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He moved quickly toward her cage and crouched to open the lock. “You do, huh? I was wondering how long you’d be able to hold it in. It’s about fucking time.”
Normally, he had to haul her out, but that morning she tumbled past him, clutching her stomach with both hands. She scuttled over to the newspapers spread out in the corner near the drain. Turning her back to him, she squatted like a dog.
Amused and excited, Robert approached her. He wanted to see her face while she took a shit right in front of him.
She twisted away as he approached, her cheeks flushed, her eyes squeezed tightly shut.
“Open your eyes and look at me while you squat there like a dog,” Robert commanded. He pushed down his shorts so the elastic rested just below his balls, allowing his rapidly elongating cock to spring free.
She opened her eyes, her reluctance evident. As she met his gaze, she passed gas audibly, and then groaned, her face flushing from pink to brick red.
Robert laughed, hugely enjoying her acute embarrassment. “You’re such a dirty, nasty little cunt, you know that?”
She didn’t answer. Brenda would have beaten her for not answering the direct question, but Robert let it slide. He was having too much fun savoring her humiliation. He jerked at his cock as she emptied what little there was in her bowels onto the newspapers.
When she reached to tear away a sheet of newsprint to wipe herself, he stopped her. “Don’t bother with that. I’ll hose you clean in a second.” He came closer, his cock still fisted in his hand. “Stay down just like that. Don’t move. Open your mouth and keep it open while I jerk off into it. And keep your eyes open, too. I want you to watch.”
Something like anger flashed in her expression, but at a glare from him, it quickly vanished. She opened her mouth like a good little slut, her eyes fixed on his face.
He grinned back at her, his hand flying over his cock. She was so fucking hot, crouched and naked next to her little pile of shit. She didn’t know how lucky she was. If he had been in a mean mood, he might have made her rub it on her face, but for now he just wanted to come.
It didn’t take long. Within a minute or so, he felt that tingling, tightening sensation in his balls that told him he’d be shooting his load in a second or two. He moved closer, aiming the head of his cock at her open mouth.
She lucked out again. He’d been coming so often since they’d brought her home that he only spurted a few droplets of spunk onto her tongue. She made a sour face, as if she were about to spit it out.
“Don’t you dare,” he snarled. “Swallow it. It’s all you’re getting for breakfast.”
Closing her mouth, she did as he said.
“Now, wrap up your mess and put it in the pail.”
He watched while she obeyed, amused again at her obvious discomfiture. You’d think by now the girl would be used to anything. Another week or two, and they’d have her properly conditioned.
He had Jane get on her knees near the hose. “Bend over, forehead touching the ground. Reach back and spread your ass cheeks so I can hose you clean. And hurry it up—Brenda’s coming down soon to get this party started. She’s not going to want some stinky skank waiting for her.”
Again a look of pure fury flitted over Jane’s features, so fast he almost thought he’d imagined it. But again, it was gone in a flash, her expression once more one of blank resignation. Too bad she wasn’t properly hardwired to enjoy what they gave her.
Ah well, he thought with an inward shrug. Her problem, not mine.
He aimed the hose nozzle at her exposed asshole and pressed the trigger.
She squeaked as the cold water hit her body, but she kept her position. If Brenda weren’t coming down, he’d have enjoyed making Jane turn over onto her back. He’d have had her hold open her cunt so he could spray it until he forced orgasm after orgasm from her.
Recoiling the hose, he said, “You can stand up. Put your hands behind your head and spread your legs wide so I can dry you.”
As she obeyed, he opened one of the supply cabinets and pulled out a towel. Standing in front of her, he ran the towel roughly between her legs, enjoying her wince of pain as he pulled it up hard, nearly lifting her off her feet by her cunt.
The skinny little thing was sexy, even though she clearly didn’t know it. She’d never had the right man to open her to all the wonderful possibilities along the pleasure-pain continuum, as he thought of it. She just needed the right education and conditioning. All women had the potential to be sex maniacs, with the proper guidance of the right man.
