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Chapter 8 by Razor7826 Razor7826

What should I do now?

Try to plead with her to let me go.

Maria looked remarkably sympathetic to me, so I knew that she would be my one chance to escape. I crawled up to the gate and rested my hands on her, and started to speak. Instead, only panting noises came out, my lack of vocal chords seriously hindering my ability to communicate with Michael's daughter.

"Oh my, aren't you the cute one. I knew Father was keeping you for special purposes, and now I understand why. Does doggy want to play?"

Who was this bitch calling 'doggy'? Michael has taken so much from me in the last day, but not my dignity. Still, it probably would prove to be quite useful for me if I would play along with her sex-doggy expecations, as sick and twisted as they may be.

I tilted my head upwards and licked her fingers that were clenched through the meshed cage bars. If that weren't cure enough to get her to do what I want, then I didn't think anything would be.

"Ooooh, that is so cute. Let's go to my room and have some fuuuuuun." She showed a childlike smile, which made me wonder how much was wrong with this girl to be acting nearly ten years her junior. Maria opened her father's nightstand and removed a small key. With a quick turn, the lock to my cage was off and the woman was leading me down the hall towards her room. I had **** to crawl, the fast pace putting great strain on my wrists and knees.

Maria's room matched her personaility, but with the twist of sexual sadist. My similar interests gave me a bit of extra insight into her mentality. The pink color scheme and assorted stuffed animails betrayed her faux innocence, while the dildo's and bondage gear scattered around the room betrayed her total lack of sexual shame or moderation. Perhaps my idea of going with this woman had proven to be at least a little short-sighted.

Now in the privacy of her own room, Maria took no hesitation to begin her **** on me, and I assure you, it wasn't nearly as fun as she had made it seem out to be. Among the dildos and toys strewn around the room, she easily found all of the pieces that she needed. Two large vibrators were shoved into my bottom holes, and painfully at that. From underneath her bed, she pulled out a battery and several electrodes that she glued to my clit, abs and nipples. With a turn of a dial, my entire body spasmed in pleasure laced pain. As the jolts tore through my body, I tried to scream louder than I have ever screamed before, but instead I just made animal panting noises. Maria careesed by body, pinched my nipples, and slapped my face.

And then she made a mistake.

Her fingers slid into my mouth, and the opportunity for both **** and escape presented itself.

Should I bite her fingers?

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