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The next day you wake up in a similar fashion as yesterday: aroused as fuck thanks to the two inflatable plugs. But you are also frustrated due to your coming trial.

"Slept well, pet?" Elena asks just like yesterday. Your ballgag removed from your mouth. "You can kiss my feet now," you hear soon after. You lean down, and you proceed to do as ordered, your kisses spread all over the material.

"Say thank you for kissing my feet," she says.

"Thank you, Mistress," you answer.

"Also say thank you for enslaving you for the rest of your life," she adds.

"Thank you for enslaving me for the rest of my life, Mistress," you answer.

"Good pet," she says, then you can feel another tug instructing you to stop. "Curious of today's trial, hmmm?"

"Yes, Mistress," you nod.

"Come with me, pet," she says, and you can feel your leash yanked again. Your follow her to what you assume to be the living room. You can hear her as she raises an object in her hand. Something is placed and fastened around her body, then your neck is pulled forward with the leash. You can feel something thick pressed against your face, but also enormous. For a moment you are unsure what it could be. Then it finally clicks: it's a rubber dildo.

"The challenge is the following: you either give me an orgasm within five minutes, or I'm selling you in the **** Registry," she says.

You think about the act to protest. But you already accepted to get fucked by the men. Why would you disobey now?

Elena removes the ballgag from your mouth. Then the tip of the giant thing is pushed in, filling a large portion of your mouth. She pushes it all the way in, the end of the shaft deep down your throat. For a moment, you almost panic. But you have the skills to handle this.

You begin to suck on the dildo, Elena gasping as the inner portion moves inside her. Knowing what's at stake, you don't stop, and you keep moving your head up and down, the entire thing moving vehemently inside your mouth and throat. After about five minutes, Elena begins to moan. And you already know what that means: You won!

"Excellent, my pet," she says once she regained her composure.

With a sudden motion, you find yourself placed on the top of the bed. The zipper on your rear pulled down and the plug inside your vagina is removed. Elena points the tip of the dildo onto your vet pussy, "Time for your reward," then she thrusts it inside, you biting onto your gag, your strapped limbs tense from the euphoria.

She keeps ramming you for at least half an hour. During that time you practically orgasm your brains out. After that the plug is back however, and so is the vibrator, firmly strapped between your legs and turned to maximum.

"Gotta go job hunting," Elena says, and she proceeds to leave you alone in the apartment.

"Mhmmm!!"

"Mhmmm!!"

"Mhmmm!!"

The following hours you spend just like the last time. At night, Elena comes home, gets you back inside the cage and feeds you.

"I actually haven't decided yet about selling you. I'm thinking we should have a final trial tomorrow," she says when you would expect you to leave, then she walks out of the room.

"Mmmm!!!" you scream into the gag from the frustration. But now at least you realize what she is doing. This is the way she is going to break you. Keeping you in the depths of uncertainty until there is nothing left but the desire to please her. Problem is: it works. As you truly have no idea whether or not she would actually sell you.

Strange. In a sense, this is what you wanted. But you still feel like this is too much. You think perhaps you could try to escape. But how? The whole point of you being kept in the suit is that you would have no chance to escape until you are reduced to a mindless toy.

For some time, you lie in the cage and grope yourself. Then sleep finally takes you, with the hope that tomorrow would bring something better.

TO BE CONTINUED