I stay ... the next day - walking the dog (WARNING toilet play!)

In the dark I lost consciousness pretty quickly and after a dreamless long sleep I woke slightly sore from laying on a blanket on the floor all night. I tried to move but felt the collar restricting my movement, my little tag jingling as I yanked on the leash attached to the wall. Embarrassment washed over me as I remembered all that happened last night. There was no way to open the padlock on the wall and get out of here so I checked my collar but it was tight and after some fumbling I didn't find a way to open it so I stopped trying and sighed in frustration.

I really needed to go to the toilet and I was wondering how long Pedro would let me suffer in this position. Concentrating only on holding everything in I breathed slowly with my eyes closed, waiting what could have been minutes or hours.

Finally I heard the door to the garage click open and turned around to all fours since the leash wouldn't let me stand up all the way being attached to the wall in that way. Pedro stepped in front of me, freshly showered in khaki shorts and a polo shirt with white sneakers.

"There you are Cody! Did you have a good night!?" He was still playing this stupid roleplay and I just rolled my eyes annoyed at his insistence that I was his dog.

"Fuck it, Pedro, can we just stop that, it was hard and uncomfortable sleeping here and I really have to go to the toilet!"

"Sh, sh, shhh!" He said with a finger in front of his lips. "Now don't get mad little doggy. You promised to behave so mom will not send you away. You have to behave to be let into the house so you better get rid of that attitude and think of the tape I have of you and Raul every time you have the urge to speak up, understood!"

I bit my lip in frustration looking down, giving a little nod.

"So first I will take you for a walk so you can do your business and then we will wash and shave you for mom to inspect you....", he started to undo the leash from the wall.

"Wh....what you mean with you walk me?!", I said with some panic in my voice.

"Well, you said you have to go to the toilet, but you are not yet allowed into the house....and besides...I want to see what a good little pet you really are, so I will walk you around the house and you can do your business there."

"In your garden? You want me to do that in your garden?" I asked with a high pitched voice not believing my ears.

Pedro laughed out loud: "No silly! Not in our garden, in Mr Fergussons garden, our backside neighbor. He is old and I help him with the lawn and the garden. He could use some fertilizer."

I shook my head in disbelief. Pedro frowned and tugged on the leash in his hand. With a sing song voice he added: "Just think of the tape and play along. I saw what you are willing to do, so I am pretty sure you will play along..."

I blushed because he was right. After all I did yesterday licking his asshole, sucking his moms juices of his finger, there was not much shame in me and besides I really had to go to the toilet soon so my options were limited anyway if I was not to make a mess right here in the garage.

I lowered my head and with the next tug on the leash I trotted along beside Pedro.

Whistling while he walked he led me out the door to the garden. The soft grass underneath my hands and knees smelled fresh and was slightly wet from the morning dew. I didn't look up, hoping that all of the garden was not visible from the street since I still was completely naked. In the back of the garden the vegetation was thicker with bushes and trees and a small gate in the fence led to an equally mossy overgrown garden belonging to the neighboring house. A small patch was cleared to grow tomatoes, which were planted by Pedro as I learned from him on our way to a grassy area at the back of a dark wooden house which belonged to Mr. Fergusson. Pedro led me to a big acorn tree on the corner of the clearing facing a back porch.

"Do as a dog would!" He gestured me towards the tree. I guess he wanted me to lift my leg which was actually the only way to pee on all fours without spraying it all over my hands. I sighed again, looking away from him and readying myself next to the tree when a frail old voice called out: "Hello! Is there anybody here?!"

I panicked, crouching down, biting my lip to not curse loudly but Pedro just chuckled. "Good morning Mr. Fergusson! Wonderful day today. I was just looking after the tomatoes!" He shouted across towards the porch. I risked a glance and there was an old thin man sitting in a wheelchair on the porch overlooking the clearing right in my direction. I blushed deep red forgetting that I had to pee at all just cursing silently towards the ground.

Pedro reached down crawling me behind the ear affectionately bending down and whispering: "No need to worry Cody, he is blind so just keep quiet and do your business.

"Ah Pedro! Such a good boy!", Mr. Fergusson said while rolling his chair along the porch back towards the house.

Pedro gave another tug on the leash whispering down to me: "Go ahead! Be a good dog, we haven't got all day."

I sighed again watching as Mr. Fergusson vanished inside his house. I positioned myself with the tree right next to my belly and lifted one leg up. It was rather difficult to concentrate on not falling over while trying to pee. Pedro stood slightly behind me looking intently his bottom lip hanging down again while staring excitedly at my ass and dangling balls and dick. With one hand he held the leash and with the other he started to fumble inside his shorts rubbing his cock getting all horny again watching me **** myself further.

I pushed and huffed feeling the pressure to have to pee but it was hard getting it flowing being watched and in this awkward position. I gasped for air, tried to push again.

"Go on Cody! You can do it!" Pedro cheered me on while rubbing his cock inside his shorts.

Finally I felt the piss rising out of my dick and the first light trickle started to fall down on the grass. The sensation of relief that washed over me as my piss finally leaked out of my dick made it easier to push harder and the trickle quickly became a solid splashing stream hitting the roots of the acorn tree. I sighed as it finally all ran out of me with my leg in the air and Pedro watching me.

"Good boy! Let it all out!" He moaned as a puddle formed at the base of the tree running towards my knee on the ground where I could feel the warm wetness touching me.

"Ahh!" I sighed as the last few squirts of pee shot out of me. I lowered my legs and shuffled away from the puddle towards dryer ground.