Since it was only her second day of sexual enslavement she was still pretty shaken up so I was going down their to get her used to her new life and �...break” her in. as I approached the cage I said “don’t cry Emily, I love you and I’m going to take care of you” while I slapped a folded leather belt on my palm. I opened Emily’s cage and told her to get out and stay on her knees. Her hands and feet were both cuffed to heavy iron balls with short chains to keep her from running away. Next while she. I read karens message and ight off the bat first question is Are you looking for a good time? I sent her my number and we continued convo in text msg. 2 hrs later we meet up at her house. I enter the house and there stands karen in leather jumpsuit, thigh high boots and bright red lipstick. I kiss her on the cheek and sit down so we can smoke a blunt and both relax. 3 blunts and cpl shots of e&j we both started to loosen up. Karen comes back with more drinks and as she was handing me mine. ”As she walked up the stairs in front of me, affording me a pleasant view of her hips at my eye level, she said, “I enjoyed meeting your lovely wife last week, seems we have some interests and likes in common. I assured her I was confident in helping you two find the right new home. She suggested maybe the three of us could get together for dinner and drinks soon, which I think could be enjoyable.”We entered the master bedroom where she mentioned the tiered ceiling above the bed, a side sitting. At that time neither did I have any expectations nor I had any feelings for her. But my mind was stuffed with fantasies and stories I have been reading for days then.It was a sweaty summer afternoon. She was drapped in her saree which was thin and with the slightest sweet would stick onto her body. I couldn’t find a sexier diva to fulfill my fantasies. The light grey color saree, sweet patches that were formed and the way she made her hair which was dyed and straightened sent jolts through my.