Thankfully by the time we got to her large house I had calmed myself a good bit.At her house, which I had been to a couple of times before for work fu...ctions, I knew the main floor. But she took my wrist just like a mother would hold her little boy and led me to the furnished basement. In the basement, there was a laundry room to one side but the rest of the basement was behind a locked door. When we entered it, we were entering what would be my new home for the next six years.There was a. .. But I dared not touch my cock. I knew I'd get yet another caning! My balls felt like they would explode!As morning approached, I woke and again rolled around in the straw, frantically tugging at my chain. My erection came back. I was ravenously hungry.At last, the cell door opened, and I thankfully took the position of respect. I gratefully gulped down the repulsive dog food and slurped up my water, like a dog on his chain.'Get in position, dog!' said Susan's voice, coldly. My hands were. In the mornings every day I put my hands inside my underwear she saw me next I made my dick partially visible and later I held it in my hands and so on and this went for days but nothing was working so I taught of a plan I put a waste cloth on the floor to which I attached I string and tied it to my hand. She came she started sweeping she saw the cloth and then she pulled it which made my hand move through the blanket and hence revealing my cock she got shocked and stood in front of me I opened. I looked out my window and saw beautiful day. The sun was out, the temperature was warm, the birds were chirping, and the sweet sound of lawn mowers, trimming neighbor’s lawn, filled echoed throughout East Avenue.I continued to scan the neighborhood, when something caught my eye. Through the Smiths upper window, I saw Rachel waking up. She was slowly pushing herself up from her soft bed. Rachel and I had been good friends ever since she moved here from Iowa.Rachel arose to her feet. She was 5?.