I could see that Harry hadn't only been interested in her for her physical attributes.When I got to Harry's office, I saw Sarah for the first time sin...e she'd been cowering at Harry's feet after being released from an extreme bondage session. She had evidently come through her orientation without her cheery approach being affected. She looked up from filing her nails as I walked in. "Good morning Mr Ross," she said with a smile as I walked in "He won't keep you a moment, please take a seat."I. He looked at her and thought of how he had been caught in the act of caning young girls, how she had tricked him into revealing his BDSM tendencies, captured him, owned him, and destroyed him. He had meekly signed over all his property and possessions to her; his only purpose in life to serve her totally, knowing one day she will simply dispose of him at the slightest whim. He deserved to be punished. He worshipped her and had earned his caning.Arabella simply turned her eyes toward the bench. Her body felt odd and it took her a moment to realise that her pudendum had been shaved completely; a glance round soon convinced her that all the other females in cages had had the same treatment though few were light skinned, and none were white. One of her ankles had a sort of cloth-lined cuff round it which was connected by a stout chain to one corner of the cage. Even if she could open the door she could not go more than six feet or so from her cage.As the hours passed in utter boredom,. I pictured myself flying through the air with my cape snapping in the wind, dropping candy wrappers behind me. I could be Super Litterbug.Neeka snorted and milk dribbled out the corner of her mouth. She looked at me accusingly. I shrugged and tried to look apologetic. We were either going to have to work out a way to control our telepathy or I would have to learn to restrain my sense of humor."Neeka? Are you OK?", Mrs. Morgan asked. She wasn't yet used to the idea that conversations could be.