The next day

The next day you wake up hoping that everything was just a dream. Some sort of a strange game your mind started to play with you. But of course: it isn't. And you are locked in this cage as long as your captor desires.

You also take note that you are horny as fuck. Your sex drive completely altered by the nanites. Your brain is still capable of independent thought. But if it was not for the straitjacket, you would be masturbating right now. And you would probably keep going as long as the muscles in your arms let you.

I'm gonna kill this guy, you think to yourself. And judging by the noises from the other side, you bet that Elena has the same idea.

After about an hour, the door opens. You recognize the sound of footsteps, as someone starts to circle around you. At a sudden, the steps cease, and two fingers enter your pussy. You tense, not really sure what to do. Then the arousal takes the better out of you, and you begin to move your rear up and down, all the while you moan vividly.

"Not so fast, lady," you hear as the two fingers leave your rear. Next you find yourself angry. It was such a good time you had. Why did it have to be ruined?

You can hear the man walk in front of your cage. A hand pressed on your face, and the ballgag is unlocked. Instinctively you open your mouth, and an enormous cock is pressed between your lips. You start to suck on it like the good slut you are, bobbing your head up and down. Then the cock gets absent from your mouth also. Getting you to the tipping point.

"Please, Master!" you plead shamelessly.

"What about the I won't be your pet part, huh?" Neil asks.

"Fuck you, Master!" you say then. In a way you meant this to be playful. But you find it a lot more sincere as it came out.

You expect to get slapped in the face for your dissonance. Instead, you hear the cage's door unlocked, and Neil escorts you outside. Thanks to the ridiculous heels, you have to follow him on your knees until you arrive on a pillow.

But why would he get you on a pillow?

SMACK!

"Ahhh!" you exhale as the flogger hits your naked butt.

"That's twenty strokes, sweetheart," Neil says. Out of mercy, he gets your ballgag back in your mouth. Then he starts hitting you.

SMACK!

"One," he says.

SMACK!

"Two," he says.

SMACK!

"Three," he says.

SMACK!

"Four," he says.

SMACK!

"Five," he says.

SMACK!

"Six," he says.

SMACK!

"Seven," he says.

SMACK!

"Eight," he says.

SMACK!

"Nine," he says.

SMACK!

"Ten," he says.

SMACK!

"Eleven," he says.

SMACK!

"Twelve," he says.

SMACK!

"Thirteen," he says.

SMACK!

"Fourteen," he says.

SMACK!

"Fifteen," he says.

SMACK!

"Sixteen," he says.

SMACK!

"Seventeen," he says.

SMACK!

"Eighteen," he says.

SMACK!

"Nineteen," he says.

SMACK!

"Twenty," he says. To your relief, you can hear the flogger put down on a metal surface. "You did good, my dear."

"Now let's do something else," he adds. He removes your ballgag, and he pushes his cock inside your mouth. You start sucking on it as ordered, and this time you are permitted to keep going, his sperm ejaculated down your throat a couple minutes later.

"Good pet! You see: you are already getting the hang of this," he says, and he pats you on the head like an animal.

"I'm not your pet!" the sentence slips out of your mouth. Then you find yourself trembling: you didn't actually expect to say this. But something made you do it anyway.

"That's another twenty, darling," Neil says. And you brace yourself.

SMACK!

"One," he says.

SMACK!

"Two," he says.

SMACK!

"Three," he says.

SMACK!

"Four," he says.

SMACK!

"Five," he says.

SMACK!

"Six," he says.

SMACK!

"Seven," he says.

SMACK!

"Eight," he says.

SMACK!

"Nine," he says.

SMACK!

"Ten," he says.

SMACK!

"Eleven," he says.

SMACK!

"Twelve," he says.

SMACK!

"Thirteen," he says.

SMACK!

"Fourteen," he says.

SMACK!

"Fifteen," he says.

SMACK!

"Sixteen," he says.

SMACK!

"Seventeen," he says.

SMACK!

"Eighteen," he says.

SMACK!

"Nineteen," he says.

SMACK!

"Twenty," he says. "Every time you question my authority, you are going to be punished. Is that understood?"

You nod. Your butt burning in pain.

"Eventually you will learn your place. You all do," he adds.

You nod again.

"Good," he says. He gives you a firm slap on your ass (albeit a rather painful one due to the circumstances), then you are escorted back in the cage. As he walks out, you remember that he didn't finish the job. But it's not like you could do anything about it, can you?