I woke up, my head was pounding, my body ached terribly. A few moments passed, blissful moments, I forgot where I was, what was happening to me. I struggled against the ropes binding me once again, all I could do is writhe on the floor, lit by the sunlight beaming through the open curtains.
Chloe and Alan slept still, curled up into each other. I watched them for a few moments, they looked peaceful. I turned away and retreated into my own mind. I would be thankful for them to wake up, for Alan to apologise, to resolve the issue with Chloe. I thought about what I'd say, whether this meant anything for our future together. Most of all, in that moment, my heart hurt.
After a long while, Alan stirred. Chloe turned away from him as he sat up in bed. He looked down at me, smiling, and I looked up at him. I hated him. I was furious. I began to muffle obscenities from behind my ball gag. He chuckled softly. I was uncertain, it goes without saying that I'd never been in this situation before. More than anything, I just wanted to be untied to I could be alone.
Alan winked at me, smiling still. He turned his back to me, toward Chloe, and kisses her on the cheek. She stirred.
"Good morning." She said, she sounded happy.
"Morning princess." Alan replied, he kissed her again, on the lips, they began to make out. I struggled, hoping my ropes would break, I had thought it often through the night. It was as if Chloe was possessed, as if she didn't want the excitement of last night to end. I thought about waking up next to her, about kissing her like that, a tear rolled down my cheek. I stared at the ground.
"Why don't you go and make some breakfast for me? I'd like that." Alan said. His voice was gentle, sincere, nurturing.
"Of course." Chloe sounded chirpy. She rose from the bed. Alan gave her a playful slap on the ass, and she giggled. Pulling on a night gown, she stepped over me as if I weren't there. I couldn't believe it. Waves of sadness and betrayal crashed over me.
She descended the stairs, and I was left alone with Alan for the first time. In the light of day, with no alcohol in my system, I could see him how he truly looked. He was wrinkled, his teeth yellowed, his skin leathered. He was slightly out of shape, with hair covering his chest and back. I remembered the feeling of his cock inside my mouth, pressing against the back of my throat, the bitter taste of his cum, I felt repulsed.
"I had fun last night, didn't you, boy?" He said, I grunted angrily. He swung his legs off the bed, and looked down at me. He lifted his foot and pressed it against the back of my head. I was so angry, I could have burst.
"Right, let's get you sorted out then." He said. He stood, and moved over to my feet, slowly undoing the knots that bound them together. I was relieved, I could finally get away from this disgusting man. Once my feet were untied, I stretched as much as I could, my legs were cramped and painful.
Alan lifted me to my feet, I could barely move my legs as my knees were still tied together, I struggled to steady myself. Alan took the length of rope tied around my neck, and held it in front of me. He tugged it gently, forcing me to take a few clumsy steps forward. Alan laughed, and slapped me hard on the ass. I whimpered, and shouted through my gag. He was about to untie me, that's what was happening.
He started to walk out the door, and I had to follow him, doing my best not to fall over. He led me across the hallway using my leash, and into the bathroom. He flicked the light on, closed the door, and locked it.
"Kneel." He said, lowering me to the floor. "Now, I'm going to take your gag off. If you make a single sound, I'm going to kick you in the balls, like this." He kicked me, I doubled over, grunting with the pain, which shot up my abdomen like lightning. I was winded, I was scared, I looked up at him, pleading with my eyes, he smiled. He had a look of joy in his eyes. I nodded, slowly.
He unbuckled my gag. I bowed my head, silently, breathing heavily. My head was filled with what could be about to happen to me.
"Open your mouth, nice and wide." Alan said. I snapped back to reality, complying, my mouth was wide open. Alan took his meaty cock in his hand, pointing it at my face.
