To the pens

You intuitively follow the short butch on all fours, totally exhausted but with a near broken will. She guides you through a hallway into a large back room, with cages lining the walls. There are cages stacked upon cages, three layers high. Inside some of the cages are various naked or fetish clad women, cramped in place and either sleeping or lustfully watching you two. The butch opens a cage on the second level, and with suprising ease lifts you quickly into it before closing the door.

“You’ll stay here until tomorrow, when your servitude will continue.” The butch states in a business like fashion before leaving.

The cage is small, not letting you get above being on your knees. There is a small pillow on the floor, and two dildos hanging on the upper edge of the cage with hoses coming out and up. One provides water, and the other provides a nutritional paste... though you would have to suck on the dildos to get at it.

For now, you are tired, and simply go to sleep. You curl up, naked and collared, using the rough pillow as your only comfort in this strange space.