I sit, my naked back leaning against the bars of my cage, my home for many years now. I wait in the quiet, empty building that is my master's home, one that I've never explored, I have only seen the room that my cage is kept in and a bit of the hallway outside, the rest of the house is a mystery, one I'll likely never uncover. I rarely leave my cage and when I do my collar is chained to the bed and I'm to busy to even think about exploring the house and to tired and exhausted to do anything afterwards except to crawl back into my home.

You'd think being trapped inside a cage your whole life would be boring but I surprisingly don't mind it at all, most of the time I just enjoy the peaceful nature of my existence, listening to the world outside, the birds, the traffic, loud arguments, building work, etc, and stare at the room beyond the bars, watching the sunlight as it passes through the room, never reaching my cage, at the height of summer I can reach out through the bars and be reminded of its warm feel, although such actions normally remind me of what I've lost and I avoid them.

Every now and then my mind and body gets restless, flashes of my past life appear in my mind and for a moment I long to be free from my cage, to walk, to interact with others, to speak, to wear clothes, to explore the world and see new things, the bars that usually fill me with comfort and safety instead make me feel trapped as I frantically pull on them. Thankfully my master is there to help me, my collar shocking me until I'm docile and I can then feel my master's hand as he strokes and caresses me through the bars of my forever home, reassuring me that everything is fine and that I'm safe in my cage. Those moments are rare though, normally I fear what is beyond my prison, beyond the secure metal bars of my home, the world outside sounds loud, busy and scary, inside my cage it's peaceful and I'm safe, my master's special pet, that's what he calls me, I'm his prized possession, ever since he found me and took me, bringing me to his home, placing my unconscious body in my cage, he keeps me locked up safe and secure. The fact that he loves and values me that much makes me love him, he just wants to keep me safe and care for me, which he does, he feeds me once a day, empties my waste bucket regularly, washes and shaves me every week, gives me love and affection, and fucks me regularly, allowing me to cum in my chastity cage.

As I continue to wait I think about my master, my cock growing in its own small cage, testing the bars as it tries fo get hard, crushing itself against the rigid metal.

I let out a muffled groan out of my permanently held open mouth, as I feel my full bladder and my cock strain painfully against its bars. Moving to the far end of my cage I weakly rise to two legs, my hands gripping the bars as I try to balance on my long atrophied legs, a life spent on all fours inside a 4 ft tall cage doesn't do you legs much good. Reaching the bucket I squat over it, my head brushing against the cold metal bars above me, reminding me of my small confined world as the room echos with the sound of my piss filling the metal bucket, an action that I guess would be humiliating for others, especially on full display inside a cage, but for me it's just normal, any humiliation from the act has long faded, even when I do it in front of my master I don't feel embarrassed, when you live in a cage there isn't any privacy, I'm always on display and I've learnt to accept that. Relieved I shake, my heavy cage and swollen balls swinging beneath me and I wipe my caged cock with a piece of toilet roll, making sure not to drip any piss onto metal the floor. Relaxed I lower myself back down to all fours, feeling more safe as my weak legs supported by my arms, and I crawl away from the smelly bucket and over to my bowls at the other end, one empty, the other filled with water. Lowering my head down to it, my plugged ass rising into the air as I do, I start to lap at the refreshing liquid through my ring gag. It took me a while to learn hiw to drink this way but these days it is second nature, same with eating my meals of mushed up food, my master never removing my gag, always wanting it open, although I'm not sure that it needs to gag to do that anymore, the dull aching that used to exist has faded over time and my jaw is likely stuck this way after so many years, destined to never close again, always remaining open for my master to use as he pleases, to fed me his delicious cum and piss, not that I mind. Part of me does wish that I could speak to my master though, tell him how much I love him and appreciate his care and the attention that he gives me, that I miss him when he is gone, but he wishes for me to be forever mute, only able to communicate with moans, groans, whimpers and pleading eyes. Over time I've learnt to male different sounds for different needs, horny moans, hungry moans, attention moans, all of which my master understands, proving that I don't need to be able to speak and I show my love and gratitude through my good and obedient behaviour. No longer trying to escape, rattling my cage, trying to yell at him through my gag, backing away from him when he gives me attention, all of which resulted in shocks and no attention. I really wasn't a good special pet at first, but master taught and trained me and I learnt that I was safe with him and that my cage is a safe place and for my wellbeing. The fact that he still loves me, cares for me and wants me after all that just shows how much I mean to him, it does matter what I do he still loves me and that makes me love him and want to behave.

I steer from my peaceful mindless state as I hear the front door unlock, excitement building inside me as I hear the familiar footsteps of my master walk inside. I hope that he comes and sees me soon, sometimes it takes an agonising while and sometimes it is quick. As I hear the stairs I smile joyfully behind my gag, it looks like I won't have to wait for long today. I let out a happy moan that asks for attention as the bedroom door opens and I see my master stand smiling down at me.

"Did you miss me my special pet?" I move up to the bars and let out another moan and plead at him with my eyes, I just want to feel his touch. I moan with pleasure as he puts his hand though the bars and strokes my head lovingly, causing me to close my eyes contently, happy to feel his touch.

"I'm happy to see you to. Are you thirsty?" I open my eyes, understanding what he means as I see him unzip his trousers.

"I could have gone before leaving work but I saved it for you instead." I stare at his cock longingly, he's so wonderful thinking of me like that. I slide his cock into my open mouth and eagerly await my special drink, one far better than just bland tasting water. I start to take thirsty gulps as his warm piss flows over my tongue, quickly filling my mouth, causing me to swallow it down quickly to prevent any spillage of his delicious gift. Finishing I dutifully lick his cock clean of any drops, enjoying the lingering taste of his piss. His cock still hard I slowly move my head back and forth and run my tongue expertly around the head of his cock, his moans of pleasure quickly telling me that I'm doing a good job as I work for my favourite meal, my own cock straining as I do. My efforts are quickly rewarded as I feel his warm cum shoot into my mouth, the delicious taste filling my senses as I hungrily swallow it down, smiling behind my gag as I hear my master relax, the stresses of the day leaving him.

I let out a slightly sad moan as his cock is moved away from me after I finish cleaning it, sucking and licking it dry, desperately getting every last drop of his cum.

"Don't worry, I have plans to play with you some more tonight." I moan happily amd excitedly as he strokes me through the bars, my cock straining excitedly as I think about being fucked later this evening, part of me not wanting to wait.

I let out a small whimper as he turns and leaves the room, I always hate it when he leaves, especially when at home, he is so close, yet separated by the bars he is also so far away, I can hear him, smell him, sense him, at least when he is at work he isn't tormenting me with his presence. I sit near the front of my cage and eagerly await his return, listening to his every movement in anticipation.

I look up excitedly as my master enters the room, I watch as he opens the cage door, the thought of trying to escape never once crossing my mind. Instead I watch as he pours my mushed up slop into my food bowl and my stomach rumbles as I hear the cage door shut and lock. I quickly move over to my food bowl, my empty stomach now noticeable, and lower my head to it and begin to lap up my meal of mushed up meat, potato and veg, happy to be feed by my generous master.

It has been a while since I was last visited, the room has grown dark, the bars of my cage always comfort me at night, reassuring me of my safety, the only thing better is the presence of my master, who would never let anything bad happen to his special pet. I hear footsteps on the stairs and blink as tge light is turned on, suddenly illuminating the room, as my eyes adjust I see the smiling face of my master as he unlocks and opens my cage door.

"You want to come out and play?" I turn and crawl up to the opening in my cage and wait patiently with my chin held up out of the way, allowing for master to attach a heavy chain to my collar. Although it's not necessary any more, I have no intention of trying to run away or escape, why would I? But I do find it comforting as I exit the safety of my home, the room outside my cage feeling huge and open, the feeling of the walls and ceiling being out of reach frightens me slightly, the chain anchoring me, the presence of my master and my straining cock help me crawl forwards. Reaching the bed I climb up and stand on all fours, as my master removes his clothes I lower my head down and raise my plugged ass invitingly, my straining caged cock and its swollen balls hanging below, showing my needs and desires, as I let out quiet pleading moans, desperately wanting him to fuck me. I feel the mattress move under his weight and feel my plug exit my ass, leaving a well stretched and ready hole. I moan as I feel him enter, filling the empty space in my ass, my hands grip the sheets as he thrusts deep into me, moaning in pleasure I move in time with him, pushing him deeper inside me, my imprisoned cock swinging back and forth and my chain rattling with each thrust, desire and need taking over my mind as I'm lost in the moment, breathing hard through my gag at the only excise that I get. As I feel him fill my ass I let out a loud blissful moan as I finally cum, joyful relief flowing over me as I collapse into the bed. I feel master's cock pull out and my plug return to my now lubed ass, sealing his precious cum deep inside me. As I catch my breath, my inactive heart beating hard, I see and smell his cock move towards my face, I instinctively slide it into my open mouth and start to suck and lick it clean, making sure to remove his cum and anything from my ass, my tongue worshipping his cock, tasting both his cum and my ass, my finally relieved cock quickly growing inside it's cage once again, my break from my horny frustration already ending.

I watch sadly as his cock pulls out of my mouth and I feel his hand stroke me lovingly.

"Good pet. Now it's time to get some rest." He helps me down from the bed and I crawl back into my cage, happy to return to my small home, its barred walls tightly surrounding and embracing me. As I turn I allow master to unhook the chain from my collar, I then wait in my open cage as he picks up my water bowl and walks into the bathroom, soon returning with my freshly filled bowl, he always likes to make sure that I have plenty of water. I smile at him lovingly behind my gag as he gives me one last stroke and kisses my forehead, before closing the cage and locking me away in my home for the night.

"Goodnight pet." I watch as he climbs into bed, part of me wishing that I could be with him. As the lights go out I curl up on the small patch of blanketed floor in my cage, exhausted from my play time with my master, the comfort of my secure cage and knowledge of my master nearby relaxes me as I drift off into a deep sleep inside my tiny, safe home.