Be careful what you wish for
Locked up in a cage is the only place to be for a slave when not in use. I arrived home and sat on the couch in front of the caged slave, crossed My legs and as I predicted it can't stop staring at My dangling foot. I make it beg to be let out, but it fails pathetically. I don't think it wants to be let out the cage, I'm definitely not convinced. Purely for My use I let it lay as My personal carpet beneath My heels, digging them in to make it squirm. I love the feeling of it's skull crushing beneath My sole. I have a very tasty task to honor the human carpet with - I make it open it's mouth as I light up a cigarette. It will eat My ash and swallow on My command, using it's tongue to put it out and making it swallow the end while I rub My superior sole on it's face. All the while I have generously been playing a little "stop - go" game with its desperate erection, and teasing it with My divine heels. When I lock it back in the cage with its leaking dick desperate to explode, I make sure to handcuff its wrists so no touching while I am away! The bitch will learn to beg. It's just another day for Me, but a living dream for a slave.
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