CAGE

With a cruel gleam in his eyes, Alexander Harrington decided to further **** his pet ****, James, by subjecting him to the ultimate humiliation. As James knelt before him, his body still slick with the water from their bath, Alexander's gaze zeroed in on his groin, where the chastity cage encased James's manhood.

"James," Alexander commanded, his voice cold and commanding, "hold still."

James obeyed without question, his heart pounding in his chest as he braced himself for what was to come.

With deliberate slowness, Alexander reached for the sponge once more, his movements purposeful and controlled. With each stroke, he scrubbed at James's groin, paying particular attention to the chastity cage that encased his manhood.

As the sponge moved over the metal bars of the cage, James couldn't help but squirm with discomfort, the rough texture of the sponge scraping against his sensitive skin. But he dared not protest, knowing that any sign of disobedience would only invite further punishment from his merciless master.

And as Alexander continued to clean James's groin and chastity cage, a sense of satisfaction washed over him. For in that moment, he knew that he held all the power – and that James's obedience was absolute.

With each stroke of the sponge, Alexander reinforced James's place in the hierarchy of Thornwood Estate – a lowly pet, subservient to his master's every whim. And as he finished cleaning James's groin, he couldn't help but feel a surge of dominance wash over him, knowing that he had once again asserted his authority over his helpless ****.