Finally some rest

The rest of the night, or maybe even day (you're now completely detached from the passage of time), goes on much the same. You continue to slip in and out of consciousness and yet the men continue to use you however they please. After what feels like an eternity of getting fucked, you're finally surprised to awaken in a much darker room with absolutely no men around you.

You're lying on a dirt floor in what looks like some sort of underground basement. They have you locked in a cage down here with little to no light, making you only just able to see what's around you. There's noone else in the cage right now, but you can hear people walking around on the floorboards around you. You can also still hear the faint sounds of a girl moaning, obviously whilst getting fucked. However, this is far quieter than the loud symphony of multiple girls getting used which you were used to. You can still feel the collar locked around your neck from that initial camp that Darius and his men took you to. Your hands are also locked behind your back and you can feel cold steel pressing against your skin, indicating they've upgraded you to handcuffs rather than the rope they had you in before.

Your body is covered all over in cum after all those men fucked you in and out of consciousness. Looking at each of the splotches on your body you can't even remember who left each of their marks on you. Your holes are sore from being fucked so roughly for who knows how long and every now and then you feel the muscles in your asshole involuntarily spasm. You have no doubt it's probably gaping open right now and who knows how long it will take to fully recover, if it ever even will.

The only object you notice in the room is a steel doggy bowl in the corner of the cage. You crawl over to investigate. There are two bowls side by side, one containing some sort of mystery meat which if you had to hazard a guess would be canned dog food based on the foul smell. The worst part is that its covered in a slimy white substance which you know all too well. In the other bowl is a liquid which based on the smell definitely isn't water. In fact, you can tell that it's actually piss, which you're ashamed to recognise the smell of, having now drank some out of desperation.

As you look down at this atrocity of a 'meal' you feel your stomach grumble and your basic human needs get the better of you. You look around the room one more time to make sure no one else is around to witness the shameful act you're about to commit. With your hands locked behind your back you have **** but to eat directly with your mouth. You get onto your knees and try to gracefully lower yourself so you can eat from the bowl but instead awkwardly collapse so your face plants into the bowl of dog food. You embarassingly lift your face, now covered in dog food, from the bowl and start eating. You can't even imagine how ashamed you'd feel right now if someone else were to see you. The food tastes unbelievably salty but funnily enough with how hungry you are the taste doesn't seem to bother you. Considering the only other things that've been in your mouth since you woke up in that pod were a number of cocks and a carrot which came directly from your own asshole, the dog food isn't so bad.

With how hungry you are you finish the food in no time, which leaves you staring at the bowl of piss, tossing up whether or not you're going to drink it. Eventually your thirst gets the better of you and you shift over to the second bowl. You slowly press your lips to the surface of the liquid and start slurping up as best you can. The taste is still shocking to you but not so bad that it makes you feel any more sick than you already feel after eating the dog food.

After finishing you lick the bowl clean, getting every drop of thirst quenching piss you can get your tongue on. It's as you're doing this that you hear footsteps coming down a staircase around the corner.