[MF] Becoming the Landlord’s Pet (Part Two)

**Chapter Two**

I was locked in the cage for two hours in total. No attention was paid towards me besides a few offhand comments about some judge, and the post office. I was pretty much ignored the whole time. And because of that, when Michelle unlocked the cage and left me with my clothes I had nothing to say.

I was turned on to the extreme, my cock dripped onto the bag as I struggled to find a comfortable way to rest in the cage. Anytime I shifted my weight too much and caused the cage to rattle it was met with a “shhh” or a “What’cha doing in there?”, neither of which I responded to other than to quiet down. Mostly I tried to comprehend what exactly the dynamic was at this point. Should I bark and whimper? Should I ask questions as to what she expects? I resided myself to worrying about this later and enjoying it for what it was and what it could possibly be. If this was simply *punishment* for having a late rent check (even though it was an honest oversight) than I have quite the story, and quite the quirky attorney landlord. Plus, I couldn’t be blamed for pushing the issue more. If this was something she was into and I guessed right, then the sky’s the limit. I wondered if she left the cage out on purpose and I fell right into her trap. All this time I thought I was being cute and throwing out feelers. Was she just smirking as she sat in her office, or chatted with her husband?

[MF] Becoming my Landlord’s Pet.

*This will hopefully be a continuing series of submissions as the arrangement I will be writing about is still ongoing.*

Chapter One

I first noticed the cage in the break room of my landlords office the day I renewed my lease. I had been in my apartment for 2 years at this point, but the building (a three story house built in the 20’s) had recently been purchased by the woman who owned the building directly next door.

Michelle was an attorney, her office was on the first floor of the neighboring building which she already owned. An attractive, middle aged mother of two whom I had previously exchanged pleasantries with simply because we would pass one another in the rear parking lot.

I received a phone call from her on the first of the month, it went to voicemail as I was at work, in which she informed me that she had purchased my building and that she wanted to get in contact with me to go over the new lease, and answer any questions I may have had. Typical stuff!