I have a birdie in My cage and it's a very hairy one. Locked in chastity and to stand vertical in the constrictive chain cage for some time now, it seems his pubic hair got out of hand and needs some maintenance. With his genitals exposed to the burning embers of My hot cigarette butt, it's a joy to make My little bird sing and whistle as I scorch and sear off his nauseating pubes. Every slave's of Mine purpose is to amuse Me and My friends, so sing while you suffer for Me, My little birdie, sing.