Locked up Little Fuck Toy
Bars all around her. Black metallic bars. She wrapped her arms around them and pulled and pushed, but nothing happened. It was a sturdy cage. She sank down and sat on the floor of the cage for a little while. She straightened the skirt of dress. She was wearing a mint green one today, with a strawberries embroidered at the seem and a tight body of smock stretching over her big boobs. Sir had picked out the dress for her this morning, like every morning Sir picked out her clothes. They...