She didn't know how long she'd slept or what time it was when she woke up but her limbs were stiff and sore and she struggled to stretch them out in the small space. As she sat in the dark she had time to reflect on the day before and she was horrified with herself. She hadn't fought hard enough, she'd given in too easily. She should have screamed and kicked and starved herself before letting him lead her around like an animal and using her body for his sick pleasure. Her body. It didn't even feel like her body today, it had betrayed her and it no longer deserved to be trusted. She resolved that the next time would be different, she wouldn't let that happen again no matter what it took. The problem with making such a decision of course is that it's so much more devastating when you give in, especially when you do it as quickly as she was about to.
The problem was she had to pee. By the time he entered the room that morning she was squirming and pressing her legs together in desperation and from the way he looked at her she could tell he knew. He opened her cage and waited but she didn't move, her resolve to be uncooperative still strong and fresh in her mind. Except she really needed the bathroom and when he began to shut the door all resolve crumbled as she imagined being left again for hours like he had done when she wouldn't take the water.
"No, wait!" she said and she moved around onto her hands and knees to show she wouldn't make things difficult. "Please I really need to use the bathroom."
He waited long enough that she began to doubt he would show any mercy but eventually the door swung open and she crawled out, wincing as he clipped the leash on. She crawled behind him quickly, trying to ignore the pain in her bladder as he led her out the door and into a small room immediately opposite. It was white with a toilet and a small shower stall but no sink or mirror. She waited for him to leave so she could relieve herself but he stood in the room with her silently, the door still wide open. Dread filled her.
"Oh no, please just two minutes. Two minutes, I promise I won't take long." Pain was throbbing up the side of her abdomen now and she knew she wasn't going to be able to hold it much longer whether he was there or not. Her crying was silent and she felt a powerful surge of anger bursting through her chest, but it wasn't at him. She knew what she was about to do and already hated herself for it. She got up and emptied her bladder, her eyes glued to the floor and her leash still held in his hand. Not only was she once again filled with shame but after all of her determination that morning she had already been reduced to someone who didn't even warrant an answer when she begged for dignity.
Chastened, she didn't protest as he tugged her back down onto all fours and back into her room. The food bowl was empty but the water bowl was full and he let her drink from it as much as she wanted, which was considerably less than it had been the day before. She wanted to spend as little time in the bathroom as possible. She followed back out and down the hall but the closer they got to the end the more resistance she began to give until the collar was uncomfortably tight around her neck. He was going to put her back in the chair. As soon as she saw it she sat down and started shaking her head, tears spilling down her cheeks.
"No please, please don't, I promise I'll be good!" He pulled on the collar and it cut into her air and made her cough and gasp but she still refused to move towards it. That chair terrified her and though she told herself it was the shocks she was scared of she knew deep down that she was more afraid of the fact that her pussy was already twinging at the sight of it. He didn't sigh or yell at her outburst but simply bent down and picked her up as easily as he would a child. She instinctively knew not to struggle but she continued to whimper and cry as he took her over to the chair and sat her down. She realized immediately that the dildos from the day before weren't there and it calmed her enough that he was able to strap her wrists down without any fuss from her. He moved to the ankles and worked his way up so that by the end she could barely move, her whimpers and occasional pleading ignored. When he held up the penis shaped gag she couldn't even turn her head away and it only took a sharp squeeze of his fingers on her jaw with his to slide it down. Something went on her nipples in a very gentle pinch and then he moved away and behind the chair. There were noises, she could feel something come away from the seat and then screeched as she felt something big and wet slide into her pussy. The same was done to her ass and once again she was trapped and helpless and he left without a glance back.
There were films today. It started out the same as the day before with more innocent videos of naked women serving food or kneeling and the vibrations and shocks followed in the same pattern. This time though she knew what to do and it only took a few minutes of shocks while women ordering men about for her to start begging for the good feelings.
It worked for a while but she was being edged again and the longer she suffered in the chair, the more graphic the videos became. Women kneeling and begging to suck cock. Women bent over and fucked without receiving any pleasure for themselves. The dildos started moving, the one in her ass now as well as the one in her cunt and she could feel her wetness dripping down her thighs.
A woman tied bent over a table with one cock in her ass and another in her mouth, the two men discussing golf absentmindedly as they pumped into her. Another with her hands tied to a pole and a ring gag holding her mouth open, helpless to move as dick after dick was pushed down her throat. She was groaning and pleading and practically screaming with the desire to cum but every time she thought it would happen they'd show her the other kind. A woman holding a man's head between her legs. Two women walking freely down the street, fully clothed. A woman talking over a man. A woman talking to a man. A woman talking. The shocks were getting stronger and more painful and finally she realized what they were telling her. She shut up. No more begging, she endured the chair with whimpers and groans and almost immediately the vibrations were amped up and the dildos were moving faster. It took almost no time to push her into orgasm and as she gasped and shook with pleasure she kept her eyes glued on a girl who was leashed and collared and sucking her masters cock under the kitchen table while he ate dinner.
She couldn't remember anything about the second time she came or the third, or the tenth. It was all rolled into one long mind bending experience that left her shaking and numb and helpless by the time he came to collect her. She kept her eyes lowered as he took her out of the chair and back to her room. She drank more water and when she saw there was food in her bowl she only hesitated a moment before sitting back on her knees, waiting for him to pull out his cock. It made her cunt twinge when she saw it and when he made no move towards her she crawled to cover the distance and took him into her mouth, trying to remember everything he'd told her the day before. She was hungry, that was all. She needed to eat. And she was too tired to resist, it just made sense to give him what he wanted. That's all it was, that was reasonable. Anyone else would have done the same thing. There was a pillow waiting for her in the cage tonight and when he unhooked her leash at the bowls she quietly turned and crawled across the room and into her little prison, excited to sleep with her head on something soft.
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