You wait for your owner

You spend the rest of the day wandering around the apartment. You mainly practice on the dildos and lie on the carpet in the living room - you've already spent enough time on the sun. When Mr. O’Brian - no, Master - comes home, you go to him eagerly, ready for some action.

“Good pet,” he says, and pats your head.

He takes a couple minutes to get ready - bathroom, shirt off, some snacks -, but finally he takes some performance enhancing ****, gets you up on the couch, and starts fucking you proper.

“Ahhhhhh!!!” you moan aloud as he fucks you, then soon you find yourself on your knees, kissing and licking his shaft ever more eager. You keep sucking him as you receive one load in your mouth after the other, then you are on the couch again, with your buttplug promptly removed and Master’s cock inserted. He keeps fucking your ass for a few minutes, then it is your vagina’s turn once more, then you are back on the floor again, and continue to suck his cock.

It takes around three hours for the performance enhancing **** to wear off. But those are also the best three hours of your life. Well, one among the many! Master gives you a proper shower, and escorts you back to your cage. Your ballgag is placed in for the night, and he goes upstairs to end the day. That was good! You smile. And you let yourself slowly drift into sleep.