A Writer’s Inspiration

By Rubrpig

I stretched and rubbed the fur on my chest and sat up in bed.  Looking at the clock I saw that I had slept late but since it was my day off, it really didn’t matter.  I got up from the pile of blankets that was my bed in the corner of my bedroom.  Since I had been collared as a part time slave/boy, all of the furniture in my apartment was off-limits unless my Sir was visiting and ordered me to join him.

I wasn’t expecting a visit from him, so I got up and walked through to the bathroom.  I squatted over the toilet and began pissing.  The piss ran out of the bottom of the steel cage on the Carrara Chastity belt that I wore and had been wearing for nearly 2 years.  I wiped the drips from the cage and then moved to the shower and bent over while reaching behind me and pulled the butt plug from my hole.  I groaned as it slid out and stood up.

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