He snapped a leash to my collar and led me downstairs, where we were apparently watching a movie. Pets weren’t allowed on the furniture, Vandal said, so I sat at their feet on the hardwood, trying to get into the horror movie they’d chosen. I didn’t catch the name of it, and the special effects were terrible, but it wasn’t like I could relax and enjoy it with the two of them petting me and groping me through most of it.
As the credits rolled, they led me, crawling, upstairs and shoved me into the kennel again.
“Such a cute little pet,” Vandal mused. “So nice of you to share her with me.” His fingers came through the cage at me, but I was too miserable to struggle when he worked his fingertip into my swollen pussy. I whimpered pathetically and pressed back, trying to get his finger deeper. He didn’t allow it.
“I’m not sure why she’s so needy,” Zero said as though it wasn’t of particular interest. “Maybe she’s in heat.”
“That would make sense,” Vandal replied, toggling my clit with one finger, but changing up the rhythm so much I couldn’t use the stimulation to end the torture.
Zero sighed, as if I was a trial to him. “I suppose if we don’t breed her she’s going to keep misbehaving.”
Sullenly, I stared at them through the bars. They seemed to think they were hilarious, but I wanted to get out of this dumb cage and maybe smother them in their sleep. It would mean never getting new books by them, but the sacrifice might be worth it.
“She looks so pathetic. I guess being a good pet owner means thinking about her instead of myself sometimes.”
“You’ve got a point.” Zero nodded grimly. “Which of us should go first?”
“Why take turns? She has a mouth. We wouldn’t even have to take her out of the kennel.”
“Which end do you want?”
“This one will do.” Vandal shoved down the front of his shorts and started to ease into my pussy.
I wished I had the willpower to move my ass away or make his task more difficult, but I needed him so bad I adjusted my hips to welcome him into me. My own humiliating need dripped down my thighs, and he groaned with pleasure as my pussy quivered around his shaft, ready to cum with the slightest provocation.
“Good thing I bought a kennel with widely spaced bars or your dick never would have fit through them.”
“Good forethought there,” Vandal mumbled, giving me a few hard and fast thrusts before settling down into a slow, firm rhythm.
At the other end of the kennel, Zero knelt, shoving down his own shorts and sliding his dick between the bars, holding his shirt up out of the way to give me a teasing view of his delicious body. “I have a treat for you, pet,” he murmured, making the cat-summoning noise Vandal had made at me earlier. “Come here and take a lick.”
I snarled something that was possibly words but was definitely not submission.
“If she’s going to be a bad girl, maybe we should drag her out of there and introduce her to DP instead,” Vandal suggested.
“Yeah. DP doesn’t require her cooperation.”
Not liking that idea, and fully believing they’d do it, I licked the tip of his cock where it bobbed in front of my nose.
“That’s better. I guess she’s the kind of pet that needs a firm hand.”
Vandal’s thrusts made me struggle to wrap my mouth around Zero’s cock without using my hands, but I eventually caught it between my lips. I latched on and suckled the tip, licking him with a fluttering tongue.
“Fuck,” someone whispered under his breath.
Every pump of Vandal’s cock into me pushed me to take Zero deeper into my mouth, then shallower again, the rocking motion and the sensations putting me into a pseudo-trance, feeling needy and used and not getting enough of anything to satisfy me. Around Zero’s cock I whimpered in frustration, and he gripped the edges of the kennel for balance, swearing like a man about to lose control.
“Her mouth is so hot, and she’s fucking drooling on me,” Zero said pressing his hips against the cage to get as far into my mouth as he could.
“She’s dripping everywhere at this end too.” Vandal chuckled. “Such a messy, needy little pet.”
“I love watching you fuck her.”
“You don’t prefer my dick in your ass?”
Zero shuddered. “I hate your dick in my ass. So fucking intense.”
“And yet you’ve cum from it completely hands free.”
Realizing they weren’t going to care if I came or not from this impersonal use, I reached between my thighs and got a humiliatingly wet hand. It couldn’t be normal to like being used this way, with them talking over my head as though I was barely sentient, or not worth talking to, and yet…the cage and the cocks and their complete disregard for my pleasure was so fucking hot.
I rubbed my clit and squirmed back against Vandal’s cock and he skimmed his fingers over my ass. The tension twisted in my lower belly, and he hit my g-spot, and I inhaled through my nose and shrieked around Zero’s cock as my orgasm strummed through my tightly strung body, making every muscle pulse and flutter. I gagged as cum geysered into my mouth, and I remembered to suck but it was too late, and the mess was everywhere, coating my chin and neck and dripping to the cage’s plastic tray.
“Fuuuck yeah,” the cock inside me twitched hard, and I had a fleeting thought, about them actually keeping me in here like a pet, breeding me like Vandal had said, the come he was pumping into me impregnating me while I remained captive.
Terror shook through me, even though I knew they’d never do it, but the character in Zero’s book might not be so lucky, and if these were less scrupulous men, the idea might tempt them. Almost no one knew I was here. They could do anything they wanted.
“Look at the mess,” Zero said, tsking. “She didn’t even try to swallow. She’s not going anywhere until she cleans it.”
He caught a few tendrils of my hair through the bars and yanked downward, forcing my face lower, toward the puddle and drips of cum that had drooled out of my mouth.
I whined and hunched my shoulders, generally feeling miserable.
“Clean it up, bitch.”
Vandal’s chuckle was low and evil. They were never going to let me out.
I leaned down and ran my tongue through the opalescent puddle, the distinctive taste of cum sliding over my tongue as I licked at it again and again, amazed at how long it took to make it clean. My pussy was leaking too, and I knew they were going to make me clean that up next.
I retched, then retched again, my face itching with the tears trickling down my nose. When I was finished my cleanup work, I was shaking. I clenched my teeth to stop them from chattering and to try to hold back the vomit that was threatening to spill out of me.
“Good girl,” Zero crooned.
“Shit. We have to get her out of there.” The cage rattled before it even registered that Vandal had gotten to his feet and moved away, and then gentle hands were extracting me from my tiny prison. He hefted me into his arms and laid me out on the bed, tucking me against his chest as he lay down beside me.
“What’s the problem?” Zero asked, his cold gaze slowly filling with concern.
“She’s freaking out, man. You have to watch for that. Playing games is fun, but we don’t want to fuck her up.”