I didn’t even think about being self-conscious about the pre-cum that had stained my underwear.She slowly sank down on her knees, and carefully, gen...ly pulled my underwear down, away from my rock hard and bobbing cock, down to my ankles. I stepped out of my jeans and underwear in one motion. I was dying inside, wondering what she was going to do so close to my raging cock, her face just an inch away from my throbbing and pre-cum oozing shaft.Ever so slowly, she moved her lips to just inches. How long before Sandra got tired of me and did me in? Or decided to let me starve.A couple of days with only minimal torture and mostly humiliation followed and I slowly healed. When the next weekend came I was still bruised all over but most of the pain was gone. Sandra had me play fetch again, it hurt me a lot as my legs wouldn't straighten all the way any more and the weight of the manacles they had put on me made my movements sluggish.When she put me back in the cage she turned to me and. I told her to close her eyes asp presented it to her. When she opened her eyes, she was stunned, the smile on that cute, little face was nice to see.. Then, all of a sudden, she began to cry."I'm sorry!" she said, as she went into the bathroom.I felt terrible, that was the last thing that I wanted, or expected to happen. After about two minutes, she emerged. "Are you okay?" I asked, "I didn't mean to upset you."She replied., "I'm sorry, it's the first time I've had a birthday, and not been with. "Shortly, raising his head off his hands, looking very upset and stern, he asked again, "She threw YOU out of the house. Right, Mandy?" Yes."Her current letch of a boyfriend threatened to rape me if I didn't have sex with him. I told my mom. She went ballistic, telling me I was trying to ruin her relationship.She pushed me out into the street, telling me never to come back and slammed the door. I was out on the street for a week; Nothing to eat, Nothing to wear, until Bob took me in."Still.