Mavis suggestion that I came down and pay her some respect was certainly valid. I arrived around 1130, undressed in the garage and entered her home nude as I usually do. First she examined my still bruised pussy. We talked about the abuse the girls gave me. She related several events that amused her including the step-sister thing and the younger one sneaking in and exploring my cunt until she was banned from the basement. Her age didn’t bother Mavis in the least. She commented how much she wished she still had the physical strength and flexibility to hoist me up but as long as she has good friends to do her bidding she is content with watching me suffer. She thought some of the new girls were interesting. I told her that you two were contemplating another session in the future; she smiled that her place is always available.
We went into the kitchen and I fixed us chicken salad sandwiches and iced tea. We talked about my upcoming weekend with Jas and Susan. She said I’d need all my strength for that one and consequently she would not touch me today but that didn’t preclude me from doing her. I came over and kissed her and told her doing her is an honor. We moved down the hall to her bedroom and I undressed her and let her lie on the bed. I paid respect to her body, I didn’t rush things; I nibbled, kissed and stroked her face, hair, neck, and tummy went back to her breasts and sucked and fondled them and moved to her mons and stroked her pussy. I used my mouth and tongue until she was moaning, “Oh child, that feels so good.” That made me happy and I lingered and sucked. I used a toy and some lube on her, fucking her pussy slowly until she came. It wasn’t an explosion but it was satisfying to her.
I begged for her ass and she obliged me by rolling over and letting me massage her buttocks and expose her hole which I kissed and licked. She told me to get my tongue well scented and I flicked and pressed inside her rose as much as I could. She lay there and enjoyed the sensations until she told me she was satisfied.
She told me lets go visit the “scene of the crime”, meaning the basement. She stated that time alone down there would give me time to properly reflect on my performance Sunday and contemplate my outright naughtiness. Somehow that appealed to me. She grabbed a robe; we went down and turned on the heaters. I placed my hands behind my back and she handcuffed me. I crawled in the cage and she locked me in. She missed having me in this cage and hoped that as spring and summer came and days got warmer and longer, that I’d find my way here more often as I did two summers ago. She also told me I’d better be respectful of Jas and she will call Susan and Jas before the weekend.
She said it was almost 1:00 and three hours should be enough to make me think. She parted the robe and pissed on me. I thanked her; she went upstairs and shut the basement door. I lay back and went through every minute of Sunday, not that I haven’t done that a million times but being back in the basement helped me to visualize my sins. I played every moment, every word I could remember through my head. Then I shifted to Jas and Susan and the upcoming weekend. I knew some things would be similar to Sunday and some things more akin to the Jas of old times. I played through my fear her. I recalled her behavior from the initial greeting and the flyswatter incident to the out of control weekend at the farmhouse that ended in near disaster 18 months ago. Then I thought how my owners view me and how my inner darkness has oozed out to form the new me. Its odd but reflecting on the past helps shape the future. Sometime during this I peed in the cage but it didn’t matter.
She came back and pissed on me. She said its 3:45 and she’d let me out and take the cuffs off. She went upstairs and I cleaned up the cage then went to the laundry sink and washed myself off. When I went upstairs she told me she’d talked to Susan on the phone briefly and gave her some words of wisdom about me. She didn’t tell me what and I didn’t press her. I thanked her for her concern and interest in me. She told me she wanted a full report on my upcoming weekend and I promised her that. After kissing her goodbye I scooted out to the garage and dressed.
On the way home I stopped at a hardware store and bought the chains and padlocks. I had the store cut the chain into four equal sections and bought four padlocks. I also bought four double ended snap clips. The guy looked at me like I was nuts and asked why I wanted the chain cut. I told him I’m just following orders and otherwise ignored him. I put everything in a cubby hole in the rear of my station wagon. I got home about 530.
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