After a night of segregation in the cage I return to my slave with my friend Dula. Shiny red boots for Dula and black leather for me, both with very high and sharp heels ready to pierce this prisoners flesh. In fact, the cage has a special opening on the top to let our legs in while we are comfortably sitting on the edge: our heels scratch and pierce, leaving time here and there for a few kisses and licks of adoration from a slave who seems to be in the balance between pain and ecstasy. We have fun with both his abdomen and his back but we dont forget his hands and tongue that we stick in after making him rest it on the edge of the cage. Before leaving, a classic game of pure sadism, an open hand on the floor and our heels passing through his fingers like a blade… will we be able to avoid them?
