A day in the life of a pussy

Jon awoke to the taste of piss as it spewed from his mouth. He hated this place. It was a sexual prison. John found himself still fantasizing about large dog cocks... he shook the thought out of his head. He was even starting to think like a pussy. Jon watched as Sadie trotted inside, licked Jon clean, then went to sleep in his bedroom. As she lay down, Jon found himself pressed against something round and hard. It was the stone, right where he dropped it. Now was his chance. "I wish..." thought Jon desperately.