Once my eyes became accustomed to the steam-filled room, I found it was empty, so I sat naked on my towel.My cock was still standing to attention, whi...h was unusual for me. I normally only get hard for a minute or two then go all floppy. Suddenly the door opened and a chap aged about thirty who obviously works out due to his well formed six pack, and an older guy about late fifties with a well developed beer belly, entered the steam room. The younger guy sat next to me, while the older guy sat. Show time!What does your kennel smells like? Like a dog, I'd presume. But mine smells clean. It smells like the man himself.. Wood, pine and earth. I don't get into the cage. Not until like now. When I screw up, and have to be punished. Even then it's put off until the last. He really must be at his last. It kind of hurt to have disappointed him. I couldn't really pin down the logic of it, not now or ever. But it kind of chokes me silly. He opened the cage and I crawled in. I don't like closed. ‘What are his objectives, your Father? What’s important to him?’ ‘Money. Business. What people think of him. I guess what people think of him would be first, his image. God, that’s so important to him.’ ‘Family isn’t in there?’ It wasn’t surprise. He was so reluctant to ask, it seemed like he was apologizing for performing root canal without Novocain. ‘Yeah, I guess. It’s just not in the top three, although it’s probably important as part of his image. ‘Gee, this isn’t coming out right. I’m. "Alice, whatever are you doing? I don't think we are supposed to do that." Just relax, Gloria, I am just touching you a little. Open your legs, I want to see something." Alice, Your fingers are in my, you know! Oh, that is so nice, Alice. Please don't stop."She stroked Gloria's pussy with deep gentle movements of her fingers. Gloria's slit began to squirt into her hand as if it were being stroked by a long hard cock.If Gloria was a Robot, then she was well programmed to come to a strong orgasm.