Becoming Buster

Becoming Buster 2

By Barelysubmissions

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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)