His Little Guest Part 2

The exhaustion from my previous day helped me sleep through the night despite the nightmare my life had become. My day began with a sudden burst of light hitting my eyes as I realized my captor had removed the cloth covering my cage. “GOOD MORNING MY LITTLE MAN. HOW DID YOU SLEEP?” Rob said with a grin. My pride still had the best of me and I was still groggy, so I faced the other way bravely and ignored him. “AH, I SEE YOU’RE STILL A LITTLE SHY; IT’S TO BE EXPECTED AS YOU ADJUST TO YOUR NEW LIFE. BUT DON’T WORRY MY LITTLE MAN, YOU’LL GET USED TO IT.”

Rob walked away for a few minutes as I sat and tried to digest all that had happened. His absence was temporary, and suddenly I felt a light jarring of the floor I sat on and heard the rattling of Rob unlocking the door to my cage. “MY LITTLE MAN, IT’S TIME FOR YOUR MORNING WORKOUT. WE MUST KEEP YOUR MUSCULAR LITTLE BODY IN SHAPE.” Out of reflex I jumped to my feet and ran to the back of the cage. “No!” I shouted, “I don’t feel like working out.”.
Rob ignored my comment as his hand reached in and engulfed me. I suddenly was in the dark of his grip, my face pressed against the inside of his palm. This was always particularly humiliating for me because I knew that Rob could pick me up as to have my face outside his hand and not smother me, but clearly he did this on purpose.