Confused thoughts raced through her mind. Strange feelings permeated her body. Gradually Becky sifted and sorted some semblance of order from her init...al confusion. She was on her back on some form of black padded bench but could not move. With a shock she realised she could see her own reflection above her. Looking carefully upwards she could see, in the soft opaque lighting, a mirrored ceiling. Becky examined her reflected self. Her blond hair looked freshly brushed and fanned out around her. Now come on, it's just perfect outside." "Well..." Red got to her feet and started walking shakily to the door. "Hey, I know. Let's split up, go in different directions. Lady T can only chase one of us at a time. Maybe one or even two could get away." "You're deluding yourself, Red. Everybody knows about Lady Tether's slaves, for at least a hundred miles. You can't get your collar off; the first person to see you will know you're one of Lady Tether's Discards and turn you in. And then the Lady. Then she took the cage and after squirting lub into my urethra she worked the tube into my penis as she pushed the cage over my penis. She inserted the locking pun and quickly withdrew the key. She immediately stepped back and took off all her cloths . The site of her sexy little tits and smoothly shaved pussy never fails to get my dick hard. She giggled as she saw my poor trapped penis pulling the base ring away from my body. She rubbed her hand over her pussy lips and started telling me how. This was a fact which often entered obliquely into their less serious conversations."I was just wondering, Jock," Axel was saying as he studied the long fine ash on the tip of his cigar, "what kind of shape you're in these days; for example, do you think you can still run fast enough to snatch a lady's handbag on a crowded city street and get away with it?" You should know what kind of shape I'm in," Jock reminded his friend pleasantly. "What was the score the last time we played?" He knew.