There are no windows, a dim a light on the ceiling, and only the one door out. I am trapped by the walls, held in restraints, scared out of my mind, a...d yet all I want is for Master to return. The man who encaged me is the only one I want. The day turns in to night and day and night again. The hours I spend locked away, with no contact to anyone, or anything. He is breaking me. Trapped, alone and scared, the only one to know where I am is Master. All I want is him. I crawled to the mattress and. Ryan looked into her watery eyes and then looked passionately at her pink lips. Ryan now bent down and give Rati a deep kiss on her lips. Rati responded by throwing her long slim arms around Ryan’s neck and began to respond to Ryan’s kiss.Rati loved to kiss. Kissing was her favourite intimate activity. She was not happy that Ryan forbade her from kissing her sex partners. She would’ve enjoyed sex with these strangers much more had Ryan allowed her to kiss them.Ryan had forbidden it by. She was carried a few steps across a floor that echoed like tile, into an open space that smelled of pine and very faintly of patchouli, but was not set down. The tireless man still had her 5-foot-3, 110-pound body slung over his shoulder. He stealthily reached under the blanket and the skirt of her nightgown to stroke her ass. He then reached between the cheeks and grazed her anus with his finger, but he was more interested in the pussy an inch or two forward. Christina could not help but moan. Fuck, that was a good dream… I rolled over, only for something to get in the way. I looked down, and sighed at myself. Morning wood, of course. That always seemed to happen when I dreamt of her… It’d go away soon enough. I rose from bed and ran my fingers back over my head, smoothing my fur. My ears perked forward and I turned to face my bedroom mirror. Staring back at me was an image I took great pride in keeping up. Thick and glossy mahogany fur, solid except for the lighter color on my face.