Introduce Spot to Nathan

"Go over there and give our guest a proper greeting, boy."

Spot barked and crawled towards Nathan on the couch, zeroing in on his crotch. Once he arrived, he started licking and sniffing. He even tried to tongue Nathan’s balls from the legs of his gym shorts.

“Alright, okay, enough!” Nathan stood up and pushed Brandon back onto the floor. “That’s enough! This shit is too crazy. I don’t want any part in your gay roleplay suck-and-fuck. I don’t know why you thought I would.”

Spot crawled back to my side, rejected and ashamed but still rock hard. I stroked his hair reassuringly.

“Hey, listen, I’m sorry. I know you like women. I’m not trying to subvert your masculinity, or your sexuality, or anything. But, I also know that Brandon has always been a bit of a jerk and he’s kinda bullied you since you first joined the band.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I’ve never known anyone so bossy, especially for a bassist.”

“Right? You see, I started this whole thing just to teach him a lesson. It wasn’t sexual, at first,” I lied. “He deserves to be taken down a peg. He should be shown how the rest of us have suffered. I thought you, of all people, would understand.”

Nathan sat back down and thought about my impassioned speech.

“I’d appreciate your input and creativity, but frankly, he’s going to get the punishment he deserves, with or without your help. And he definitely deserves it. Don’t you, you piece of shit?”

Spot looked up at me in awe and quietly whispered, “Yes.”

“Don’t tell me. I already know. Tell our friend here you deserve it. Convince him.”

Spot turned to Nathan and sat in the begging position again. “Please help punish me, Nathan. I want it. I need this so bad. I know I should be afraid or feel ashamed, but I don’t. I just feel excitement for whatever cruel humiliation you both dream up. I’ve treated you so poorly in the past. I hope you can find it in your heart to be even worse to me now.”

Nathan was still silent, but carefully weighed his options. It was easy to look at Brandon with disdain in his current position, as a shameless, naked gimp begging to be tortured.

“You definitely deserve it. If you want to bask in watching me be completely disgusted by your behavior and your lack of any dignity, then have at it.”

Spot whimpered gleefully and flexed his erection until pre-cum oozed out and dribbled down his shaft, tracing the flow of the pretty pink ribbon. He looked back up at me and smiled proudly.

“So, tell me, Nathan, how should we punish this little bitch first?”