Escape

Mira stirred in the Fuckpen, her ass plugged up with something too small to even grind against her prostate. Her belly was full of cum and pussy juice and worse. The infernal chastity cage felt tighter than ever on her.

Alisa shook her awake.

"Sis," she whispered urgently. "Sam got drunk with Walter. He made sure Walter is out for awhile. We want to escape. Go back east. Go back to Thailand. But get out of here. He is so ... sadistic. So bad."

Alisa voiced what they all believed. Walter was power hungry, and controlled the household with an iron fist. But what to do?