The story begins here:<span class="shadow-holder" data-embed-type="deviation" data-embed-id="788633948" data-embed-format="thumb"><span class="shadow mild" ><a href="https://www.deviantart.com/charcoal-longfellow/art/The-Cage-788633948" data-sigil="thumb" class="thumb lit" onmouseover="if (window.LitBox) LitBox.hover(this, true)" onmouseout="if (window.LitBox) LitBox.out(this)"><i></i><img class="lit" src="https://st.deviantart.net/minish/main/defaulttag2.png"><span class="wrap" style="width: 150px"><q>
        <strong>The Cage</strong>(kidnapping, bdsm)<br />1st Day<br />Her head was throbbing and her shoulders and knees ached. Her arms were pulled painfully behind her back. Something in her mouth made it difficult for her to breath. When she tried to straighten her legs it felt as if her arms were being pulled off. She realized she was hogtied and gagged and in a moment of panic she thrashed against the restraints. Sharp pains shot through her shoulders. Her head felt as if it might explode. The pain made her light headed and nauseous. What would happen if she vomited with a gag in her mouth? She might choke, suffocate. She forced herself to calm down. Calm down and think. What had happened? Where was she? She was laying on her side on a cold hard dusty floor. She remembered she had gone to the old industrial park on her way to school to take some photographs of the abandoned buildings. Could she be inside one of them now? Looking up she saw sunlight filtering through the hazy skylights. It looked to be midday but was it the</q></span></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Part 5 is here:<span class="shadow-holder" data-embed-type="deviation" data-embed-id="791951110" data-embed-format="thumb"><span class="shadow mild" ><a href="https://www.deviantart.com/charcoal-longfellow/art/The-Cage-On-the-Road-pt-5-791951110" data-sigil="thumb" class="thumb ismature lit" onmouseover="if (window.LitBox) LitBox.hover(this, true)" onmouseout="if (window.LitBox) LitBox.out(this)"><i></i><img class="lit" src="https://st.deviantart.net/minish/main/defaulttag2.png"><span class="wrap" style="width: 150px"><q>
        <strong>The Cage - On the Road (pt 5)</strong>She didn't know where they were going. It wasn't her choice. She was naked and her hands were bound. But her window was down and after being confined for days she was enjoying the fresh air and sunshine. Especially the sun. She loved being outside and always had a good tan. She closed eyes and willed the sunlight to soak into her. She heard the clicking of the camera. She felt his hand slip between her legs, sliding down to her knees, and pulling her left leg toward him. Then he pushed against her right leg and then pulled her left leg again. He was spreading her legs open and she let him until they were spread as far as the car would allow. The camera clicked more. Then is was between her legs. Up close and personal. After putting the camera down his hand moved from thigh to breast and back. Often stopping to feel the stubble above her pussy where had told her not to shave. He merged the car onto the interstate not worrying if anyone remembered seeing a naked woman in the car. The tag</q></span></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span>