The next few days were a torment for John. Not only did Thomas force him to be his chauffeur, but he had him constantly under his orders. He even made him clean his house... while the financial milking was daily and merciless.
And all this, with John locked desperately in his sadistic prison, suffering hour after hour more and more unbearably.
John's misery suddenly changed, when one morning while he was at Thomas' house and giving him a totally submissive foot massage, the door opened and in walked Amourette...!!!
"Hi baby"
"Hi, slut."
"Hahaha what's that...?"
"My new pet... what do you think?"
"Thomas!!! I asked you not to mess him up... haha oh my god"
"I'm torturing John...? No way! He loves me baby... he can't stand to be away from me anymore"
..and after this brief dialogue and without even speaking to the lovelorn John, Amourette approached her boyfriend and kissed him.
"May I borrow your slave?"
"Okay... for a while I'll let you. I'm gonna take a shit!"
And finally the oppressor left the room and John was alone with Amourette for the first time in days.
He didn't even speak... he just looked at her, with a pleading and desperate look, as if asking for release.
"How are you, darling, how are you? We haven't talked for ages... this Thomas wants you all to himself!"
"Oh Amourette... you can't imagine how much I've missed you... I think of you every second of the day."
"Even when you're serving Thomas?"
"Especially then... even more intensely."
"Hahaha poor thing"
Despite the emotional charge, John couldn't help being aroused by looking at Amourette' s naked shoulders... and that brought him a discomfort.
Neither of them had made any reference to his cage, but the look on both their faces said that this was John's greatest suffering.
"We'll talk about it in detail tomorrow."
Amourette said, lightly touching John's cage with her finger over his pants.
This minimal contact made him jump. It was the first time that a woman, and especially this particular woman who had unwittingly condemned him to a life of slavery and virginity, had come into such close contact with him... even so, even so minimally.
Unable to say anything else, Amourette cupped John's face between her palms and gave him a juicy kiss on the cheek.
John's penis and balls turned purple and his brains turned to mush.
"Tomorrow at 10 a.m., honey, be at my house. We'll have our session there."
She said and gestured to the little key hanging around her neck.
The precious moment was interrupted by Thomas who came out of the toilet and rudely said...
"You idiot, go into the bathroom and stay there until I tell you! Don't make a sound. I want to fuck my whore with my comfort."
"Hahaha mercy! What are you doing to him, man... give him a break"
"You still haven't seen anything... I'll make your buddy watch me and shake."
"You're upsetting his psychology with all this, I'm telling you the truth... I'm worried about him, don't forget he's my patient"
"Nothing's wrong with him... I know what I'm doing!"
"I hope so... Have you taken much advantage of him these days?"
"Yes, a little."
"I can imagine yours... a little..."
"I could have done more..."
"I don't doubt it, John's in a terribly violent state. A personality like yours, especially at the moment, can really make him do anything you want."
