23 May 2025, 06:28
This report is published with the permission of a person who had the courage to live out one of their fantasies.
Nothing has been invented, everything is real.
See our photos and videos if you have any doubts. What is interesting about this text is the analysis provided by the person who voluntarily immersed themselves in this role-playing game in May 2025.
This is the story of my own pet play experience, specifically as a dog at a fetish guesthouse. It was a genuine period of transformation into a pet, during which practices specific to the BDSM world took place. ................. When the owner of the fetish guesthouse posted his first messages about the courses, I thought it was an interesting innovation among the services he offered. Knowing him and partly on a whim – and encouraged by my Domina partner – I agreed to take part when he suggested it. Besides, I had wanted to try discomfort for a long time. Either really hard constraints lasting an hour or two, or moderate discomfort over several days (I am submissive). This was my chance.
When I arrived at the cottage with Dame Endura and Judeline, it wasn't five minutes before I was isolated, stripped naked, collared and confined to my dog bed. Two things became clear: I would be starting the course alone for several hours, even if TSM came to check on me; and I would be chained up almost the entire time, either to the spot chosen by the Master or to a leash when moving around.
It was uncomfortable, lying on the rather cold floor, curled up on a mattress that was too small to rest on. A chain connected my collar to the nearest piece of furniture. I have a bowl of water at my disposal. A long time passes and a
eady my neck and knees are starting to ache. But the atmosphere of the dungeon I find myself in, which I enjoy, accentuates the typical sense of well-being associated with pet play. I have played dog and been locked up before, but here I will have to hold out for around sixty hours!
I managed to doze off between TSM's visits and my urge to drink. Suddenly, I wake up, I'm cold (I make myself as small as possible between the mattress and the blanket to keep warm), it's dark, and now my left ankle is cramping. I estimate that six hours have passed—in reality, only four. I think to myself, as others would have done, I imagine: what am I doing here? Human thoughts, not yet ‘transformed into a puppy’. The door opens, the chain is removed and the leash is put on me.
I am taken home to the ‘humans’; a dog needs company. The truth is that I am on all fours, naked, held on a leash by a man, trembling, and in the evening it seems possible that I could be seen like this by someone far away. A sweet feeling of shame overwhelms me. One of the best moments of the course. I enter the house, where people are sitting at the table and give me a warm welcome. I am placed on another, even smaller mattress, and manage to overcome the cold. The guests, Malicia, Dame Endura, Judeline and TSM, who are used to BDSM games, pay little attention to my nakedness. It's true that my penis is covered by a chastity cage, which makes me more presentable!
To my surprise, it is my Mistress herself, Dame Endura, who brings me my bowl. Another surprise is that my menu is similar to that of the ‘humans’ during the training course. The humans generally ignore my presence, except when they have something to say to me, whether kind or teasing. Instinctively, I respond by barking according to the established code. Sometimes I play the sulky dog. The pet play effect takes hold, and a slight discomfort in the house dog's ‘basket’ is now permanent. I'm in heaven. At one point, Judeline is placed next to me. She is naughty and gets punished. The Master has to get a whip for the rebel, who is reprimanded and put in her place. Well, yes, there's a well-behaved dog right next to her.
I am taken back to my straw mattress to sleep. It is a very long night, the bed is cramped, there is no pillow, and it is still cold. Did I manage to sleep for an hour in this beautiful dungeon, which is now lit by daylight? Lady Endura has prepared breakfast for me. She asks me if I am feeling well because TSM is going to take care of me. Well, no, just a few aches and pains and fatigue. It's going to be complicated.
I am led on a leash, now equipped with knee pads, to the back of the yard.
The Master makes me do exercises for well-trained dogs. I notice that it no longer occurs to me to ask why I am doing this, or to stand up on my hind legs. I am a canine in the BDSM sense of the word. What's more, the sun is gently warming my body and Judeline is teasing me sweetly. Another rush of pleasure! TSM then thinks it's a good idea to lock me in a mini garden shed while the nice humans enjoy refreshments...
Back to the straw mattress. My bowls are filled with water and food, then I am left alone again, chained up. I wait patiently on the mattress, which is still too short, and it starts to annoy me. I doze off. When I wake up, I feel a sense of well-being. My penis seems to feel the same, pushing against the bars of the cage that surrounds it. In fact, I'm happy like this. It's a small pleasure that only BDSM petplay enthusiasts, who enjoy being ‘put in the doggy position’, can understand.
TSM enters the dungeon with the leash, I'm going to be entertained.
Entertained, yes, but seriously. I have to fetch the toys Lady Endura throws for me. Sit. Beg. Etc.
Then, when my mistress has had enough of looking after her companion – sorry, dog – I have to lie down on the grass and wait. The weather is lovely, but I'm still in pain. Discomfort... Satisfied with my lot. Then, with the leash back around my neck, I'm sent to the kennel where I'm chained up, of course. A real kennel outside near the pool. The humans are swimming. I'd like to too, especially since I'm dressed appropriately. I beg, but I'm told that the pool isn't for dogs. And back to the kennel.
Dinner is again at home. I eat greedily; it's good and I'm very hungry. The men and women at the table are having fun. Sometimes I'm allowed to watch them, but often I have to curl up like a dog and growl. Back to the dungeon, chained up again. This time I'm accompanied by Judeline, who gets the soft bed but is completely tied up. It feels strange to sleep two metres away from someone without being able to reach them. A brief return to human consciousness.
The next day, I'm sore all over and my right shoulder really hurts. However, my mind is light and I'm in a good mood. Judeline is taken out of the dungeon, we have a quick breakfast, then it's back to solitude. It's long, but I find it natural. Suddenly, with the leash attached to my collar, Lady Endura, who had aeady warned me, takes me for a drive. We drive along and then stop on a small road, TSM takes me out of the boot. And there I am, walking on a leash along this road like a ‘real dog’. Shivers, excitement, the same intense sensations I experienced with my first Domina 26 years ago! What if a vehicle came along at that moment?
A snack and I am taken straight to the garden. I really enjoy the sunshine flooding the place. My legs and forearms are bent and bound so that I am literally walking like a puppy, on my knees and elbows. A treasure hunt awaits me to find the keys that will set me free.
Free! I am now allowed to become ‘human’ again. It will take several hours to come out of BDSM-dog mode.
I enjoyed it a lot, just a little harder than I imagined. I came for the discomfort, it's a really richer experience. I encourage anyone, male or female, who is tempted by such an experience to give it a go if they have the opportunity. I admit that I found it challenging, but my experience of endurance activities helped me through.
COMMENTS
Initially, there were supposed to be four ‘dogs,’ which would have created an interesting group dynamic. However, as there are too many fantasists, the lodge will no longer be organising this type of group course.
Therefore, there is no point in contacting us about GROUP courses.
Nothing has been invented, everything is real.
See our photos and videos if you have any doubts. What is interesting about this text is the analysis provided by the person who voluntarily immersed themselves in this role-playing game in May 2025.
The chain dog
This is the story of my own pet play experience, specifically as a dog at a fetish guesthouse. It was a genuine period of transformation into a pet, during which practices specific to the BDSM world took place. ................. When the owner of the fetish guesthouse posted his first messages about the courses, I thought it was an interesting innovation among the services he offered. Knowing him and partly on a whim – and encouraged by my Domina partner – I agreed to take part when he suggested it. Besides, I had wanted to try discomfort for a long time. Either really hard constraints lasting an hour or two, or moderate discomfort over several days (I am submissive). This was my chance.
When I arrived at the cottage with Dame Endura and Judeline, it wasn't five minutes before I was isolated, stripped naked, collared and confined to my dog bed. Two things became clear: I would be starting the course alone for several hours, even if TSM came to check on me; and I would be chained up almost the entire time, either to the spot chosen by the Master or to a leash when moving around.
It was uncomfortable, lying on the rather cold floor, curled up on a mattress that was too small to rest on. A chain connected my collar to the nearest piece of furniture. I have a bowl of water at my disposal. A long time passes and a
eady my neck and knees are starting to ache. But the atmosphere of the dungeon I find myself in, which I enjoy, accentuates the typical sense of well-being associated with pet play. I have played dog and been locked up before, but here I will have to hold out for around sixty hours!I managed to doze off between TSM's visits and my urge to drink. Suddenly, I wake up, I'm cold (I make myself as small as possible between the mattress and the blanket to keep warm), it's dark, and now my left ankle is cramping. I estimate that six hours have passed—in reality, only four. I think to myself, as others would have done, I imagine: what am I doing here? Human thoughts, not yet ‘transformed into a puppy’. The door opens, the chain is removed and the leash is put on me.
I am taken home to the ‘humans’; a dog needs company. The truth is that I am on all fours, naked, held on a leash by a man, trembling, and in the evening it seems possible that I could be seen like this by someone far away. A sweet feeling of shame overwhelms me. One of the best moments of the course. I enter the house, where people are sitting at the table and give me a warm welcome. I am placed on another, even smaller mattress, and manage to overcome the cold. The guests, Malicia, Dame Endura, Judeline and TSM, who are used to BDSM games, pay little attention to my nakedness. It's true that my penis is covered by a chastity cage, which makes me more presentable!
To my surprise, it is my Mistress herself, Dame Endura, who brings me my bowl. Another surprise is that my menu is similar to that of the ‘humans’ during the training course. The humans generally ignore my presence, except when they have something to say to me, whether kind or teasing. Instinctively, I respond by barking according to the established code. Sometimes I play the sulky dog. The pet play effect takes hold, and a slight discomfort in the house dog's ‘basket’ is now permanent. I'm in heaven. At one point, Judeline is placed next to me. She is naughty and gets punished. The Master has to get a whip for the rebel, who is reprimanded and put in her place. Well, yes, there's a well-behaved dog right next to her.
I am taken back to my straw mattress to sleep. It is a very long night, the bed is cramped, there is no pillow, and it is still cold. Did I manage to sleep for an hour in this beautiful dungeon, which is now lit by daylight? Lady Endura has prepared breakfast for me. She asks me if I am feeling well because TSM is going to take care of me. Well, no, just a few aches and pains and fatigue. It's going to be complicated.
I am led on a leash, now equipped with knee pads, to the back of the yard.
The Master makes me do exercises for well-trained dogs. I notice that it no longer occurs to me to ask why I am doing this, or to stand up on my hind legs. I am a canine in the BDSM sense of the word. What's more, the sun is gently warming my body and Judeline is teasing me sweetly. Another rush of pleasure! TSM then thinks it's a good idea to lock me in a mini garden shed while the nice humans enjoy refreshments...
Back to the straw mattress. My bowls are filled with water and food, then I am left alone again, chained up. I wait patiently on the mattress, which is still too short, and it starts to annoy me. I doze off. When I wake up, I feel a sense of well-being. My penis seems to feel the same, pushing against the bars of the cage that surrounds it. In fact, I'm happy like this. It's a small pleasure that only BDSM petplay enthusiasts, who enjoy being ‘put in the doggy position’, can understand.
TSM enters the dungeon with the leash, I'm going to be entertained.
Entertained, yes, but seriously. I have to fetch the toys Lady Endura throws for me. Sit. Beg. Etc.
Then, when my mistress has had enough of looking after her companion – sorry, dog – I have to lie down on the grass and wait. The weather is lovely, but I'm still in pain. Discomfort... Satisfied with my lot. Then, with the leash back around my neck, I'm sent to the kennel where I'm chained up, of course. A real kennel outside near the pool. The humans are swimming. I'd like to too, especially since I'm dressed appropriately. I beg, but I'm told that the pool isn't for dogs. And back to the kennel.
Dinner is again at home. I eat greedily; it's good and I'm very hungry. The men and women at the table are having fun. Sometimes I'm allowed to watch them, but often I have to curl up like a dog and growl. Back to the dungeon, chained up again. This time I'm accompanied by Judeline, who gets the soft bed but is completely tied up. It feels strange to sleep two metres away from someone without being able to reach them. A brief return to human consciousness.
The next day, I'm sore all over and my right shoulder really hurts. However, my mind is light and I'm in a good mood. Judeline is taken out of the dungeon, we have a quick breakfast, then it's back to solitude. It's long, but I find it natural. Suddenly, with the leash attached to my collar, Lady Endura, who had a
eady warned me, takes me for a drive. We drive along and then stop on a small road, TSM takes me out of the boot. And there I am, walking on a leash along this road like a ‘real dog’. Shivers, excitement, the same intense sensations I experienced with my first Domina 26 years ago! What if a vehicle came along at that moment?A snack and I am taken straight to the garden. I really enjoy the sunshine flooding the place. My legs and forearms are bent and bound so that I am literally walking like a puppy, on my knees and elbows. A treasure hunt awaits me to find the keys that will set me free.
Free! I am now allowed to become ‘human’ again. It will take several hours to come out of BDSM-dog mode.
I enjoyed it a lot, just a little harder than I imagined. I came for the discomfort, it's a really richer experience. I encourage anyone, male or female, who is tempted by such an experience to give it a go if they have the opportunity. I admit that I found it challenging, but my experience of endurance activities helped me through.
Ricki
COMMENTS
Initially, there were supposed to be four ‘dogs,’ which would have created an interesting group dynamic. However, as there are too many fantasists, the lodge will no longer be organising this type of group course.
Therefore, there is no point in contacting us about GROUP courses.
