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Taking a deep breath, she had a rotten odor lingering on her mixed with Bradley and two packs.
“Who are you?” I turned my head to where I thought she stood.
“Why do you want to know?” She tweaked my nose.
“Can I go home?”
She cackled again and gave my bottom lip a yank. “You will. Soon. Once your mate comes to get you.”
“My mate?” Confusion filled me because she punished me for howling.
“Mm-hm.”
“Sebastian?” I whispered.
“Pish.” She clucked at me. “You’re true mate.”
If I could reach up and scratch my head I would, but since I couldn’t I laid there hoping she would tell me.
“Omega, think.” She knocked on my head. “Who’s been there for you, your first love, your first everything?”
“No.” I whispered in horror.
“Oh, yes.” She patted my cheek. “Well. I guess I could introduce myself since we’re family.” Her hands went to work on the cockcage. “I’m Aunty Myra.”
My voice shook with every word. “Aunty. Myra.”
She patted my belly. “See? That sounds nice, doesn’t it?”
She pulled the cage off and the sounding tube from my urethra. I felt my urine follow it up, and she slapped my cock, then pinch the tip closed.
“Bad boy!” she growled. “Now I need to mop the floor again.”
Sounds of metal clanging echoed around me, and I felt her slide my penis into something.
“Now you may piddle.” Her voice still had an edge to it, and I made a mental note that making her mad was bad.
I felt like I would never stop peeing.
“Do you need to go number two?” Her voice reminded me of someone.
“No, Myra.”
“Tsk-tsk.” She clicked her tongue. “You forgot the aunty.”
I cleared my throat. “Aunty Myra.”
“Much better.” Her mood shifted, and I had another epiphany.
She’s fucking nuts.
I felt her fingers playing with the plug, and then she pulled it out. “I’m so proud of you. It’s very clean.”
“Aunty Myra, if I promise to be a… a good boy, will you please leave my penis unlocked?”
“Hm.” She jiggled my soft dick and pulled the bottle off completely. “I suppose since you’re safe here, I could agree.”
“Thank.” I began, and she cut me off.
