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Izzy grumbled to himself as he showered, taking care to wash everywhere. Tonight was the night. He was feeling flutters of excitement but there was no way he was ever going to let his husbands know that, the damn wonderful men would never let him live it down. No, he was going to growl and scowl and keep his dignity, somewhat at least.
Izzy carefully checked that he was still smooth from his wax the day before and trimmed his beard so it was neat. Once he was satisfied, he stepped out of the shower and dried off, making sure to tidy after himself.
There, now it was time to actually get ready. The first thing he did was to lay out everything he was wearing, scant as that may be, scanning over the well cared for items with pride, he'd polished the metal and oiled the leather until it all gleamed. He wanted to make his Masters proud, wanted them to feel good about choosing him.
Izzy considered before picking up the studded leather cock cage, slipping the ring over his soft cock and balls before clipping the cage to it, sighing happily as he instantly felt more grounded. Next he strapped on his harness, loving how the leather embraced him. It was funny how he never felt properly dressed without a harness and cage these days.
Next was his tail, a stubby salt and pepper thing matching his beard and the terrier type mutt he was, attached to a generously sized plug. Izzy was used to this now though, getting a bottle of lube and reaching around to open himself up, sliding in one finger and then a second, obediently avoiding his prostate, this wasn't about his pleasure after all.
Once he was prepped to his satisfaction, Izzy worked the thick plug into his hole, gasping as he felt the delicious burn. He whimpered softly as he felt the plug push against his prostate, reminding him of how delicious it would feel when his Masters took him later on. Turning to study his ass in the mirror, he gave his hips a little shake, pleased with the way his tail wagged, held tight by strong muscles.
Finally Izzy put on his ears, kneepads, soft leather boots and leather gloves. The only thing missing now was his collar, but that wasn't something Izzy could put on himself. He gathered up a black studded leather leash and left his room, ready to present himself to his Masters.
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Stede was getting more and more excited the closer they came to the event. He'd been working hard on obedience training with Izzy for months now and he was looking forward to showing off their hard work. However he was struggling to find the perfect outfit, looking through his wardrobe in despair.
Ed was laying back on their bed, looking sinfully sexy in his leather pants and harness, and watching his husband with amusement.
"You're going to look gorgeous whatever you wear babe. How about the blue pvc pants with mesh shirt? That always gets me going."
Ed let his hand slide down to cup the growing bulge in his pants, waggling his eyebrows suggestively at Stede. The blond man sighed with put on exasperation at his husband, but a smile teased around the edges of his lips.
"Really, love. I want to impress the judges. You'd think I look sexy in a sack."
He did take a detour from his search to brush a kiss over his husband's lips before pulling away again.
"No distractions, I don't have time. Izzy will be ready in a minute and I don't want to keep him waiting, he's so nervous about this, bless him. He's worked so hard, he's such a good boy."
Ed nodded and got up, following Stede back to the wardrobe and wrapping his arms around him, loving the feel of his husband in his arms. He leaned in close, burying his nose in Stede's neck and inhaling the scent of lavender and man that was unique to him.
"Ok love, well me and Iz are wearing black leather, I know that can be a bit much for you, but how about these leather pants and that gorgeous blue silk shirt? That'll look bloody smart on you, the judges will be falling over themselves to get at you."
He picked out the items, handing them to his husband and pressing a kiss to his cheek before stepping away to give him room. He found it adorable the way the man flapped about his clothes, but he did always look good.
There was a knock at the door and then Ed's other husband came in, looking mouthwatering in his pup gear. Izzy walked over to a pillow on the floor and gracefully knelt down on it, head bowed. It was such a beautiful picture of submission and obedience.
Ed got up and walked over to place a hand on his boy's head, stroking through his hair. "Don't you look stunning, such a good obedient boy for your Masters." Izzy leaned into the caress, warmth filling him at his Master's praise.
Stede was finally dressed and walked over to his men, carrying Izzy's collar. He paused for a moment to take in the tableau, feeling lucky that both of these men were in his life.
"Such a good boy, Israel. Are you ready to put on your collar and give yourself totally over to us? What are your safe words?"
Izzy hummed happily, raising his head to meet Stede's eyes, even as he felt his mind relaxing towards his pup space.
"I am very ready to get this done with, Master. My safewords are red, yellow, and green. My safe signs are two taps for stop, one tap for slow down."
He bowed his head again, exposing his neck to allow the thick leather collar to be wrapped around it. As the clasp was fastened, Izzy found himself giving up the last of his worries. He gave a short happy yip and wagged his tail.
Stede smiled brightly, leaning down to kiss Izzy's forehead. "There we go, all dressed and ready for the show. Let's go."
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It was only a short car ride to the club where the Best in Show competition was being held. As soon as they were inside they handed their coats to the cloakroom attendant and headed into the main room to find the registration desk. Stede had Ed's hand safely held on one side of him, and Izzy's leash held in his other hand. The man himself crawled along at his Master's heel, keeping to himself and his focus on his Master right now.
They quickly found the registration desk, run by their friend, Jackie. She smiled widely and stood up to hug Ed and Stede. "Boys! I was hoping you'd be bringing your pup. He looks fantastic. I can't wait to see you put him through his paces." She laughed a little as she sat back down and took down their details on the form, handing Stede a number on a piece of card and a safety pin. "Just pin it to your clothes somewhere."
Stede looked at the domme as if she'd grown a second head. "Pin? You want me to poke holes in my clothes? This is silk and leather! I have no idea how you think-"
Stede's rant was cut off as Ed kissed him and then skilfully thread the safety pin around a belt loop and through the paper, giving the fussy blond's ass a quick pat. "There you go, babe, problem solved."
They mingled for a while, catching up with friends and admiring their pets before it was time for the competition to begin. The contestants were called up to a cleared area with a low table in the middle. The mc stepped into the middle with a microphone.
"Welcome to Port Royal's annual best in show competition. It's so good to see so many familiar faces and so many new ones too. The competition is broken into four parts: an inspection of the pet, an obedience test, an obstacle course, and a party trick. Each will be scored and the pet and handler with the highest score will be crowned Best in Show. There will also be prizes for the best score in each of the sections too. Now let the competition begin."
Izzy and Stede were partway down the list and the wait was driving the man insane. He could feel himself getting tenser and tenser even as he knelt obediently at his Master's side. Finally it was their turn and Izzy followed Stede into the middle, climbing up onto the table and kneeling, his back curved and ass popped to best show off his figure. He tried not to focus too much on the people watching as the judge ran his hands over Izzy's body, but their stares felt like caresses on his skin, causing his cock to twitch in its restraints.
Once the embarrassing inspection was over, Stede petted Izzy's head and kissed his cheek. "Good boy, I'm so proud of you. Keep this up and there'll be a special treat for you tonight." Izzy almost bounced as he followed his Master back to join Ed at the sidelines.
The obedience test was a series of tricks and instructions. Once again Izzy felt a burn of shame at how quick and eager he was to obey, sitting, jumping, barking, rolling, turning in circles. If his workmates at the building site could see him now he'd be a laughing stock. But that didn't matter right now, all that mattered was that he made his Masters happy.
The obstacle course wasn't really Izzy's style, crawling through tunnels and up and down seesaw beams, he felt all kinds of stupid. He started muttering under his breath, cursing his Master's stupid ideas as he tripped and fell off a low beam. He righted himself and carried on, but he felt like such a fool. When he was done, Ed was there to scoop him up and carry him back to the side, carefully checking him over to make sure nothing was hurt.
Izzy whined a little and licked Ed's cheek, nuzzling against the firm lines of his chest. It felt good to be held like this, like he was something precious, something valuable. He tried to wag his tail, but it just ended up as an inelegant squirming. Ed set him down and pet his hair again, leaning over his head to kiss Stede. Izzy leaned against Stede's leg, wrapped in seductive leather and sighing happily. As much as they irritated him sometimes, he loved his Masters.
Izzy was most nervous for his 'trick'. They'd practiced it at home, but there was always the possibility that something could go wrong. Ed went out ahead of both of them and set out a row of cones and then returned to his spot at the side.
The grey-haired man knelt obediently at Stede's feet, eyes glued on him with a look of absolute devotion. Stede held up a large plastic ball with a hole in it and emptied in a number of biscuits shaped like tiny bones. They looked just like dog treats, but Izzy knew his Master baked them especially for him, another thing that made him feel cared for.
Stede placed the ball on the floor in front of Izzy and then unclipped his leash. "Stay." Izzy watched his Master as he walked away and then turned to face him at the other end of the row of cones. "Slalom! There's my good boy!"
At the instruction, Izzy sprang into action, nudging the ball with his nose as he carefully maneuvered it between the cones, stopping to wag his tail and munch on a biscuit whenever one fell out. He was focused so hard on doing his very best that the ball bounced to a stop against Stede's feet before he realised he'd got to the end. He sat back on his heels and looked up at his Master, head tilted to one side.
Stede wrapped his arms around Izzy, hugging him tight and kissing him hard. "My wonderful boy, I'm so proud of you. You did so well!" Izzy melted against Stede, wagging his stubby little tail and moaning softly.
Ed joined them and led them back towards the side to wait until they declared the winner. Izzy couldn't care less about the results as he was held in one Master's lap and petted and fussed with. Despite the humiliation, this had turned into a fantastic night.
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The mc took his place in the middle of the room again, now stripped down to a lace thong, garter belt and stockings.
"My lovely kinksters, thank you for another wonderful Best in Show competition. You have all made it a truly unforgettable night. But now for the moment you've all been waiting for, declaring the Best in Show 2022. Drumroll please!"
All the audience stamped their feet, clapped and banged on tables, giving a spirited attempt at a drumroll, even if it was more just noise.
"And our Best in Show 2022 is Israel Hands and his handler Stede Bonnet!"
Izzy couldn't believe his ears, and was still trying to sort out his thoughts as he was nearly flung off Ed's lap as the man jumped up to cheer and hug Stede and Izzy both, catching him at the last minute. Izzy felt his cheeks aching and realised he was grinning like a loon as he followed his Master once again into the middle where a rosette was pinned to his collar and his Master was presented with a trophy. He'd done it, he'd been the best and shown everyone how wonderful his Masters were. He felt such a swell of pride and accomplishment.
There was a lot of cheering and congratulations from their friends but Izzy was done with it all now. He was tired and there were too many people. Ed had been keeping an eye on his boy and knew it was time to get him out of there. "Come on, boy. I think it's time for us to have a private celebration at home."