fell on deaf ears as I was mindlessly bathing in bliss as her hands masterfully groped and prodded my willing body. I was at her mercy, my intelligence lost and reduced to a dedicated pet for my superiors. I felt her clip the leesh to the collar around my slender neck.

She suddenly stood up and turned away. I then felt a tug, "Let's go boy, time to go. Your owner will meet you soon." I followed her dutifully through the door and outside. I felt a cold breeze on my skin, it was a welcome sensation after months of isolation. She led me to the ground floor, thankfully it was late evening so there were no people. Once we came to the main entrance I started to worry that the ground was going to scrape my knees, but thankfully they had layed out some sort of mat that I could safely crawl on. The back door to the truck was opened by a burly and tall woman, my eyes were instantly drawn to her loins which clearly showed a large buldge. She then walked over to me, I back away slightly but she wrapped her arms around me and effortlessly lifted me up to place me in the truck.

It wasn't so bad in the truck actually. It was padded with soft cushions and filled with cock shaped toys. But... where were they taking me?