Kat in a Cage

Master Shadrack slams Kat into a big metal cage and bolts thick wooden poles across her so she can’t squirm an inch. Wires snake up her thighs. A single sharp pulse shoots through her and she jolts, breath catching. Another jolt. Her shoulders jerk. The third one leaves her panting, wet, eyes blindfolded and empty behind the cloth. That’s when he reaches for the carved stone cock—cold, heavy, ridged—and drives it inside until the blunt head knocks her deepest wall. She moans like she’s thanking him. Then comes “Dick On A Stick,” that thick rubber shaft she always begs for, shoved right beside the stone one, splitting her wider. He pumps both at once, slow and cruel, until every muscle in her bound, blond, athletic body quivers and she comes hard enough to rattle the cage bars.