The 13th Cage (pt. 2)

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Lesson #1: Pleasure

I woke the next morning to the sound of groaning. The cat was gone from my side and I was alone in the cage. My eyes scanned the room and I found the pale man and the cat on the bed.

She was on her hands and knees, he was on his knees behind her with his hands around her hips. He was rocking her back and forth against him forcefully. Her tale was wrapped around his waist and she seemed to be enjoying herself. Her purring and meowing echoed threw the room along with his groans. Her breasts flopped back and forth as he slammed against her bottom with the soft patting sound of skin against fur.

I watched them quietly. They went on like that for quite a while until he groaned loudly and pushed her off of him. I could tell now that his cock had been inside her. He stroked himself and I saw great arcs of white fluid spew from him and splatter against her fur. He yelled loudly as the white fluid sprayed across the sheets. There was an awful lot of it. I wondered if that happened every time and if so, did it spray into me last night?

He had said something before taking me to my cage. A word caught my attention: Cum. Was that it? Was that this white thing my friend began licking from her fur? I wish I could understand.

My friend seemed less frightened of him thang I did. But I remembered the trips she and her sister would take away from their cage several times a day. I now understood why. Men would stick themselves inside them and spray their fur with the thick white cum. She was accustomed to this pleasurable torture.

I watched as he took her like he had me the previous night. He laid on top of her, her legs at ether side of his. He would fondle her soft furry breasts as she kissed and licked his neck. He rocked himself against her and she yowled at the pleasure of it.

They switched positions, she was on top of him. He seemed eager to grope her breasts and bottom as she moved back and forth across his waist. She touched herself, her bright pink bud as she moved along him. She would purr and meow loudly as he sprayed inside of her. I noticed his body would tense and ripple as he did this.

He seemed to like being on top of her because their next position was the one he had used on me again. He was ferocious and talked to her loudly when in this arrangement. He would smack her bottom. I thought he was scolding her but he would smile when he did this and she would meow happily. I saw his body become ridged again and he rose up, pulling himself out of her. He stroked himself again, spraying her belly with his white cum.

He seemed finished with her and she got up from the bed and scampered happily to the cage. The door had been left unlocked and I cursed myself for not trying to escape.

He sat on the corner of the bed and looked at the tables surrounding it. He was thinking. I saw him pick up a pair of shackles and attached them to one of the chains hanging from the headboard. He looked at me and I immediately looked away.

The cat began to speak to me in her feline language. I would learn later that she meant to tell me that he was kind and felt good inside her. In my ignorance I only understood that she was happy. I suppose I felt less frightened but my heart thumped loudly when I saw him open our door.

He quickly reached in and pulled me out by my collar. I hissed and tried to escape. I saw that my nails brought blood on his arm but he did not scold me. I was thrown onto the bed and my hands clapped in the shackles he had hung there. He forced my legs into a second pair at the corners of the footboard. He spoke as he secured my demure form to the bed. “You will learn soon enough.” He said “You will never learn to give me pleasure if I do not teach you that I can do the same for you.”

Even though I did not understand them his words seemed soft and calming. I shivered with fear however. He laid on top of me and kissed me. I bit into his bottom lip and tasted his warm blood. He pulled away smiling “Pain is a lesson for another day.” He said but I hissed.

He began to kiss my neck and trailed down to my chest. My breasts swelled again as his mouth and fingers found my bright yellow nipples. He nibbled and sucked at my breasts and I felt myself grow wet in my middle again. His hands roamed across my belly and down my hips. My legs where spread because of the chains and he moved slowly between them.

He kissed my belly, and my hips. His hands stayed away from my moist middle but as he got closer I could feel his warm breath. He smiled seeing my yellow lips. He said one word and I think he named that part of me, he named my middle: “Pussy.”

I would not dare repeat the word to show him that I understood but I gasped with surprise as I felt his warm tongue lick my pussy. I squirmed away from him but he pulled me back to his eager lips. I cannot put into words how it felt. His hot, slick tongue circled around my hardening bud as my pussy quivered to the touch of his tongue and lips.

His hands roamed across me and I struggled out of reflex. It frightened me how good it felt to have his tongue dance across my pussy. A hand left my body and I felt it appear again on my thigh. He squeezed and caressed my tender flesh as his tongue continued to flick my pussy. His hand moved closer to where his tongue was. He began to gently play with my hole with the tip of his finger. He would slip it in a few inches then back out. He was teasing me.

I wanted him to stop, for this to end but not without the blinding colors and intense pleasure I had felt the night before. I wanted to feel it again, but I felt ashamed of myself. This sort of pleasure was the sacred act of love between a male and female. Not a slave and her master.

I was granted my wish but became even more disgusted with myself as my body convulsed and writhed with his tongue inside me, licking my juices and his nose nuzzling my throbbing bud. I felt the sensation of death creep over me and I did not fear it as much as I did the night before. I knew it would not kill me but I felt tender bits of my body go numb and again I could not breath properly. I only felt the pleasure surging threw my middle, what he called my pussy.

He stopped when he heard me crying. I suppose threw all the pleasure he knew I was feeling it shocked him. He unlocked my legs and curled me up next to him. He unlocked my hands after he secured my collar to a leash on the headboard. He wrapped his arms around me as I fought him. He did not let go but allowed me to struggle. He shushed in my ear and stroked my hair. He thought he must have frightened me. I grew still but I remained tense.

He held me like that for hours. The strong warm embrace of trying to tame a frightened animal. I did not tame for him. I wouldn’t. I vowed right there that I would remain a wild Blue for as long as I could.

The next day he did not come for me in our cage but took my cat friend instead. He let her out and closed the door. She stood by the cage as he walked to the bed and sat down on the edge. He stroked himself to full length and I could see her smile. When he was done she scrambled over to him and dropped to her knees in front of him.

He stroked her hair and I watched as she licked his cock with her rough tongue. He groaned and laid his head back, still holding her head. He did not give her any instructions as she licked the monstrous growth between his legs.

He groaned loudly when she wrapped her furry lips around his head. I watched as his cock disappeared into her mouth. She retreated slowly and advanced again as far as her mouth would allow. Her head bobbed along his cock and he groaned with each stroke of her tongue.

I do not know if she was doing it wrong or not but he gripped both sides of her head and began moving her head along him at a blurring speed. She purred loudly knowing that the vibrations in her throat tic
kled his cock. I heard her choke as he forced his entire length into her throat. Instantly I became fright
ened for her but he pulled back, allowing her to breath. He continued to force his cock down her throat and groaned loudly.

She held onto his back for leverage as he continued. After an eternity he let go of her head and flopped back onto the bed. She forced her face deep into his abdomen and purred loudly. She had to have been holding her breath as he was buried in her throat. With her hands on his chest it looked as if she was holding him down. His eyes snapped open and I watched as his body convulsed. She pulled away from him and great arches of cum shot into the air splattering against her face.

Careful not to use her claws she gripped his cock and began to stroke it, forcing more cum to splatter into her open and wanting mouth. When he was finished she crawled next to him on the bed and began to lick her face clean. Using her arm to wipe the cum from her face she would lick her arm and repeat the gesture.

When he was satisfied that she was done he pushed her onto her back and mounted her in his favorite position. I saw her smile as he held her hands sown on ether side of her head. She seemed to know what he wanted because she growled angrily and tried to close her legs. He forced his knee between hers and pried her legs apart. I had never seen her struggle before and felt that I should have looked away as he forced his cock into her body. She yowled loudly and arched her back.

He pumped his body into hers and all the while she tried to escape him. He smiled and I heard him utter a phrase “Good girl.” it sounded as if he was praising her. Their bodies writhed together as they fought in some strange pleasurable battle.

I suppose I understood that he liked to be dominate. He held two females in a cage and pulled them out to pleasure himself whenever he wanted. I would not be tamed and would suffer being forced beneath him. While my feline counterpart would eagerly do whatever he wanted. It was all so confusing as I watched the two of them groan and scream in pleasure.

He did not come for me at all that day or night. I was left alone in my cage as he ravaged the cat in positions I never dreamed a male and female capable. Their constant groaning and moaning made it impossible to sleep. I tried however. He would come to my cage to check on me and I would act as if I was sleeping. I could tell by the way my friend was meowing that she wanted me to join them.

He left us alone that next day and returned in the evening. He had a strange look in his eyes. Almost as if he was hungrier for our bodies than usual. He left his clothes on the floor and immediately came to the cage, his cock already stiff with excitement. To my horror I was the one pulled out.

He dragged me, not very gently to the bed. I was thrown onto it and shackled down again. “I have spoken to the Keeper.” He said. I only understood the term Keeper. “I asked how easier to tame you. He told me that I couldn’t and that that was one of the things that made your kind so unique. I informed him that there has never been a slave I could not train. I have trained over a hundred slaves for masters too inadequate to train their beasts themselves. I will f**k you until there is not fight left in you.”

With the last of his words he forced his monster inside my body and I felt my veil rip again. I screamed and he stopped to looked at me “I did not believe it when he told me every time would be like you where a virgin again. I am sorry for your pain but you will learn to yearn for it.”

He did not try to kiss me or touch my breasts as he began to thrust himself into me. My breasts swelled on their own and flopped against my chin as he continued. He did not stop as he did the last time when I began to cry. He continued to ram his cock into my pussy over and over again.

I felt myself vibrate from deep within and he groaned as he felt my body tighten around his cock. I felt myself wanting to feel the sensation of my body dieing again in agonizing pleasure. I bit my lip, trying not to groan. I tried not to give him the satisfaction of taming me. His body slammed against mine, that sticky slapping sound filling the room like it had all the day before when he had ravaged my friend.

I felt it gnaw at my stomach as he continued to dominate me. It felt like a tightening, then a throbbing. I knew it was coming. “I can feel it.” he said “I can feel you about to cum.” I moaned despite myself and instantly realized that that had been the wrong thing to do. He pulled out of me. I looked at him wanting to ask why.

He took a second pair of shackles from beside the bed and clapped them around my knees. There was a bar connecting them so could not move my legs. He put my hands in a similar device and fastened my collar to a leash on the headboard. He turned me over and forced me onto my knees. I could hardly move at all.

I gripped the covers, nervous about what he would do to me in this position. I could feel him move in the bed. He touched my bottom with his hands and I could tell that he was on his knees behind me. I wanted him to ether let me go or let me feel that pleasurable death.

I could feel his cock between the cheeks of my bottom and wondered what he was doing. He was to high, my pussy was lower. Then as I felt the agonizing pain of his head slipping into my bottom. He was going to pleasure himself with my bottom. I screamed for him to stop. Using my crude language to tell him that it wasn’t right for him to be in my bottom. He only shushed me and pushed further. My arms and knees shook as he slowly entered my unused hole.

He rested there once all of him was pushed into me. I cried again, this time there seemed to be less pleasure and more pain. He continued to try and calm me. His hands stroked my back as he sat stationary inside my aching bottom.

It seemed like an eternity as we stayed positioned there. Finally he began to push me forward. I cried out as his cock slipped out of my ass. He stopped just before his head was to retreat and pushed back into me with more speed than before. He pushed me forward again and I tried to stay quiet. When he pulled me back onto him he trusted into me at the same time, slamming his entire length into my throbbing butt. I screamed “Mor!!” Which in my language meant: stop.

He laughed, misunderstanding my pleading and began to slam himself in to me. With each stroke I yelped but as he continued if felt less painful. My breasts bounced back and forth as he assaulted me.

The sensation of the pleasure building was so very strange. His cock felt as if it was twisting and stirring inside me. Then I felt my body shrink around him and he groaned. His hands where on my hips pushing and pulling me back onto him. My tears stained the pillows once more as I felt disgusted that I was enjoying it.

I felt his hot, sticky cum enter me and I screamed from the radiant warmth of it. I felt as if the pleasure I was sensing was not my own but his surging threw me. It felt incredible. I convulsed uncontrollably in my bonds, the chains rattling slightly as my body lost control of it’s self.

He pulled out before I was ready for him to. He unchained my hands and knees and I collapsed into the bed panting for breath. He chuckled gently and I could see that he was stroking himself to completion.

Once he was finished he stroked my hip and the round curve of my bottom. I did not have the fight to squirm away from his touch. His hand crept up my buttock and along the soft yellow patch of my lower back. Instantly my breath caught and me eyes snapped open. My pussy surged in pleasure as if he had been inside me, rocking himself into me for hours. I did not hear myself scream in shock.

As his hand moved away my pleasure subsided. Quizzically he turned me over onto my back and looked at me. “What was that my pet?” He asked “Did you cum?” He slipped his hand between my legs and inserted his finger into my tender body. His other hand repeated
the slow stroke from my hip to my lower back. I cried out as he touched me there. My body s
pasmed and tightened suddenly around his finger.

After a moment he pulled his finger out of me and kissed my lips. I turned away “You did cum.” He said with a smile. “I think I may have found your trigger.” He smiled and took something from one of the tables next to the bed. It was a small silver egg. He turned a knob on the side and it began to buzz loudly. Turning it off he turned me over and secured my limbs to the bed. Taking a long piece of tape he strapped the device to my lower back. I squealed in momentary pleasure.

He sat on the edge of the bed and used a remote to turn on the device. My mind went blank as the pleasure surged threw my loins. I cried out un ecstasy as the sensation drove me into convulsions.

He stood there and watched me as I writhed in my chains. I begged and pleaded for him to make it stop all the while wanting it to continue forever. It felt like an hour before he finally took his clothes and left. He did not remove the device from my back and I screamed and fought the chains in agonizing pleasure.

An hour later I passed out. When I woke the moon from the window had hardly moved. I couldn’t take it. I felt as if I was truly going to die this time. I would slip into unconsciousness every so often, my body unable to contain the pleasure. He left me like that until the net afternoon. by then the device had stopped working. I supposed he would be cross with me for breaking it.

He moved to the bed and removed the tape. “How did you like that my pet? Thirteen straight hours of orgasmic pleasure? You now know what it can be like. You will not feel it again until you are tame enough. I want you to beg for it. I want to dominate you, chain you down, but only because you are insane from lust.”

He unchained me and carried my exhausted and limp body to the cage where a plate of food waited for me. He removed my feline friend and went to the bed with her. I ignored them as they fornicated and concentrated on my food.

He fed us three times a day, one meal in the morning, on in the afternoon and one in the evening. Food bursting with flavor, much more delicate than that the Keeper fed us. It was never the same dish twice. I could tell he wanted to keep us strong. I was too weak to eat so i harbored some of it beneath one of the pillows for later. I slept all that day only waking up at the sound of screams and loud groans. My dreams where filled with much of the same.

He left me alone till the next night. I hissed and tried like mad to escape him but he subdued me and dragged me to the bed. He secured my hands and legs down again and crawled on top of me. Without a word he slammed his entire length into my body and began pumping himself into me at a blurring pace.

I screamed with each thrust of his cock. He groped and nibbled at my breasts. His hands touched every part of me but my sensitive lower back. I felt myself tighten and he did not groan as usual. Not even when the vibrating started. I began to feel that tightening behind my navel and he pulled out of me. His cock wet and throbbing.

On his knees he waited. For what I did not know then I realized as he slammed into me again. He wanted me to wait to cum till he wanted me to. He rode my body like some animal. He continued to molest my body and quicker than the last time I felt myself about to feel the release of pleasure. He stopped and I grew angry.

He waited in front of me again. I could see tiny beads of sweat on his shoulders and forehead. I understood completely. He was trying to drive me mad. Trying to make me want his cum inside me.

This treatment went on for hours. I screamed and writhed beneath him but he would pull out of me each time I felt myself about to die. I wanted to feel it so much and he must have wanted it too. His cock was larger than normal and throbbing like mad when he slammed it into me for what must have been the fifteenth time.

It came on quicker that time. It only took a few of his thrusts and he groaned and tried to restrain himself. Quickly he pulled out of me. He stood on his knees and groaned loudly as great arcs of cum sprayed my body. He didn’t even have to touch himself. His cock continued to cum and I felt angry that he was wasting it on me rather than releasing it inside me. I wanted so much to feel it inside me. For my body to tighten and convulse beneath him. He wanted me to hunger for it but I had to remain strong. He would not break me. I couldn’t allow it.

It took all of his remaining strength to unchain me and return me to the cage. He removed the cat and laid down on the bed. His cock did not stand in the air as normal but my friend licked his cock and thighs. During all this his cock did not harden. He must have truly been as spent as I was. He simply let her clean him ad he drifted off to sleep.

The next morning when I woke I screamed realizing that he was inside with me. He had violated the safety of my cage and was pinning me to the silken floor. He growled and forced himself inside me “I’ve done some research and I’ve figured it out.” He said as he retreated. “Your body only cums when mine does.” He punctuated the end of his sentence with a sharp thrust into me and I squealed from it. “So if I don’t feel like cumming.” He slammed into me harder “Then your body can’t.” At the word “Can’t.” he slammed into me once more and pulled out.

He grabbed me by my collar and drug me to the bed as I fought. He tied my arms and legs down with leather straps instead of the cold metal shackles. He took something very long and red off one of the tables. Turning a knob on the bottom it buzzed to life like the egg had before the other day.

I trembled in fear but I had an idea what the device was for. I was right when I saw him lick the head. “You came when I ate you out because I got off on it.” He told me “So it’s an organic connection.” He pushed the buzzing device into my body and I groaned as it throbbed my insides “There is no organic connection if I’m not touching you.” He smiled wickedly and unzipped his pants.

He called the cat to him and sat down on the edge of the bed. Like the other day she dropped to her knees and began to lick him. They fornicated for hours while I was left in the bed next to them squirming and writhing while the device tempted my body.

I wanted so much to feel the pleasure. To sense my body tighten and loose myself in the colors. At some point in the night I nearly tasted it when I felt the furry hand of my friend touch my foot. But as quickly as it came it had gone as he pulled her hand away from my foot.

My breasts had swollen to larger than I had seen them in these past days. The thing inside me felt huge as my body had tightened as far as it could around it and I still hadn’t released.

They had finished and the cat was cleaning the cum from his cock when teh thing inside me stopped working. He looked at me and smiled “I was right wasn’t I?” He said “I could leave you like that for a week and you’d not cum. If I’ve done my job right you should be nearly mad with hunger by now. But you can’t have me for I am done for the night.” He untied my bonds and forced me into the cage. He left the cat outside. “I can’t have her licking you clean for fear of you cumming.” He said with a wicked grin. He laid down in the bed and beckoned the cat next to him. They slept in the bed and I dreamed of men on top of me.

He came for me that night and the cat was not in the room. I woke to the sight of his monstrous cock staring threw the bars at me. I wanted it. Gods how I wanted to feel it inside of me. I instantly backed away from my position to the corner. I held onto the bars. Not for fear of him pulling me out but for fear of going willingly.

I wanted him to open the door and pull me out. He looked
in on me a sort of menacing look in his eyes. There was some sort of device on the outside o
f the bars of my cage. There was a hole in the center of it. I understood when he slipped his cock into the hole.

I watched hungrily as he pumped his cock into the device. He groaned and I could seethe swollen head of his cock grinding towards me. I still held onto the bars. Trying not to get excited.

But I was excited. I was so tempted to wrap my lips around it and suck out the thick white juice. It was like a beast rearing inside me. I needed it. I needed to feel the pleasure of him inside me.

It was almost like I was watching myself do it. As if I didn’t have control of my body. I had leapt from the corner of the cage and took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could. I heard him laugh at his victory. He had broken me.

I still felt as if I was on the outside looking in as he opened the door. I attacked him. Grinding against him as I tried to tell myself to stop. He was able to restrain my arms and force me into the shackles on the bed. All the while I fought wildly to get to him.

He had been laughing but now seemed very serious. “I’ve used this training method before but never have I seen a creature so ravenous at the thought of being f**ked. I may have gone about this the wrong way.” I spread my legs for him “Your far too eager. But by training with the cat I can restrain myself from being taken too deep inside of you now.” He smiled “And what kind of trainer would I be if I didn’t take the opportunity to f**k someone in your state of mind?”

He did not attempt to kiss me as he laid down on top of me. I know I would have bit him in my eagerness. His head moved to my already swollen breasts and began to suck on my nipples. I fought to get at him but he held me still. I ground my body against his urging him into me.

he seemed to want to make me wait or perhaps to make himself want my body more. But finally I felt his head press against my lips and said in his tongue “Yes.” He looked at me but did not say anything. I groaned loudly as I felt his head press into my pussy. When he ripped threw my virginity again I screamed in pleasure.

As his massive cock pressed deeper into me I moaned for him. I arched my back and tried to move against him. He pushed all of himself into me and forcefully held himself there. His body telling mine to let him do the work, that it would be better for the both of us.

I did my best to hold still for him. He began to pump himself into me and I groaned, reveling in the ecstasy of his cock inside of me. He hammered his body into mine and mine responded quickly by tightening and vibrating around him after the first few strokes. I wanted to much to feel the death.

He withstood my body’s urging him to cum. He groaned loudly and held back the flood of cum I knew he was wanting to release. I knew this because I could feel what he could feel and how he could hold back I will never understand. The sheer amount of pleasure was overwhelming and I knew there was more to be felt.

I felt drops of his sweat drip onto my breasts as he rode me. As he made my body belong to him. I felt it gently. The subtle tightening of my navel and then like a tidal wave it hit me. My eyes had been open but suddenly I went blind. I blinked, seeing nothing. My ears rang but I could hear our screams filling the room. The sensation of the little death was stronger than ever before. I already understood that it would not kill me but this time… This time it was more intense than ever before. I could have swore my heart had stopped.

My body flopped helplessly in the bed as his cum surged threw me. It was more than I could take. I felt his heavy weight collapse onto me as I passed out from the exhaustion of the little death.

I woke some time later. He was still on top of me. I tried to turn hoping to wake him. He did not move. My heart raced. He was dead. I was trapped beneath a dead man. The cat was no where insight and my hands where fastened tight in the shackles. I screamed for help. “Shhh!” I heard him say. He stirred and looked up at me. the imprint of my nipple in his cheek.

I looked at him shocked “I think I passed out.” He told me. He pushed himself off of me and I realized that his cock had still been inside me. “You where dead.” I told him. He looked at me stunned.
“You can speak.”
I didn’t know whether or not to answer him. “Little.” I said thinking that maybe if he could understand me then he might let me go. The beast from earlier was gone now that I had felt the little death. The words felt unnatural in my mouth as I spoke them. This was the first time I had spoken his language out loud.
“You are a smart one. Have you been learning from me?”
“I hear.” I told him
“Good.” He said with a smile
“Let me go?” I asked
“Never.” he told me “I paid for you and it does not matter whether or not you can speak my language. You belong to me and now that you fully understand me I will train you easier now.”
“I won’t train.”
“You will my dear and you will love every second of it. I broke you last night.”
“Please?”
“We will not speak of it now.” He told me “I am eager to know what you understand. Do you know what it is I do to you? What the word of it is?”
“No.”
“I f**k you.” He explained “When I stick myself into you it’s called f**king.”
“f**k.”
“And this?” He indicated his cock
“Your cock.”
“Good and what do I put it in when I f**k you?”
“My pussy.”
“So what do I do to you?”
“You f**k my pussy.”
“Good little girl. Do you want me to f**k you now?”
“No.”
“One day you will say yes.”
“No.”
He smiled “I like it when you say no. It makes me hard.” He licked my nipple and raised his head “I will not f**k you today.” He said “You spent me last night and I believe we both need to recover. I will let in Tala and you two may have this room. I will not put you in the cage today.”
“Tala?”
“The kitten.” He answered “What is your name?”
“Chyra.” I told him
“Chyra I will unlock your shackles but you will stay in the bed understand?”
“Yes.”

I did as he told me and waited for my cat friend. He rose from the bed and opened the door where she must have waited all night. She bounded into the room and joined me on the bed. “One day we will all speak the same language.” He said and left the room.

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Lesson #2: Obedience

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  1. great jobs i really like your story in “The 13th Cage”.
    Hope to see pt 3 real soon.

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