The next day David woke up groggy and disoriented. It took him a few minutes to take in the scenery. Around him was a fence. Just enough space for all four dogs to have their own area to sleep at. His cellmates as he called them. Not untrue since this area felt like nothing more than a prison. Reinforcing his already existing poodle prison. He went over to his bowl, unfinished from yesterday. While moving he could still feel their gunk from yesterday inside him. Finishing his disgusting meal he went back into his corner. And waited.
Hours passed and nothing happened. The boredom was even worse than in Jennifer’s house.
He couldn’t move around. He couldn’t to anything to find a solution to his problem. There was nothing he could do. Nowhere near was a clock to check how much time he spend there.
Looking around he also wondered when would they clean this cell. The other dogs just made their business wherever they wanted. What kind of run down shelter was he in?
“How can people do this to us? Putting us into these small fenced off spaces with nothing to do but to wait. Just because we are dogs doesn’t mean we don’t deserve human ri…
Wait what? We? What’s wrong with me? I’m not one of them. Am I really associating myself with these beasts? I really need human contact again. Fast!”
His cellmates kept bothering him, humping him, trying to get at his backside and sometimes even show their teeth at him. Never in his live did he feel smaller and more vulnerable than this. As soon as the giant mastiff hovered over him his fear overwhelmed him.
“Shit I really need to get out of here this situation is slowly getting out of hand.” he thought while shaking with fear. He knew exactly what they wanted.
A loud bark from the mastiff made him jump up in shock. He was their bitch, he knew that now. Unwillingly resigning to his fate he turned over and just let it happen. Hoping it would buy him enough time until Jennifer picks him up.
A while later the door opened and that same older woman from yesterday went around to fed the dogs. David used this opportunity to show her his backside, still leaking semen out of his overfilled vagina, in hope she puts him to the other female dogs. Their foot bowls were filled but nothing else happened. She completely ignored him. In rage, David bit against the fence, trying to chew his way through it. But the metal was stronger than his teeth.
“Stupid hag come back here! Get me out of here!” he barked. He took a last glance at the old lady. Noticing the watch around her wrist he could finally make out what time it was.
It was around 6 p.m. and Jennifer was nowhere.
A sense of dread came over him.
Did she forget him? Was she so mad at him that she would leave him here for the rest of Mollys vacation? Would Helen agree to that? It wouldn’t surprise him if her mom was just as rotten as Jennifer. He always dreamed of doing his first time with her but unknown to her, she caused him to be on the receiving end. David lost all feeling he had for her.
As the evening turned to night Davids fear became truth. Jennifer won’t come today.
Whatever her plans were for today didn’t include coming here and picking him up.