You are in my cage, slave. I am walking around with my red shiny PVC over the knee boots, taunting you. You hear the stilettos click on the polished concrete floor. You are under My control, looking up at Me through the steel bars of the cage, you will feel owned and enslaved. You are so lucky to be in my cage. I command you to touch yourself - or not. The choices aren't yours, they're mine. It's enough for you to be in My cage with Me standing over you and looking at you through the bars. I am going to train you how to serve Me perfectly. More to worship here: Show more