Becoming Buster 2
By
Barelysubmissions
need2serv2002@yahoo.com
Copyright 2011 by Barelysubmissions,
all rights reserved
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This
story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced
nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be
attempted
in real life. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or
view
such material, please leave now.
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Chapter 3
A lot of things changed when we turned 13.
My father passed away with a heart attack. Dereck's father helped my mother with the property.
I
actually ended up at the same middle school with Dereck. But we didn't
see a whole lot of each other a whole lot. I stayed around my nerdy
friends. He had joined a gang, although it wasn't really a violent one.
They had a rival gang in school, and they had occasional fights and
competed at times in school yard or back yard basketball and football
games.
We still got together a few times. But my time as Buster seemed to have gone by the wayside.
But
that would change one afternoon in early spring. I usually walked home
from school, but there was a large boy named Roy who picked on me all
the time. He belonged to the rival gang, which was a white boys gang
with a few girls who hung around. Roy would force me to give him
whatever money I had. And he and a couple of his friends liked to give
me "red bellies." I was a runt.
I did my best to try to avoid him. But some days, it wasn't possible.
It
sure wasn't possible on this day. I didn't see him coming. He plowed
into me, and knocked me down. He and a couple of buddies penned me
down, pulled up my shirt and began to give me a red belly. It hurt. I
cried and yelled for them to stop. It just made them keep it up more.
And their friends started laughing at me.
That was until, out of
nowhere, Dereck ran up, threw Roy off of me and shoved a couple of his
friends. They were about ready to jump on Dereck when Ladarius walked
up, and they took off running.
"What a bunch of scared white boys!" Ladarius said.
No one our age wanted to mess with Ladarius. He was tough, and was the star running back on the high school football team.
"Thanks Dereck," I said.
"Don't mention it Pete," he said as he got ready to get in Ladarius' truck.
I was about ready to walk off when Ladarius asked me if I wanted to ride.
"Sure," I said and hopped in, with Dereck sitting in the middle.
"We can drop Pete off when I go to get Colonel," Dereck said.
Dereck
explained he was about to get a promotion in the club. The club was
called "The Bulldogs." The club had dogs as mascots, and dog owners
were given special status if their dogs were accepted as club mascots.
Ladarius' bulldog Brutus was a mascot and was already at the clubhouse. His girlfriend picked Brutus up.
Dereck showed me the collar and chain he bought for Colonel for his promotion ceremony.
He was pretty sure to get a promotion because Colonel was a well-trained dog.
"Don't think we've got enough time to go get Colonel," Ladarius said. "That fight is running us a little late."
"But what about Pete?" Dereck asked.
"He can come with us, you don't mind do you Pete?" Ladarius asked.
"I guess not," I replied.
But
Dereck and I were both a little surprised. They only allowed gang
members and girlfriends into the club, and not some scrawny little
white kid.
"I think it will be OK," Ladarius assured us.
It was almost as if he were up to something.
The gang clubhouse was hidden on a dusty road just inside the woods.
I followed Ladarius and Dereck slowly, and I was a little scared.
There
were a lot of stares at me as the leader of the group, Roderick began
his meeting. I smiled once when Ladarius' dog Brutus was led to him and
he was licked.
Roderick, the leader of the gang, didn't seem
pleased with my presence, but he went over business first before asking
"what the white boy was doing here."
"Dereck is here seeking a promotion," Ladarius said. "He is offering his dog as mascot."
"What's that got to do with the white boy," Roderick asked.
"It's no white boy," Dereck replied. "It's my dog Buster."
Everybody
in the roof laughed at the notion, but Ladarius told Dereck to go get
the collar and chain he bought from the pet store.
Ladarius then whispered to his girlfriend, and she came up to me and commanded "come doggie!"
I followed her to another room.
"Ladarius says you need to strip, now!" she told me. She helped me out of my clothes, and put them away.
She led me completely naked, crawling back in the room.
Dereck was waiting with the collar and chain.
Ladarius and Roderick emerged from a back room.
"Dereck, you know we don't allow dogs roaming around in the clubhouse," Roderick said.
Dereck smiled and put the collar around my neck.
"Dereck, is it your wish to offer your dog as a mascot to The Bulldogs?" Roderick asked.
"Yes General," Dereck replied.
Roderick then demaned that Dereck have me do tricks to prove I was worthy to be a mascot.
Dereck
had me sit, roll over, play dead, shake hands with Roderick. I was also
made to fetch. A lot of the tricks we did over and over in the woods.
The gang members applauded each trick.
"Very nice, Buster obeys his master very well," Roderick said.
Roderick
announced I had been accepted as a mascot, and said I would make a good
addition to my "brothers" Brutus and Sarge, another dog.
Dereck was promoted to Lieutenant, which was higher than he would have been promoted had he brought Colonel.
Roderick then asked Colonel Ladarius to read Dereck the rules concerning me.
"You
are still Buster's primary owner, be he is also now considered property
of the Bulldogs," Ladarius said. "He is to be brought to every function
possible and he is always to behave as a dog. He is expected to walk on
all fours and only bark. Under no circumstances is he to wear clothes,
because dogs don't wear clothes."
I felt a little embarrassed as Roderick announced another rule.
"He is to have our gang symbol on his ass at all times," Roderick said.
Ladarius' girlfriend brought a marker and drew a paw print on my left butt cheek.
I
was then asked to walk up to each gang member and girlfriend and have
the pet me. I was to shake hands with my paw and lick their hands,
which I did. He order each of them to pat me in my ass.
"That is to remind you that each and every one in this room owns you," Roderick said.
I was ordered to sit with the other dogs while the rest of the meeting was conducted.
"We
will play the Red Devils in basketball on the old dirt court next
Friday," Roderick said. "Our ladies will parade our mascots before the
game. The court is well hidden. All of our mascots are expected to be
there."
I was silent as we got back into the truck. I really didn't know what to say,
"Now that you're our mascot, Buster, ain't no one going to mess with you," Ladarius said. "We take care of what belongs to us."
"We
need to take Buster out with our dogs again in the woods bird hunting,"
Dereck said. "We ain't done that with Buster in a long time."
(The End)