Chapter Six

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Heather's POV

He spread my ass and slowly rubbed the plug against me. I pulled lightly away as he tried to push the toy into me. I stopped moving as he finally let it sink in. He motioned me to stand. I did what i was told and he grabbed my chin to lift my head. He looked into my eyes, spinning me around to face the mirror.

"What do you think Heather? I think you look stunning, simply stunning." He said as his eyes trailed up and down my body. He grabbed my leash and slowly pulled me along, leaving the room and going back into a small lounge room. Bob took a seat at the table and begin to pull on the leash causing me to bend over the table.
I heard the door open behind me as i struggled slightly.
Bob stroked my hair while somebody walked up behind me and started to massage my thighs.

"Go ahead and try her out. The rougher the better for this one. Yes a bit of an attitude problem but we're solving it." Bob said and stood up. He whistled happily to himself as he left the room and closed the door behind him.

Bob come back into the room about 45 minutes later and found me still bent over the table. Cum and juice dripped out of me and ran down my thighs, mascara streaking down my face as I sobbed quietly. Bob whistling that same tune as he took off his pants and boxers. He released me from the desk allowing me to stand.

"How was your morning Heather? Did you enjoy yourself?" He grinned at me.

"Well , makes no difference, now you can take care of me.  On your knees." He said. I glared at him making him sigh impatiently.

"Heather really, have the last 24 hours taught you nothing?" He stared at me, his lips curling cruelly. I begin to drop to my knees and crawled towards him. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me closer roughly. I opened my mouth and began to suck.

"This is what you are for Heather, your here to please your master. Do you understand?" He asked me. His head rolled back as my tempo increased. A slight moan escaped his lips. He grabbed the back of my head and shoved my face against him as his cock spasmed in my throat. He felt himself getting close and without warning, he slammed into my throat as he shot streams of sticky cum into me. Bob dressed and dragged me back to the room and motioned me towards my cage. I crawled in and without a word Bob tossed in my pathetic sandwich and a water bottle. He silently turned the light off and closed the door.

Only to come back in the middle of the night.

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