“Apologize” to Kyle

Kyle kneels down in front of your cage and sticks his semi erect cock through a gap between the bars. A bead of precum glistens on the tip as you hesitantly approach it.

“Do you want me to suck it Uncle John?” You ask

“Unless you’d prefer he use another hole of yours, yes.” Uncle John says, sitting in a chair to watch the two of you.

Slowly, you take the tip into your mouth. You close your eyes as tears roll down your cheeks, but you keep going, taking more of him until you feel it hit the back of your throat. Knowing how far you can take him, you back off slightly and begin sucking in earnest. You’d never actually done this before, only going so far as mutual masturbation with past boyfriends, but you did your best to mimic what you’d seen in porn.

Your timidness didn’t seem to be enough for him though, as suddenly your hair was grabbed and your face was pulled forward against the bars of the cage. Kyle got rougher now, fucking your face instead of just passively receiving the blowjob. You gag repeatedly, but he doesn’t stop.

Despite your shame and embarrassment, you also felt yourself getting wet from the situation. You weren’t sure if it was because you were getting facefucked by a stranger or being watched while you were doing it but whatever it was was making you horny as hell.

Before you’re ready you feel a strong, salty taste fill your mouth and you gag slightly at the warmth and unexpectedness of it. You’re about to spit it out when you hear your uncle speak up

“Swallow it.” He says

Through sheer willpower, you manage to swallow Kyles load, and come up gasping for air when his cock leaves your mouth. Strands of saliva and residual cum drip down your chin and onto your tits as Kyle stands up, thanks your uncle, and leaves the room. You cough repeatedly, trying to soothe your throat and catch your breath.

“How was your first taste of your time here?” Your uncle asks, adjusting an erection in his loose fitting sweatpants as he talks.

“Fuck you.” You say, tears still rolling down your cheeks

“Watch your language little miss, my patience only goes so far and I can get VERY creative with my punishments.” He says.

Your pussy still wet from your punishment just now, you begin to get an idea. An idea inspired by your newfound degradation kink as well as all the bondage porn you liked to watch back home. It was a gamble, as you didn’t know how far he’d go to punish an unruly servant, but it was a gamble that you were willing to take.

“No. Fuck you! You’ll never turn me into some fuckdoll bimbo like Kyle!”

“We’ll see about that.” He says, and presses a button on a key fob device he pulls out of his pocket.

All of a sudden your muscles tense as electricity shoots through your body, and you fall **** yet again.