Wait! There's someone at the door

I heard a knock at the front door while I was thinking up Spot's first punishment. He looked up towards the door in a panic.

"Stay here. I'll see who it is."

I left his bedroom door open as I crossed the hallway into the living room. When I got to the door, Nathan, our band’s drummer, was waiting on the front porch wearing a sleeveless shirt and gym shorts.

"Hey, what’s going on? I thought we had rehearsal scheduled today.”

Nathan dressed like he was going to the gym when he came over for band practice, because our window-unit A/C barely kept the house tolerable during the summer. The outfit intentionally showed off his muscular arms toned from years of drumming. Despite his attempts to bulk up, his small frame would only allow him a swimmer’s build, at best. He had dark, shoulder-length hair and kept a constant five o’clock shadow to try and conceal his elfish features. I was never sure if he was overcompensating for his delicate nature or intentionally dressing ironically.

Nathan took notice that I was only wearing some wrinkled sweatpants I had grabbed from Brandon's floor. "Did you just wake up? You aren't even dressed."

"I know," I said, opening the door further inviting him in. "What can I say? It's been a crazy morning around here."

"Where's Brandon? I saw his car outside. Is he here?"

"Yeah, he's around, but…"

"Let me guess, did he bring someone new home with him last night?"

"No, it's just him, but… Well, things are different now."

"What do you mean? Different how? Since when?"

"Just sit down for a minute and stop asking so many questions. I'm trying to explain."

Nathan shrugged and sat down on the couch.

"Okay, this is going to sound crazy, because it is. I bought a magic ribbon that controls people and I tied it around Brandon's dick and turned him into my gay sex ****. Okay, it sounds really bad when I say it aloud."

Nathan shook his head. "Alright, sure. Whatever. Do you really expect me to believe you can magically control someone else's actions?"

"Um, well… yeah. Actually, I think I can control his mind, too. Y'know, like how he thinks and what he believes. I can show you, if you don't believe me."

Nathan started to laugh. "Of course, you can. Here it comes. Okay, this is going to be worth it. Please, show me."

I called out to him from where I stood in the living room. "Spot! Here, boy! We have company. Come say hello."

Spot bounded to my side as quickly as he could on his hands and knees. At my command, he sat up on his hind legs in a begging position displaying his throbbing erection wrapped in a pink ribbon while smiling proudly. Nathan gasped at the sight of it all.