“How long has it been?” Carol wondered to herself. She always found herself losing track of time, inside her cage. The hood she wore didn’t help matters much, either. The thick leather kept Carol in the dark, it muffled all sounds in the dungeon except the sound of her own breath. A large, built in gag kept the young women quiet. She only knew that she’d been here for a long time, her limbs ached from their confinement…
Carol knelt inside her small, metal cage. The space was small enough, she was forced to kneel, chest pressed against her legs, head bowed low, to fit. Even so, the bars on either side of her were never more than an inch away; from time to time she felt them brush against her naked skin, as she squirmed.
The young captive’s arms were pulled behind her back, and trapped in the tight embrace of a leather mono-glove. A strap at the end of the glove ran between the young woman’s legs, to a belt around her waist, pulled tight against her crotch. Similar straps circled Carol’s ankles, more straps held her thighs together. A padded leather collar, circling Carol’s neck, completed her bondage. Apart from that, the young woman was completely naked.
As she knelt in her bonds, listening to the sound of her breathing inside the constricting hood, Carol’s wondered where her master was, what he was doing. Was he at work? In the three years she’d known him, Carol had never asked her master what he did for a living, not when they were chatting online, or even after she’d come here and become his slave. Whatever it was, it must be fairly lucrative, it he could afford this house, furnish this dungeon.
The young woman squirmed in her bonds, shifting her weight to take some of the pressure off her knees. As she moved, the leather strap running between her legs brushed against the captive’s sex. Beneath the hood, Carol’s cheeks blushed at the sudden stimulation. The way she was secured meant the slightest movement teased her with brief pleasure, but release always remained stubbornly out of reach, no matter how she tried…at least until her master returned…
Carol’s head perked up as she heard a noise, coming from somewhere nearby. Even through the muffling hood, she instantly recognized the sound of the dungeon door unlocking. Her master had returned! Beneath the hood, Carol smiled. Soon, she would be released from this cage and they could play again…