Still Naturally Naked

I somehow manage to sleep, only really waking up when I hear the door of the house unlock and Kristy walks out. I soon felt her patting me on the head through the bars, and I look up, noticing it's Tasha. I do my best to stretch within the confines of the cage/. The cage, as the fog of waking up clears, that I agreed to remain in for the night. Ristinging the urge to shiver a bit, I remember my complete lack of clothing, and notice Tasha is wearing only a little more than I anyway. I shoot her s smile, noticing her pink, not to mention seemingly rather sheer nightie. The morning light shining on and through it, making it appear like small bits of something were reflecting from it, though all the same, all I could notice was how distinct her nipples appear, though it's fabric.

"Morning love... is Lori actually your name, or just what they call you when playing out being a doggie?". She pauses speaking, giggling. I wonder if she's looking for an answer, but if so, I felt no interest in speaking, rubbing her hand down to my shoulders and down my back, still smiling my way. "Well, just wanted to say I enjoyed our time together, and hope we can meet your friends soon. They must be fun to spend time with, if you're so willing to play such games with them."

She rolled her eyes, as I look about, noticing I was even more exposed than I first expected last night. A point I find myself rather excited over, and felt a rather discernible dampness forming in a spot that would be, under normal circumstances, be located between my legs...

Tasha giggles again, radiating a smile down my way, as she slowly runs a pair of fingers down my spine.. "Oh, before I forget... I got you something to eat. Don't worry... It's not for dogs. Hope you like scrambled eggs and bacon...maybe something to wash it down with?" She smirks down at me, and I nod, still unsure if I should speak, even if only Tasha is there.

She opens the cage's door from behind me, before deftly putting the plate and a cup down, managing even to get it where I could reach. "Don't try to get out... I'm already breaking what my friends may believe is something of a foe paux doing even this... I just remember how much better it was to eat real food, and I expect you may feel the same by now."

Maybe it was the rather... dog-themed meals I've been getting lately, but I quickly scarfed down the food, barely even passing to use the wet wipe she provided to clean my hands before scarfing it down. She laughed as I ate, "Yea, I thought as much... don't worry though, they are planning on going back to the park where they met your friends yesterday...maybe you can help lead us back... or if you still insist on not talking, we may meet them there? In any event, let me grab that plate once you're done. No point in leaving it with you."

I pause, watching her open the door, pulling out the surprisingly already empty plate, as I remember how much was on it only moments prior.... As she pulls it out, I watch as she closes it behind her and locks it up. My mind racing, I wonder if now would be a good time to speak up. She seems to understand how this 'game' works. I find myself in can be played, and perhaps it would help to speak up? Then again, it may just be a trap....