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The Picky One
- Joined
- Jul 31, 2009
- Location
- East Coast, USA
Just as she laps up the last bit of vomit, Sugar suddenly feels the man gripping and pulling her hair. She couldn’t help but cry out as her soaked body is dragged back to the cage, feeling him roughly stuffing her back into the small space before locking the door in place. The metal bottom of the cage bends slightly from her weight as she is picked up and carried back into the man’s office, crying out when she is dropped onto the floor and wincing from the impact before the cloth is draped back over her trembling form. She soon feels something landing on her nude body, looking to see that he had slide her meal through the thin metal bars.
Still dazed, Gemma sits there on the floor as the man returns with a leash and collar, feeling the leather caressing the flesh of her neck as he secures it in place. So weak and exhausted, she barely feels the strength to follow him as he pulls the leash, practically getting dragged along the wet floor as she is brought into the main locker room and soon into the office with Sugar. Before she could sit herself up, she feels him gripping the front of her shirt, listening to the sounds of tearing as her top and bra are removed from her body. She would only give a whimper as she is stripped of her remaining clothing, barely feeling the energy to scream after having almost been strangled to death by his strong hands.
She soon sees him lifting up the cloth covering the cage and opening the door. She barely has time to react as she is suddenly being pushed into the cage, feeling the bars caressing her back as she is forced into such a tight space with the other female victim. She doesn’t have any other choice than to face her, watching as the second sandwich is pushed in as well to make sure she doesn’t starve.
Hearing the man telling them their torment isn’t going to be over, they begins sobbing and whimpering as the lights are turned off. They would have a hard time sleeping in such an uncomfortable space, keeping them up throughout the night. They would only get an hour of sleep before the man finally returns, hearing the door opening and closing to signal his arrival and soon feel the hard kick to the side of the cage before the cloth is pulled off to reveal their trembling forms. They’d wince their eyes while they adjust to the light, listening to him ask if they are ready to start their training. Weaken and tired, they would only whimper and nod their heads to him, fearing what he would do if they even tries to tell him ‘No’>
Still dazed, Gemma sits there on the floor as the man returns with a leash and collar, feeling the leather caressing the flesh of her neck as he secures it in place. So weak and exhausted, she barely feels the strength to follow him as he pulls the leash, practically getting dragged along the wet floor as she is brought into the main locker room and soon into the office with Sugar. Before she could sit herself up, she feels him gripping the front of her shirt, listening to the sounds of tearing as her top and bra are removed from her body. She would only give a whimper as she is stripped of her remaining clothing, barely feeling the energy to scream after having almost been strangled to death by his strong hands.
She soon sees him lifting up the cloth covering the cage and opening the door. She barely has time to react as she is suddenly being pushed into the cage, feeling the bars caressing her back as she is forced into such a tight space with the other female victim. She doesn’t have any other choice than to face her, watching as the second sandwich is pushed in as well to make sure she doesn’t starve.
Hearing the man telling them their torment isn’t going to be over, they begins sobbing and whimpering as the lights are turned off. They would have a hard time sleeping in such an uncomfortable space, keeping them up throughout the night. They would only get an hour of sleep before the man finally returns, hearing the door opening and closing to signal his arrival and soon feel the hard kick to the side of the cage before the cloth is pulled off to reveal their trembling forms. They’d wince their eyes while they adjust to the light, listening to him ask if they are ready to start their training. Weaken and tired, they would only whimper and nod their heads to him, fearing what he would do if they even tries to tell him ‘No’>