Next Door Neighbour

Gerry was not able to lie down or stretch out in the cage so it proved a very painful night. As he was naked it was fortunate that the basement wasn’t too cold.

Finally in the morning Laura returned carrying a large bag and wielding her gun.

‘You look at home in the cage Fido’, she said with a smile as she unlocked the padlock. She waved the gun at him; ‘out!’ she commanded and Gerry crawled stiffly out. She unlocked the handcuffs and stood back holding the pistol firmly pointing at him. ‘Get dressed’, she commanded throwing a black furry outfit at him.

Gerry looked around but saw no chance to escape so he pulled on the outfit which proved to be fluffy dog costume that had paws at the ends of the arms and on the knees. Once he had pulled it on Laura closed a long zip all the way up the back to his neck trapping him inside.

She then pulled the hood over his head and after unbuckling the ball gag she zipped it in place. The hood had long floppy ears and completed the dog outfit.

‘All you need now is a tail’, she said reaching under his crotch and undoing a zip. She picked up a long fluffy tail that was attached to a rubber dildo and forced it into his rectum. Gerry gasped as his virgin hole was invaded.  Once his sphincter muscles closed around the shaft the dildo was trapped inside.

Her final act was to buckle a parachute harness around his balls along with a weight to ensure they dangled down.

‘Right time for your morning walkies!’ she said clipping the dog leash onto a D shackle on the costume. She pulled him up the stairs and out into the garden. Gerry found it difficult crawling along on his hands and knees but eventually he made it onto the lawn.

‘You never know who is watching you’, she said with a smirk; ‘you can call out for help if you want, but how will you explain your predicament?’ Gerry wisely kept quiet.

She attached the leash to a pole screwed into the lawn. ‘You like to watch me sunbathe, so you can lie at my feet whilst I take in the rays.’

He watched as she stripped off and lay naked on the lounger next to him. She glanced down and smiled as she noted his cock growing ever more erect.

By the time she got dressed Gerry was sweating inside the furry costume. She went inside and returned with a large bowl of water; ‘drink it!’ she commanded and he needed it so much he lapped it up just like a dog as there was no other way with his hands trapped inside the costume.

‘You must be hungry’, she said placing another bowl on the lawn. The food was a mush and looked disgusting, but he was indeed hungry so he ate it, again just using his tongue.

Once he had finished she removed the parachute and commanded him to roll onto his back. She brushed her hand against his erect cock and Gerry moaned with the pleasure. ‘If you want it you’ll have to finish yourself off’, she said and Gerry needed no more encouragement.

The fur around his arms stimulated his cock as he rubbed up and down and it wasn’t long before he cried out as sperm jetted into the air landed on the belly of the costume.

He hadn’t seen her recording his actions but once she had put her phone away she reached over and unclipped the lead from the pole and led him back inside.

Once the outside door was locked she put her gun close to hand and opened the zip on his costume. ‘You can take that off now’, she said.

Gerry’s toned body was covered in sweat once the fluffy suit was lying on the floor. He gasped in pain as he reached between his legs and pulled the tail from his rectum. ‘I need the toilet’, he said looking at her pleadingly but she laughed. ‘Why should I allow a peeping Gerry to demand anything?’ she said sternly.

Gerry didn’t know what to say but she continued; ‘if you want to pee, there is a bucket over there’, she said indicating a metal pail in the corner of the kitchen. ‘I can’t use that!’ Gerry wailed and she shrugged; ‘your choice’, was her reply.

Eventually he stood over the bucket and emptied his bladder feeling quite humiliated as he saw her recording the entire process.

‘Now it’s time to earn your keep. The house needs to be clean when I hand it back to the rental agency.  I could pay a maid to come in and clean but I have you; so the job is yours and anyway you will cost me nothing!’

Gerry had never cleaned in his life but she was about to make it worse. She handed him some clothes; ‘I need a maid so you will dress like one.’ To reinforce her words she picked up the pistol and waved it in his general direction; ‘get dressed!’

Gerry was soon wearing a French Maid’s uniform; black top, black short frilly skirt, white apron and white hat. Laura laughed; ‘you look good, although the skirt line is rather spoilt by your erection.’ She threw him a pair of white lacy panties which he pulled on and which sort of contained his erection.

Laura took a photo of him and then set him to work vacuuming and then cleaning every surface. She followed him pointing out areas he missed.

Once two rooms were done she declared it was time for lunch.  She prepared an appetising salad for herself, but for Gerry there was a bowl containing a grey porridge like substance. She offered no cutlery and when Gerry hesitated she said; ‘use your tongue; it’s the only way you will eat!’

Once again he had to lap the food up like a dog.

By the end of the day all the rooms were clean and Laura declared that Gerry should have a reward. She stroked the panties under his frilly skirt and he thought he knew what his reward was, but he was wrong!

She pushed him against a wall and quickly bound his wrists up to hooks near the ceiling with soft rope.  Laura stood in front of him holding the Scout scarf he had been wearing yesterday. She folded it into a strip and then sawed it between her legs whilst staring at Gerry. Eventually she brought herself to a climax and the scarf, when she withdrew it, was wet with her juices.

She lifted Gerry’s skirt and pulled the panties down freeing his rampant erection.  She untied his wrists and handed him the wet scarf; ‘looks like you need relief down there big boy’ she said stepping back.

Gerry wrapped the scarf around his cock as she had done yesterday only this time he wasn’t going to stop and very quickly he spurted into the cotton.

Laura put her phone away after capturing more embarrassing footage and took the scarf from him and dried his cock and untied him.

After being fed more unappetising food and lots of water he was led back down to the basement. ‘Another big day tomorrow’, she said as she secured the handcuffs around his wrists.  She then cleave gagged him with the semen soaked scarf before forcing him back into the cage and securing the padlock.