The gag was removed and I told them everything, absolutely everything. In returnthe gag was replaced and I was released from the position and carried ...verto a small (1m square) cage hanging from one of the beams. My wrists were handcuffedbehind my back and my ankles cuffed together then I was forced into the mini-cage.They instructed me that I was allowed a couple of hours to rest, they leftme to it. I couldn't get comfy in the cage. My wrists forced together by the tightcuffs, my ankles also. Even though I knew what was I going to see, I still couldn’t believe my eyes. Her nipples were purely pink-colored protruding from her chest. Her pussy mound was completely bare with no hairs. She then turned around to give me an overall view.“Ah fuck,” a moan escaped from my mouth and fingers started running on my nipples caressing them. It was strange for a man to caress his nipples. Seeing this my sister laughed a bit and said, “Do you like my body, baby? Are my boobs nice?” She said looking. I just stood there until he took the marker out a few minutes later. Nothing else was said and i went home at the end of the day without saying anything to him.It really bothered me and i felt that i was humiliated this way because of how i dressed. i started dressing down, loose fitting clothes, very little makeup. After the second day of dressing down, my Boss called me into his office. He told me he was going to fire me because i wasn't performing my job properly. i said i didn't know what. That was how things worked with him. I'd always been more than a little fairly certain that Jeannie was a less than a truly committed soldier in the reverend's little army of righteousness, and in the continuing war he'd been waging against me. Half an hour after Bill had left, my phone rang. Caller ID let me know it was Jeannie."I guess you must think you've won some great victory, Gary?" As always, since our separation, and subsequent divorce, Jeannie's tone of voice with me carried an angry.