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James — 2024 Update

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By Thunder

Note: This is an update from a long-standing story by Thunder. To start at the very beginning, click for Part 1.

It’s been over five years since I updated this story, so I hope you will remember me. You know how it goes though, you wake up and think, “today is the day I am going to write an update” and then your head hurts, or a ball bounces by, or, in my case, your husband refuses to take off your paws so you can type while telling you that dogs don’t choose when and when they are not human, at least not anymore.

So a really fast summary update, and then I will go into more detail. It’s 2024, I am almost 58 years old now, and I have been married to Alan, husband, trainer and owner, for almost 30 years. For the past six years, my husband’s boyfriend, Todd, also my trainer and theoretical owner, has also lived with us, with me being the unofficial cuckdog throughout this time.

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Rex: A James Story – Part 07

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By Rex

Based on a true story.

The towel was cold as it moved down my shivering chest. I felt so exposed, hairless as I was, I had never shaved my underarms. My chest I shaved just once or twice to see that six-pack better but this was completely different, I haven’t been this smooth since I started looking at boys differently.

I hadn’t resisted when he had unlocked me and gently picked me up. I hadn’t resisted when he made sure I saw myself in the mirror, smooth and collared. I hadn’t resisted when he pointed out that I had a veritable waterfall of pre-cum leaking out of the cage and I certainly hadn’t resisted when he scooped it up and held it up to my face and yelled, “clean dog.”

I cleaned, I could have sucked the chrome off a trailer hitch. I was so horny, course I didn’t know what horny was yet, I would have l given anything for him to fuck me then and there.

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Rex: A James Story – Part 02

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By Rex

Based on a true story. NOTE: This is a follow-up to Thunder’s story, called “James.” To start at the very beginning, click here.

I started coming to in the vehicle. The driver was either offroading or purposely hitting every pothole. I was about as physically shaken up as I was mentally. What happened after I blacked out? I must have been more disoriented than I thought. Only when I stretched did I realize that I was in a very small cage. It didn’t feel like those expensive heavy duty ones, no, it was more like a… a fucking dog cage.

I tried to recall everything that had happened. My Master was done with my attitude and had decided to course correct. I had started as his slave but over the years I had become more of a housemate. I still loved him deeply though, which is why when offered the chance of packing my bags or recommitting not just as a slave, but as a dog slave, I couldn’t walk out the door. He wouldn’t go into the specifics but said my choice, whatever it may be, would be the final say on the matter.

I got on my knees to apologize. I told him that I would do whatever was necessary to keep us together. I agreed to anything and everything.

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Rex: A James Story – Part 01

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By Rex

Based on a true story. NOTE: This is a follow-up to Thunder’s story, called “James.” To start at the very beginning, click here.

My name is Rex. I am a 33-year-old man who has seen a fair bit of kink in his lifetime. I am an athletic, handsome, previously hairy (but that’s not an option anymore), reporter based in Atlanta. I am a high-profile, well known (if you have an Instagram you’ve seen me), driven man in my professional life, but in my personal life, I am, well, I am a beta dog slave — and I couldn’t be happier.

If you’d have told me this was my future three months ago I would have laughed. But here I am, shorn from my heavy neck collar to the chastity belt forever locked on my crotch. My ass is filled with a locking plug. Sir must have something special planned for today because it is quite a bit larger than normal.

My dick, well, Sir’s beta dick, is completely encased in metal. I haven’t felt it in three years. I haven’t seen it in two, but I know it’s still there because it never stops struggling against its confinement. The cage has been a dream, it’s from Steelwerks and great at keeping me clean but when I do need to be hosed down I’m completely bound and hooded. The PA keeps me honest, but truth be told the thought of disappointing my Sirs is all the motivation I need to stay chaste. Did I say, Sirs? Yeah, there’s a couple.

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James — 2019 Review

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By Thunder

Note: This is the continuation of a long-running story by Thunder. To start at the very beginning, click for James — Part 1. And also see Metalbond Q&A: Thunder

Master Alan pointed out to me this morning that it’s been almost a full year since we have updated you on my training and life as his human dog and thought it would be a good thing for me to come sit and write about the last year. When he said this, I realized so much just feels natural that it’s often not too often I think to document it now.

Last year I wrote about our New Year’s parties and we are currently in heavy planning for those coming up next week. I have not been told if I will be allowed to attend the employee one this year (last year I was caged in the closet) but know I will be at the family and friend’s one diligently looking for scraps on the floor from my all fours position. It was a warm Christmas here in Atlanta, so Master was very excited that I did not have to dress and could stay naked on all fours throughout the day, including two of the holiday parties we attended.

Both of them have private driveways so I was in full dog mode from the minute he left me out of the tailgate of the SUV. I am lucky that he lets me dress and ride in the backseat as a human, but this year he bought a BMW X7 with a big hatch area, so, when in the proper place I now “transform” in the back seat and exit from the hatch. It’s been an adjustment getting my old body to make that jump!

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Metalbond Q&A: Thunder

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In an interview, “Thunder” — author of the stories James and Every Dog Has His Day in the Metalbond Prison Library — discusses his most recent experiences involving serious, long-term dog training, his being turned into a “cuckdog,” the time he spends on two legs vs. four, and much more. See below.

 

OK Thunder, your most recent story, James, has been very popular with readers of this site. Can you give us an update?

Now that I have retired, Alan has requested that I wrap up the story of my training so I can spend some extended time without having “the burden” of bipedal-ness or the “additional trouble” of having to make decisions about things like clothes, food, and social activities. I therefore can’t promise more of the story — but in an effort to help, Alan suggested an online interview to update readers and help wrap things up.

 

Can you tell readers what percent of the story “James” is true and what percent is fantasy?

All of the basics about training are considered true as well as the stories of how I was trained and what my life is like now. The reality is that I did not accept the training as well as I portrayed, and there was a lot of back and forth about why Alan would want this and a deep wonder if I had failed him as a human husband. We did get through everything, and it all became easier once I started accepting that my life was going to be different and, if I wanted to stay with Alan and stay in our home, I would have to make a change. I have never regretted making a change, except when I want a pizza and am in a kennel.

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James – Part 9

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Dear Metal:

While I know this does not chronologically fall within the story of my training I have been describing the last few months when time and my Master allows (sorry about the delay on part 9), He asked me to send you a special real time update as he thought you might be interested in our New Year’s weekend. For the readers, I need to remind them that what I am describing, now, is almost nine and a half years after the transition and the training that I was receiving at that time. Now, at 52, I am semi-retired thanks to a tremendous opportunity to sell off part of the firm my colleague William and I built a few years ago and that has left me the opportunity to spend more time at home focusing on Alan, my Husband Master who has kept me in a hybrid role of husband, dog, slave, and gimp throughout the last ten years as we have evolved our lives, friendships, and our contracts with each other.

Now that all of that is out of the way, we are wrapping up our New Year’s parties after having hosted two the past two nights. I thought you might be interested in hearing about them as they could not have been more different.

On Monday, New Year’s Eve night, we played host to Alan’s work party, hosting the 100 or so employees, friends, and their partners from his company to our home outside of Atlanta and then, New Year’s Day, we hosted all of our friends who are “in the know”. When we entertain, Alan is fastidious that everything be as close to perfect in our home as possible so, he had arranged for my schedule to have me home all week so I could focus on the lists of things that he wanted done prior to the parties. He completely controls my calendar at work and home (my assistant is the slave of a Master we know), so none of this was shocking and each day, when he left for work, he allowed me on two legs so I could work all day on the lists he gave me.

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James – Part 8

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NOTE: Apologies for the delay in relaying this part of the story. I made a significant mistake with one of our investments, so my Husband Owner Alan took away my humanity at home for three weeks — which meant I was not able to do anything with my hands, such as type this update.

When Sir Michael was finished with my hair he took the entire $80 and sent me on my way back out to the car to meet Cody where he was waiting. Over the 10 days I had lost a bit of weight and new muscles in my arms and legs from crawling were beginning to show, so that, combined with my new military haircut, got me feeling like I had just won the whole dog show.

It was now around 3:00, and Cody told me that we were making a stop at Todd’s precinct and that he would be taking me for the rest of the day. I so wanted to ask 200 questions but was enjoying not being gagged so I decided to just go with the plans. We soon pulled up at the precinct, and Todd, in his tight glorious uniform, was waiting in the parking lot and quickly ushered me from Cody’s car to his Jeep.

When we were inside the Jeep he said, “Today is your first day of the dual life, and Alan and I agree on the fact that when you are fully clothed and not collared you are James, my friend’s husband with whom I have a dominant friendship. I want you to know how proud of you I have been over the last 10 days, but know that the next few are going to also be unusual in your mind as things settle, but they will settle. Know that.”

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