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DAY 9 - MONDAY 21:53
I laid in bed naked as the day I was born and with the current heat I could not take to have any kind of sheet on me. My hand moved down to my groin as I slowly began to tug on my cock. Thinking back to everything that had happened of late and the false promises I make and the fact that I myself had someone running round with my housekey was annoying but as he had not came last week and used me I felt a bit more secure I had infact told my landlord and he was going to get the locks changed when lockdown and all the more urgent jobs had been repaired. Ok I didn't tell him the truth I told him I dropped them down a grate when I was running.
I was stroking my cock slowy at first as I looked through my phone none of these people who thought they owned me could see my free will and the fact I could stroke my cock. I feel that long distance master was growing more and more suspicious as he asked for more and more proof I was locked up.
It was almost a relief when I was in bed claiming to be asleep glancing through porn on my laptop. The porn flicked on and and the typical pornhub start up changed to notes about a glory hole in Florida. As I continued to stroke my cock moaning softly to myself the scene jumped to a guy laid there his legs through and chained up his arse open for anyone to use. Pulling on my cock moaning and blabbering to myself they used a dildo on the chained lad.
Turning up the volume I moved my hand faster up and down the shaft. I was already pretty close to coming as one of the guys was ramming the poor bitch laid down. Closing my eyes imagining it was me tied down I had to slow down as I got to the edge.
What I would give to be laid there, "Fuck yeah." I moaned as one of the stars said, "Call me your fucking daddy..." My cock twitched the sound of skin on skin as I heard, "You want my seed in you."
I let go of my cock as my cum spurt from my cock covering me. I laid my head back and closed my eyes.
DAY 10 - TUESDAY 8:30
Waking up slowly opening my eyes I looked down and at the cum dried on my torso I am sure I hadn't cum that much when I looked at the amount that cover me. I rolled off the bed to my feet and walked down the stairs and jumped into the shower. As the water cascaded over me and having to deal with the goofy dog whining at the door I ran my hair to my cock.
Having showered going back up the stairs the dog looked at me. I quickly put some dog food in the bowl dripping naked I went up the stairs closing the stair gate behind me. Opening my wardrobe all I could find was one black t-shirt, one black hoody, one jock strap, one white y-fronts, a pair of black shorts and one pair of socks.
"What the fuck?" I cried out I lifted the shirt and it had a couple of tears in the front. "Kinda hot." I whispered to myself before picking up the jock and the shorts.
Placing my hand in my pockets I found a piece of paper, "Next week I will wake you up." It was then a picture fell from the paper and it was hand drawn and me naked. How long had he been watching me sleep. I did not know if I found it creepy or sexy. Was it both I asked myself.
Slipping on my socks and putting on my trainers I left the shirt and the hoody in the cupboard and went downstairs. The day went quiet well the stream was busy and through that I wore the ripped shirt and hoody. Dressed like this I felt like a slut. I was now more sure that him watching me was hot did he watch me last week too.
WEDNESDAY - 10:00
I popped my only clothes into the washing machine and looked around for a towel the only towel I could find what was clean was one that hardly went round my waist but thats all I could use when their was a knocking at the door. I approached the door putting the towel around my waist and the slither of skin showing off the top of my thigh.
I was turning bright red as I opened the door and the landlord was stood with a locksmith. I looked the locksmith up and down and there he was a tool belt on and he looked early twentys maybe a bit younger. I blushed as I looked him up and down, "I... I... need too get some work done." I quickly retreated to behind the curtain in my studio when a message came through on my phone.
`Why are you wearing a towel bitch.'
"I have to go will leave you with Michael." My landlord shouted.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." I whispered under my breathe.
I didn't reply I heard his car door open and close as I paused and then I breathed as he left.
`Drop the towel!' another message came through.
I could not go grab the cage and slip it on Michael the tanned skinned, 5'8, dark haired guy with, bushy eye brows, dark brown eyes, a darker spot on his cheek. I looked up at the camera and then I dropped the towel.
`Wheres the cage?' The next message ran through.
"Fuck sake!" I cried out loud enough for Michael to hear me.
"Are you OK?" He replied.
"Yeah, I was just..." I tried to say.
I picked up the towel and paused.
Why? You stalling!' A message came through. Go get your cage?'
I was stuck like a rabbit in the headlights. I couldn't move...
The curtain began to twitch and Michael opened it he slid the curtain before looking at the towel on the floor. Then he looked at me s a message came through. `Whose that?'
I paused I turned my back to Michael as he grabbed my phone he replied speaking out his reply, "I am Michael here to fix his door."
Michael smirked as he read a reply out, "Yeah my slut thinks he was allowed to take his cage off." He paused, "I'll leave you to it or should I..."
I looked over my shoulder at Michael, "If you want to fuck him do it now..." Michael smirked, "Does this guy decide who fucks you."
Michael walked away closing the curtain I looked up at the camera and then at the floor.
`I am disappointed in you! I will message you later.'
I could not think anything I picked up my towel and put it around my waist. I looked over at Michael, "Where is your family from?"
"Italy, Germany and Puerto Rica. My Grandparents moved here it is something which kinda happened." He looked me up and down again. "Seriously, does he choose who you fuck?" He bit his lip. "I mean, I'm gay and free after this job. Usually my Dad does these jobs bet you're glad that he's not here now."
I looked down at the floor, "Kinda, well he thinks he is in charge." I smirked, "I kinda have a few people I have on that they are in control hook."
"So you're a tease then? You wouldn't let him tell you to bend him and let me screw you." He placed his hand in the tool belt.
I did not know what to say, I was left unable to speak. "I..."
"Maybe this will help..." He pulled his shirt off and wiped his forehead of the sweat. He continued to change the lock and I was just watching him in complete lust.
I stepped towards him and kissed him pushing him against the wall. Locking my lips on to his. I broke the kiss. "No it is my choice." I ran my hands over his body I unclipped his toolbelt. Dropped to my knees as my towel fell to the floor. He looked at the open door and then down at me.
"You going to do this without a lock on you're door." He groaned as I kissed his body.
I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down. He had gone commando so I slapped my mouth around his cock and began to suck it as the door opened as someone knocked.
There was the Scottish delivery driver, "Oh boy..."
I turned slightly and looked at him. The cock still in my mouth. Michael grabbed my hair and rammed his cock down my throat, "We forming a cue here? He really is a slut."
"You have slept naked I know that, you're clothes are all in my van so you're doing well." The Scottish master said.
"Oh you're the reason he is dressed like a slut then?" Michael moaned while he face fucked me the door wide open.
"Yeah, I didn't think about washing the clothes and how awkward that would be. I am Bruno." Bruno took out his phone and started to record the action. "Oh bitch if you're gonna sleep around atleast film it for me." He paused, "That's a new rule."
Bruno kept filming as Michael used his right hand and pulled my head back and wanked his cock, I looked at his face as he closed his eyes. His cum splattered against face as Bruno laughed.
I looked over at the door and Hanna a nineteen year old white boy from over the road was stood at my door his hand on the hips, "Private party?"
"Bruno is it?" Michael asked looking down at my face covered in cum.
"Well, ask him." He nodded down at me, "I haven't taken all his free will yet." Bruno said in his sexy Scottish accent.
"You can join if..." Hanna walked in pulled his shorts down and sat on the sofa. I went over got on my knees and put his cock in my mouth as Hanna began to film me sucking his cock like a cheap whore.
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