You wake up

The next morning you wake up for the feeling of cock rubbed against your face. You open your eyes, and see the exact sight that is expected in the back of your mind: Mr. Pearson towers above you, rubbing his giant cock against your pitiful form. Seeing that you are awake, he laughs, and continues to unlock your ballgag. Then the entire thing is inserted in, and you begin to suck on it eagerly, his semen down your throat after a couple of minutes.

After you are finished, you get some breakfast: in the shape of some chopped meat, rice and an onion. You eat everything, and you receive a reassuring pat on your shoulder “Good pet,” then you expect Mr. Pearson to leave, but he actually runs back to you.

“Oh, I actually forgot one thing,” he says, and wraps a blindfold around your head. And it is only after that when he leaves the apartment.

Damnit! You think to yourself. How are you supposed to escape now?

You take a deep breath, and try to calm yourself down. Then, as a result of an erratic impulse, you begin to struggle like a madwoman, and you keep doing it until you limbs simply refuse to move.

“MMMM!!!” you groan. But deep down you know that you lost.