Pogo - DOG CAGES<br/><br/>God, the male next to me was making me go crazy. Even after I looked away from him, the image of his hard dick floated tantalizingly through my head. I could<em>smell</em>him, and I knew that if I could just have a few moments with him, I would feel much much better.<br/><br/>The other female surprised me as she kicked at her cage. I could feel the sticky fluid leaking out of my snatch onto my inner thighs, but I refused to do anything about it. If I touched even just my mound, I wouldn't be able to hold back. I didn't know how they did things around here, but I was sure that what she was doing was definitely against the rules.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I heard. Shh. Lay down, be silent."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>I did as he said, lying down on my bedding and burying my nose underneath my gloved hands. I kept watching the Asian girl, though. I couldn't help myself. It made me feel worse, even more aware of the pleasure I was denying myself. Finally, I forced myself to close my eyes. That didn't stop me from hearing her writhe and moan, though. I thrust my hips up and down a few times, humping the bedding. It felt so good. I needed more.<br/><br/>Then the door opened. I yelped once and stopped immediately, lying flat on the bedding again. Ugh, this man was hot. Was everyone here so goddamn attractive? As he scolded the female, I watched him, running my eyes over his body, imagining the things he could do to me. The paddle terrified me, though. He would probably drag her out and beat her mercilessly with it. I wondered if being paddled was worth a few moments of relief.<em>Maybe later.</em>I thought, knowing that this ache would only get worse.<br/><br/>I hadn't actively noticed the woman until she was walking toward my cage. I ducked my head, wondering if she was here to punish as well. Jesus, I was such a coward. I wanted to scream and slam against the bars, telling them all to go fuck themselves. Instead, I stayed on my bedding, quiet and even trembling slightly. She passed me by, though not too far. She stopped in front of the male's cage. I didn't understand why she would need to identify him with a voice. The idea that she had been listening to us didn't even cross my mind until she started whispering another question to him.<br/><br/>I bit my lip, watching the husky, feeling my pelvis thrust downwards again as I caught a glimpse of his erection.<em>I</em>was the other bitch she was talking about. If she found out it had been me, what would she do? She didn't seem as violent as the doctor, but I somehow knew that many people associated with this club got their own sick jollies in many different ways. I glanced at Roiyaru (<em>A nice name,</em>I thought to myself), wondering if he'd give himself away.