He agrees

Frank looked down at the girl, savouring her abject compliance. He had considered sending her home because he didn't like sharing space while he slept. Although he thought the girl presented no real danger, the cage was designed for a dog, and she could escape with ease if she chose. The fact that she had not spoke to how broken and submissive she was, but he was uncertain how long that would last.

Having her sleep on the bed or on the floor beside his bed had it's points. In the remote possibility that she attempted to harm him he could easily overpower her, and he had always woken quickly to any suspicious noises.

And her point about her being useful if he woke in need of a fuck was a good one he smiled.

"You can sleep at the foot of the bed," he growled softly. "I'll untie you. If you cause trouble, you will be a very sorry bitch."

"I will cause no trouble Signore....none...thank you Signore...thank you so much...I will be a good bitch for Signore..."

Frank untied her and patted her head, then gestured to the stairs.

"Come bitch. Crawl after me." He grinned as he led the crawling and thoroughly degraded girl upstairs to his bedroom.

"In the morning I'll decide whether I put you back in the cage or send you away."

"Please...Signore...the cage...please...I...I love the cage..."

"I'll decide in the morning," he repeated flatly as he undressed. Megan sat on her haunches and watched him, her eyes following his every move. He gave a smirking chuckle as he observed her behaviour, then tapped the foot of the bed. She quickly clambered onto the bed and curled up, looking at him with wide eyes.

"Good bitch," he smiled, climbing into bed, quickly asleep.