in the evenings, i remained in my cupboard while my Owner got on with Her life.
we'd tried living together in the nilla sense and it hadn't worked out. She found Herself focusing on me, neglecting Her friends and family - including Her daughter.
so, She suggested i move into the cupboard. my snoring also played a part in Her decision.
so, what did i do with "my" evenings? well, for a kickoff, a light would have been visible under the door.
so, reading was out a lot of the time. as was writing. music was ok - as long as it was on headphones. and, these could be withdrawn at any time at Her discretion.
once Her daughter was safely tucked up in bed - and if i hadn't done anything to displease my owner - then i was free to read or write. and, i wrote a lot of good stuff whilst in the cupboard.
around ten, i could expect to be taken out, used, fed, and put back. the whole process might take a couple of hours. i might be called upon to perform orally, or with "my" cock.
i might be punished, if my behaviour warranted it. cropped, paddled or flogged. i had no input on this matter, no right of veto. if i'd angered Her, She'd punish me.
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