Metal shutters over the windows prevented my seeing out and day light coming in. The room lights were my only indication of day and night. Master chan...ged my clothing and diapers several times a day, fed me baby food and gave me baby bottles of fluid (milk, water, juice?). One morning Master pulls a chair up to the crib. Removing thediapers, He fondles my cock through my dress. My cock gets hard forthe first time since I've been k**napped and my breath getsshallower as I near orgasm. My ass. He's dead. He contracted the virus that he unleashed. Someone threw contaminated clothes into his cell. He must have been particularly susceptible to it. By the time anyone noticed that he was sick, it was too late. He drowned in his own blood."James was waiting near the entrance to the Hospital to say hello to Blake when something bumped into his leg. He turned and looked down.The large expressive eyes stared back up at him. Once again he was lost in their depth. A flood of love and affection. But something was stopping me. As angry and worried as I was, I was hard as a rock. I felt like I might cum in my pants just picturing what they might be doing in there. So instead of banging on the door, I went into the bathroom to collect my calm down. As I stood in the bathroom, contemplating my next move, I was involuntarily rubbing my hard cock. Then I noticed that there was another door in the bathroom, that appeared to lead to that bedroom they had entered. I went to it and slowly turned. ‘Okay, what do I do?’ ———- ————- The next day . . . ———- ————- ‘Have you taken your medicine? Did you have something to eat when you took it?’ Isabel asked. ‘Yes ma’am.’ ‘Good. Now, I expect you to be on your best behavior tonight. This is the first time we’ve had company here, and Janine was nice enough to get you a job interview where she works. So I expect you to show your gratitude.’ Isabel was quite pleased with her pet’s appearance. Torrie was wearing a PVC French Maid outfit with a.