Caged Heat (Clean)

Author's note: From this point on, the watersports-chapters will be significantly longer than the clean ones. The clean ones are so-called "edited" or "censored" chapters.

LANA

He had caged me like an animal.

A sexpet.

A cumpuppy.

A creature that is only meant for fucking.

A creature that only thinks about sex.

Which was completely true.

I tried my best writing all of my ”assignments” through the bars of my cage, but it’s not that fucking easy with one hand constantly plunging your fingers in and out of your pussy.

It didn’t help me focus on the texts either.

The moment he made me enter this locked space, my loins began burning up.

I hated that I had turned into this weak, perverted creature.

It’s just... He was so powerful...

He could make me do literally anything...

What if anyone from my old school saw me now? I was an honor student for fuck’s sake. And now I was a naked, pathetic whore, fucking my own hand while waiting for my master to return. Reputation down the toilet.

No, don’t think about toilets... God...

I looked at the two bowls. There were only a couple cornflakes left. I guess I was hungrier than I thought.

He better come back home soon!

I was still reserving my water, only half of it was gone. Who knows how long I might actually end up staying here?

I needed to think about my survival!

It’s just... Even that small amount... It was making me want to piss already.

How long had he been gone? 4 hours? 5 hours? 6 hours?

It was impossible to think about time while being this drunk on lust. I mean I guess I could count it by how many times I plunged my fingers inside my cunt, they seemed to go in and out like a fucking metronome.

I used to fantasize about men in the novels I read... And I think masturbated like one time a week. Max. Now it was... just Him... constantly, every day, every hour... using me roughly, ordering me to do the most depraved things...

The only exception I allowed into my fantasies was that it was just me and Him. No other women. I was his only ****. The only one who could satisfy Him.

Oh God just the thought made me so hot I wanted to burst!

But I knew it wasn’t my pussy that was about to burst.

It was my bladder.

Constantly teasing me nether regions like this... It had a cumulative effect.

But I didn’t want to piss in that bowl! I mean how degrading was...

Fuck it. Fuck it fuck it.

I was about to burst! Please return now! Please!

Please! Please! Please! Pl-

KRSHAAW!

Holy fuck!

That was the front door!

He was back!

Did my prayer actually work?

I got on all fours, like an excited puppy.

I couldn’t help it, the reaction felt so natural.

”Oh hi! What’s my little cumpuppy been up to?” he said, walking up to my cage.

I wonder how I looked? I mean I had been near constant climax for the last 4-6 hours... I had to be crimson red and sweating from every pore of my body.

”I... Did... stuff...”

Oh shit. I could barely speak. I was practically panting. And humping the floor, I think.

Not only that, my brains were going haywire. I couldn’t even give him a proper answer.

Please don’t punish me for that, master!

”Would cumpuppy like some dick now?”

I nodded enthusiastically. Way too enthusiastically.

He removed the padlock from the door.

I was.... free?

I think he waited for me to reach for His zipper immediately, but...

There was another, more urgent issue.

”Master, may I... please... the bathroom?”

He chuckled at that, but nodded.

I almost got on two feet, to run as fast as I could, but... Maybe he’d rather see me crawl there on all fours?

Like an... animal?

Yeah, I definitely felt his eyes on my swaying ass as I raced for the toilet.

Correct choice, Lana!

When I returned, he was sitting down on his bed, reading the laptop.

”I’m reviewing your work. Entertain me in the meantime.”

He didn’t have to ask twice. I crawled as fast as I could over to his jeans, pulling down his zipper with my mouth. Just like that first night we fucked.

It was only... two weeks ago? ...It felt like a lifetime already.

I bit down on his underwear, revealing the Behemoth beneath his pants. My only source of fantasy and joy these days.

I swallowed it as fast as I could. Like it was a mirage that could disappear any second.

SLURP! GLUK! SLURP! GLUK!

I tried making as much noise as possible, while he read my writings... Maybe it would excite Him enough so He would fuck me? And then... Maybe... let me cum?

SLURP! GLUK! SLURP! GLUK!

That went on for five minutes. Which was fine, I was more than starting to love the taste of his dick. It had a... special flavor, somehow. I always felt I had given him some truly excellent blowjobs, but this was one of the best. The way switched between slow and forceful, tender and rough... But still... He was holding on.

Had he just cum or something? It didn’t even feel like close to exploding.

I wonder which slut he had fucked now? Gretchen? Anna-Marie? Some other bitch?

It just made me angry, so I increased my efforts.

”Really?” He finally spoke up. ”This was the best work you could do for the schoolgirl piece? It sucks. There’s no real eroticism here. It’s just boring witticisms. I think it’s making me so flaccid that even your mouth can’t fix it.”

I had to stop for a second.

My writing... bad? But... That’s not possible! I made sure that article was pristine, with so many conjunctions and metaphores and- Oh God it was too smart. I had made it too smart. Of course he wouldn’t like that! He hated smart! Fuck!

”I-I-I’m sorry, master... please, let me try-”

”Shut up. I think you might need some bondage lessons yourself. You need to.... really feel this stuff, you know. But not right now. I need to check your other task first.”

My other task?

Oh yeah, my...

The script for my call with Katie.

My sister.

I dreaded doing that.

He knew that. And I’m sure he enjoyed every second of it.

He read it surprisingly fast.

”Hey! Great work, cumpuppy! This works perfectly.”

He patted my head.

I leaned into his hand. I couldn’t help it.

He picked up his cellphone, and handed it to me.

”Make the call now. You’re ready.”

Oh God. Now?

JACK

I watched her fumble with the phone for a while, but she finally managed to punch in the right digits.

The beginning of the call was boring. As expected. She and her sister changed pleasentries, blaa blaa blaa...

But we were about to get to the good part. I could see Lana’s eyes beginning to well up.

She was going to put in all her acting skills.

”I’ve been...” she sniffed loudly. ”Sexually harrassed. By... Maria Diamanti.”