DOMINATRIX HOLDS SLAVE IN THE CAGE
New York. Dark clouds billowing in the sky. It smelled and lightning and the thunder rolls across the metropolis. Solely my laughter brightens the dark room.
Why do I enjoy myself? I hold a slave like an animal in a tiny cage firmly.
He can not stretch his limbs, let alone, move. His mouth is taped, laid his hands in handcuffs. He is totally dependent upon me! The narrowness of the cage is difficult for my slave endure.
I sit on the cage and enjoy the natural spectacle on Manhattan.
How long will I hold the slave? I'll be locked up in a cage the slave so long, until he obeys me his word!