I turned the light on. The kimono was balled in the corner of the cage. She was huddled with her knees against her chest.I went to the cage. We stared...at each other. She had been crying“Leah, are you ready to be a good obedient girl?” I asked her.“What is it you want me to do?” she asked quietly.Earlier I had noticed what I wanted on the wall. Something I had seen at the bar the night before had intrigued me. I took a chain leash from a peg and held it before her.“I will leash you. Take you to. With the wine bottle in Allie’s rectum her pussy was soincredibly tight and Greg did not have to thrust in andout of his properly many times before he groaned anddrove himself to the hilt in the girl before he sprayedher full of white, sticky sperm for the second time thatevening. Exhausted Greg lay back in the bed covers andpanted for a while, still with his suffering slave ontop of him and impaled on his now limp cock. After hehad taken a few moments to recover the Free Man wrappedhis. I peeked in (couldn't resist), and he saw me! and he turned like beet red and ran out and into the stairwell and went home. He WENT HOME!I've never made a boy cry before. I mean I don't think I've ever made anyone cry before. And I guess I know I should feel bad, but between you and me? It felt amazing. And not just amazing, it felt... sexual. Like viscerally sexual. I felt like... I dunno, a grown-up I guess? A real person for once. A person who could throw a punch, and hurt somebody and be OK. ”I think Majeed should come home right away, Don’t you?'” I called out taunting her.She rushed into the room and asked me “What are you doing?””Phoning Majeed” I replied “I think he needs to know what a whore you are””He will not believe you” she said flatly.”Really think he won’t?” I said “let’s take a chance and see if he will believe me’.I looked at her as she stood arms folded across her breasts biting her lips, obviously deciding her next move.”Okay! Okay!” She cried “Put the phone down..