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"Maybe He isn�t going to," she thought as she looked at Him innocently through the bars as He closed and locked her in.
Wanting so much to please Him, she stayed on her knees just looking through the bars at Him.
He crouched down and pulled out His dick, pissing in one of the shinny bowls.
�That�s your water, slave� He told her.
�Your Owner may or may not feed you, and depending on how good you are in there, I may or may not remove that gag right away, the intensity of your punishment is up to you, understand?�
Nodding was all she could do to communicate with Him.
He looked at His watch: it was six in the evening. Certainly she would be there all night.
Thoughts raced through her head, what would He do and would he really leave her there all night?
He sat on the couch and turned on the TV. She could not see the TV but could hear it as she grabbed the bars, staying on her knees, to stare into the living room.
She so wanted to beg to be released from this awful cage!
"Well," she reasoned, "better not even go there or she will be in it way longer."
He looked at her occasionally, gagged and not moving from the same position she was in.
Finally, He got up came over to her after about an hour.
�Turn around,� he commanded.
She obeyed, turning around to face away from Him as he unlocked and removed the gag.
�Now, slave, go drink!�
Gingerly she crawled over and put her face down to the bowl of piss, drinking with her tongue like a dog would. She lapped at it three times with her tongue and turned her head and glared at her Master.
He was watching her intently as she took a crawling step backwards from the bowl. But He didn�t say anything so she took another, crawling backwards back onto the mat He had placed there for her.
She crouched down lying like a dog would with her head on her forearms and her butt on her ankles.