With my slave incarcerated in my standing steel cage, his wrists bound tightly to the bars overhead, I can - and will - do whatever I choose with him. And he is of course, powerless to do anything other than just stand there and take it for his Goddess. Good boy.

I start by tormenting his tiny nipples, slapping, pinching and twisting them almost to the point of tears. I dig my long, sharp finger nails deep into his chest. He is beside himself with agonizing pain, but he knows better than to beg for mercy.

Just when he thinks it can't possibly get any worse, I surprise him ... Show more