Moving In

Once your time to relax and breathe easy was done my wife materialized with a collar and a leash, as well as a ring gag. She put them all on you then spanked you a few times, just because she could. I had you follow me up the stairs, crawling on hands and knees, boobs swinging underneath you, and showed you to your room. “Room may have been a strong word”, you thought internally. The space you were allotted was all of about 5 feet long by 3 feet wide. Half of the room was a cage, a dog kennel that had a small amount of bedding for you. The other half had a dildo attached to the wall, and a bucket for you too piss in. Once the door was shut, there was no light in the tiny cubby. “You’ll sleep in here cunt. Once you prove you can obey rules and understand your place in this family you may be allowed to sleep elsewhere. Occasionally I will give you a task that lets you take a place in the bed with me at night; but you’ll find out more about that later. In the meantime, do you have questions?” You tried to speak but the ring gag muffled it. “Good, I’ll put your things in storage since you won’t need them for a bit. Start fucking that dildo like the pathetic cunt you are, and then we will go over the rules in this house”. I shut the door and went to get my wife; you couldn’t help but imagine her again, shapely little body, short, and honestly just hot. You heard some noises that let you in on the fact I was fucking her, making your cunt drip as you pounded the dildo on the wall harder. Any fear that was left disappeared as you worked the dildo in and out of your pussy; moaning softly as you put your head to the ground and slammed your hips onto it, melting.