THE HOLE "Alright, cunt. Get out."
Loretta obediently crawled out of what was literally a hole in the wall. Morgan had broken through the concrete foundation, dug it out and reinforced the space with concrete blocks. It was about the size of a clothes dryer with a dirt floor and steel plate door. The only light that got in was around the edges and through the hole for Morgan's cock.
Her tits dragged across damp cement as she squeezed trough the door of her tiny cell.
"Going to behave yourself this time, dirtbag?"
"Yes, yes. Please don't put me back in," she pled.
She sat up on her knees and fixed her sad, doe eyes on him. He pushed her away with a shoe on her face.
"You'll sleep in a bed if you do what you're told, whore," Morgan sneered, walking over to the basement, door.
She followed, hobbling along in the chains that connected her neck, wrists, and ankles. A step of 8 or 9 inches was all that was possible she scurried desperately to keep up. She made her way out to the drain in the driveway and stood over it. Morgan adjusted the nozzle of the garden hose to a sharp stream and it felt like an ice-cold knife as it tried to penetrate her soft flesh.
"God you're disgusting," Morgan laughed. "Get washing."
Loretta reached into the plastic bucket of soapy water by her feet and pulled out the ragged T-shirt that she also used to wash Morgan's Jaguar. She tried not to think about the dead bugs and birdshit as she scrubbed her crotch. The water had been sitting out all night and the early spring air had made it even colder than the hose. She was shivering violently waiting to be rinsed when she found herself unable to stop peeing. She had been fighting small trickles all night in a desperate attempt to avoid sitting in her own filth back in the hole. It felt scalding hot running down her leg and agonizing cramps shot through her emptying bladder. Morgan was in hysterics.
"Did you need to go potty, whore?" he mocked in a baby voice.
"Gross," he mused and set the nozzle to spray. After he had thoroughly rinsed her he turned the blast of water back to a stream and said "Bend over, slut."
He carefully blasted the soap out of her crotch and ass crack and guffawed when the jet of water went up her ass or into her cunt. He even managed to irrigate her urethra. When he deemed her fit to come inside he grabbed her by the neck chain and pulled her to the first floor bathroom. There, he locked her into a stainless steel neck ring that was connected by a chain to the tile floor. He removed the basement restraints.
"Fix yourself up, you worthless fuckhole," Morgan said with disgust. "Take a hot shower, too. I hate fucking you when you're all clammy."
After the door slammed Loretta quietly wept tears of happiness. Something terrible would happen later but for now she could be clean, warm, do her hair, and wear makeup. The driveway washing was to get her clean enough to be in the house and to underscore the difference between good and bad behavior. Now that her debt was paid she was allowed to be human. Sort of.
She stood in the blast of the hot shower for an eternity, letting the blood return to her extremities. She tended to every inch of her person until she was absolutely clean. She used a razor to scrape away every spear of hair from her arm pits and legs and carefully tweezed the hairs from around her cunt and asshole. She stepped out of the shower into the warmth of towel runtle and felt as if she were in a cocoon, save the collar around her neck and the fact that she was nude.
Once she was cleaned, coiffed, and perfumed, she took a deep breath and tapped on the bathroom door. Morgan pulled the door open and leered at her naked body. He unlocked the chain from the bathroom floor and used it to pull her into the bedroom where he locked it to a big iron loop on the massive frame of the bed.
His cock slid around her perfectly smooth cunt and ass in slow, satisfying circles. She would never again shave rather than pluck her pubic hair because shaving had put her in the hole. She was in for almost a week that time. Morgan was furious when her pussy stubble had scratched his cock. She had to live for days on nothing to drink but water from a filthy dog dish and nothing to eat but Morgan's cum.
All that was out of her mind now because even though she had her head wedged between the mattress and the headboard with Morgan's rigid member about to penetrate her, at least she was clean and warm. At the same time Loretta's pink slit yielded to his cock her hands could feel soft sheets. Then, as expected, Morgan's cock pushed in one thrust into her asshole. She winced but remained quiet, slackening her anus as he thrust deep into her ass. After some time and quite an ass fucking he pulled out, grabbed her hair and presented her face to his cock. She showed a pained expression, never having gotten over the revulsion at having something in her mouth that had just been in her ass.
Morgan smiled and said "Suck it good and I'll give you a hot meal."
In an instant her throat engulfed his cock. Two days in the hole eating stale pizza crusts had given her a real appetite. Soon he pulled out, his cock already spurting thick, gooey cum, the last of which landed across her nose and in her eye. She quickly scraped every drop into her mouth and swallowed it. She showed him her open mouth to prove is was gone and he spat into it. She swallowed that, too.
"Good work cunt," he said and hopped off the bed. He disappeared down the hall and she heard the microwave. A few minutes later he was back with a Stouffer's entree in a plastic dish which he placed in the rusty steel cage in the corner. He unhooked her collar and led her over. She jumped in and the door clattered shut behind her. She salivated, staring at him and waiting for his signal.
"Go ahead."
She picked up the pieces of Asian pepper steak and stuffed them greedily into her mouth. They were unbelievably good and she was in heaven. When she was done she licked her plate and her fingers clean and put the plate outside the cage.
"Very good, cunt," Morgan said approvingly and dropped a blanket over her. She wrapped it tightly around her naked body and went to sleep.
"Thank you, Morgan," she murmured.
"You're welcome, whore."