Naomi is caged

“Time to get you out,” Clara said when she returned. She unlocked the padlock on the pillory and Naomi stood up. She grabbed Naomi by the shoulder and took her towards a barred doorway, making her wait as it was unlocked with a big key.

“Where are we going?” Naomi asked.

“Ah, ah.” Clara waggled her finger. “Slaves don’t ask questions. Just follow me.”

They headed down a corridor and through another barred doorway, then down some stairs until they were in some basement room.

It wasn’t a huge room, maybe twenty feet squared. The only feature was a cage in the center with the door open. Not your usual cage, this one was for someone to stand up in. Naomi shuddered at the thought of being put in there.

“Do you like it?” Clara asked.

Naomi shivered a little. Her ass was still really sore, and it had made her shaky.

“Get inside.”

Naomi didn’t move immediately, and she felt the riding crop on her ass for it, making her cry out loud.

She walked towards the cage, approaching the front that was open.

“Turn around,” Clara said.

Naomi turned to face Clara.

“Now back into it.”

Naomi’s lip wobbled as she walked backwards, eventually feeling the bars on the back of the cage against her ass and hands. There were vertical and horizontal bars, creating squares a little less than a foot wide and tall.

The cage was so narrow, just enough room to fit her inside and when the door began to screech closed, Naomi’s boobs and ass were squeezed up against the bars. Then she saw the hole. A hole in the cage, just in front of her mouth. There was only one thing that was for.

Naomi was claustrophobic, and this cage was probably her worst nightmare. The bars beneath her feet were cold on the base of her feet, her head was touching bars above her, and there was little room to move anything other than her shoulders. Even her arms had been squeezed in behind her.

“I’ll be back soon,” Clara said. “Don’t go anywhere.” She laughed, then went off somewhere.

Naomi tried to wriggle around, but there was no wriggle room as she waited for Clara to return. She looked up, seeing a ring on the top of the cage and chains that attached it to the ceiling. She hoped she wasn’t going to be raised up off the ground in this thing.

Several minutes of agonising waiting later and Clara’s clicking heels were heard coming down the corridor.

The door opened, and Clara entered, holding the leash of a male **** wearing nothing but a collar and a latex hood. He was broad shouldered, tall too, with a hairy brown chest.

As he stood and waited, Clara approached Naomi, smiling the whole time. She grabbed a chain that dangled beside the cage and began to pull it down.

“What are you doing?” Naomi asked.

“You’ll see in a minute.”

Naomi felt the weight of her feet on the bar as she was lifted off the ground. She was a couple of feet up in the air a few moments later.

“You’re not going to leave me up here, are you?”

“Oh no,” Clara said. She lifted a couple of metal panels from the floor beneath the cage. “You’re going down there.”

“What? No please. I don’t want to go in there, please don’t, Mistress.”

Clara just stood back and smiled as she pulled the other chain now, and the cage rattled around a little as Naomi was lowered into the ground.

“Please, Mistress.”

“Shh.”

Naomi cried and sobbed as the cage got lower. The space underground was cold, and so dark.

Once she was in down to her waist, Clara stopped.

“Are you going to be a good girl and suck Joe’s cock?” Clara asked.

Naomi nodded repeatedly. “Yes, Mistress. Please.” Her eyes begged as the tears continued to stream.

“Good girl.”

Clara took Joe by the leash and walked him over to the cage. She grabbed his cock and tugged on it a few times.

Naomi gulped. She hated giving blowjobs, and especially disliked getting any of it on her face or body. It wasn’t just the taste or having the cock in her mouth, it was the stickiness and grossness of it all. To her it felt like having snot on her. It made feel a little sick whenever any of her boyfriends had come in her mouth, especially when they’d insisted that she should swallow it.

Once Joe’s cock was hard enough, Clara fed it through the hole in the cage and Naomi’s mouth opened. She closed her eyes and rocked her head back and forth the best she could, her lips touching the steel of the cage.

“Are you going to swallow every last drop?”

Naomi nodded, sucking still.

“I didn’t hear an answer.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Naomi mumbled through sucking the cock.

“Have a feel of her tits, Joe,” Clara ordered. “I’d say they’re a thirty-four double D, is that right?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

The hands came through the cage, feeling her tits, pinching her nipples and he’d managed to crouch as she continued to give him a blowjob.

Naomi sucked the cock back and forth, her head nudging as far in either direction as it would go.

“At least you don’t have all that hair to get in the way of your blowjobs now, ****,” Clara said.

Joe began to pant heavily as he came close and Naomi could feel his cock throbbing while she sucked.

A few moments later and it hardened more, coming onto her tongue in several instalments and Naomi gulped it all down, cringing at the texture of the warm, sticky come. The cock stayed in her mouth as he continued to squirt come in her mouth, she choked and gagged as it filled her mouth, and she thought it would never end.

She closed her eyes as her mouth was filled with come, and she couldn’t help but let some of it spill down her chin, though she swallowed as much up as she could.

Once Joe’s cock was sucked dry, he backed off a step, and Clara approached, scooping up a drop from Naomi’s chin and placing her finger in her mouth. Naomi looked in Clara’s eyes as she sucked the final slimy drop up, wincing as it slid down her throat with a loud gulp.

“Good girl. Now I think it’s time you got some sleep; it’s been a long day.”

Naomi felt relief when Clara went for the chains. After a moment though, she realised she was going lower.

“What are you doing?”

“What have I told you about asking questions, ****. You’re sleeping down here tonight. Now be quiet.”

“What. Please. I don’t want to go down there.” Naomi cried again. “Please don’t make me go in there, it’s cold and dark.”

“Shh.”

The cage continued to lower as Naomi sobbed and blubbered. She shivered as she was fully submerged now. She looked up as Clara placed the metal plates over the cage, leaving her in complete darkness.

Naomi shivered from the cold. Her ass was still sore too, and now she had a belly full of gross come. She was terrified of enclosed spaces. She wished she could sleep, but she was going to be awake all night in here.