Pup sat in the corner of the basement, watching curiously as his Master busied himself with his work on the visitor.

He was curious because this wasn’t like the other visitors who occasionally visited Master’s home. The ones Master called his friends. Pup knew how to behave with them, to perform tricks to amuse them, to suck them off without hesitation when their cocks came out, or to present his ass to be fucked when they demanded.

This new visitor was different. Pup had been ordered to wait silently in the basement when he had arrived. A short time later, Master had carried the unconscious visitor down, muttering to himself how he had used too much of the sleeping drug in the drink and how he was heavier than he looked.

That had confused Pup a little. Master was a big strong tiger, all bulging muscles under his clothes. Pup had no doubt Master could easily carrying the visitor, a much smaller, very much less-muscular raccoon, with ease. But then, Pup never doubted Master over anything. He was a good wolf, a good pet.

Pup was also confused about what Master was doing. He had proceeded to strip the raccoon of all his clothes and strap him to a large metal table with thick leather restraints, checking and re-checking that they were secure. Now, he was setting up a laptop, and had a visor and set of heavy earphones ready.

The table was familiar to Pup, of course. It was where the had woken up oh so long ago, when his life with Master had begun, after…

After what exactly he wasn’t sure. The day of his awakening to a life of being his Master’s loyal pet wolf was the earliest memory he had. He vaguely felt like there had been something before, some other existence. But Pup simply couldn’t recall it, and wasn’t concerned about it. He knew all he needed to in order to serve his Master, and that was what was important.

He sat and watched curiously as Master proceeded to secure the visor and earphones on to the unconscious raccoon, all while hitting keys on the laptop, murmuring to himself the whole time.

And then Master seemed satisfied with his work, leaning against the table and letting out a deep sigh. He noticed Pup and fixed him with an intense glare. “Why the hell did you have to have such a persistent boyfriend?”

Pup cowered, tail tucking between his legs, whimpering at the prospect that he may have done something to upset Master, even though he wasn’t sure what a ‘persistent boyfriend’ was, or that he had one.

Master sighed again, the big tiger’s expression softening. “It’s okay, Pup, you haven’t done anything wrong. I’m just annoyed at myself. I should have done a better job covering my tracks when I made you mine. I certainly didn’t expect lover boy here to come snooping, looking to rescue you…” He nodded at the raccoon on the table.

Pup let out a small woof of confusion, head tilting to one side. He didn’t understand what Master was talking about.

“I suppose it’s okay to tell you all this.” Master said. “After all, I’m going to have to subject you to a hypno-visor again, make sure you don’t remember this guy as anything other than what I’m going to make him…”

The raccoon started to stir on the table. Master reached over to the laptop and hit a key. The visor over the captive raccoon’s eyes lit up as Master looked at the screen. “Programming is in progress. He won’t be a threat much longer…”

Where he sat, Pup was struggling to comprehend all of this. He was fairly sure he wasn’t smart enough. He was just a lowly pet, he didn’t need a great deal of intelligence, so Master didn’t allow him to have much brain power.

“Soon, you’re going to have a new playmate.” Master said. He strolled over to a cabinet and rummaged through the various electronic devices inside. “I suppose it could be fun having two pets to play with instead of one, so maybe this annoying development will turn out okay in the long run. I just need to do a better job of covering up that he was ever here than I apparently did with you…”

Master found what he was looking for, pulling out another visor just like the glowing one on the head of the raccoon now squirming in his restraints on the table.

Returning to the laptop, Master connected the visor with a cable before returning his attention to Pup. He snapped his fingers. “Pup, heel.”

Pup immediately obeyed like the good pet he was, scampering to his Master’s side and kneeling beside him, awaiting further commands.

“Now, hold still.” Master said, leaning down and fitting the visor he had retrieved onto Pup’s head., strapping it into place, plunging the wolf into darkness. “You’re going to sleep for a bit…”

The thought briefly flitted across Pup’s mind that this was a strange place to sleep, rather than his usual place on his blanket at the foot of Master’s bed…

“And when you wake up,” Master was saying. “You won’t remember any of this, and I will be introducing you to my new pet, someone to help you serve me and for you to play with. You’ll like that, won’t you Pup?”

Pup let out a positive bark, his tail wagging. If Master wanted him to like that, then he would be a good pet wolf and like it.

He heard the sound of a key on the laptop being pressed, and the visor over his eyes sprang to life, filling his vision with colourful swirling spirals. Wonderful patterns that it felt so good and relaxing to stare at.

Pup felt Master’s paw patting and stroking his head, causing a burst of warm happiness in his chest as it always did.

“Just watch the spirals, Pup.” Master said. “Let them help you fall into a deep trance and sleep…”

The kneeling wolf pet felt himself sinking deeper and deeper as he watched the spirals, until consciousness faded completely…

…
Pup awoke to someone licking his face.

He opened his eyes to find an unfamiliar raccoon leaning over him as he lay on the floor, affectionately licking him. The wolf let out a surprised bark and scrambled to get up on to all fours.

The raccoon was looking at him, confused and curious. Like Pup, he was also on all fours. Also like Pup, he was naked apart from the thick leather collar around his neck. Who was this?

And then something clicked in his mind. Of course he knew who this was. This was Master’s new pet, named Rocky. Pup was briefly confused how he knew this, as he was sure he hadn’t ever seen this raccoon before, he had no memory of him arriving here in Master’s house.

But that thought quickly passed. As a lowly pet, it was not his place to worry about such things. He only had to concern himself with being a good obedient pet to Master.

“Ah, good, you’re both awake!”

The two pets turned to see Master descending the stairs into the basement, and both immediately barked happily, wagging their tails furiously.

“I left you two cuddled up to sleep off your hypnotic reprogramming sessions.” Master said, the big tiger patting them both on the head, the pets nuzzling at his paws as he did so. “But rest time is over. We need to start getting Rocky here properly trained in pleasuring me and my friends.”

He clipped a leash onto Rocky’s collar. “Which means lots of sucking and getting fucked for you today.” The raccoon barked eagerly in reply.

Master clipped a second leash onto Pup’s collar. “And you will be helping by both demonstrating proper technique and by sucking and fucking your new playmate here for my amusement.” The wolf let out an excited woof.

Pup and Rocky happily followed their Master as he led them upstairs and out of the basement, the pair eager to be good pets and please their Master in whatever way they could…