The Cage

by Andrea Jordan

Kate was a slim attractive woman in her mid-twenties.
She was a corporate lawyer and worked for a well-respected company. She had had a number of short-term affairs but was currently single.

She had arrived late at the flat. She had walked around for a good half an hour before she’d found the right place, a ground floor and basement flat situated
behind a row of shop. She rang the doorbell. Natalie, the woman whose advert she’d seen in the local paper opened the door. “Sorry I’m late,” Kate started, “this is not the easiest place to find”. Kate stood there in her smart, well-fitting trouser suit and looked at the other woman. Natalie, who was wearing jeans and top, checked her watch.

Natalie was not a typical prostitute. She was about 21 years old, slim and good-looking. She spoke with a soft European accent. Her well-fitting blue jeans were done up with a thick leather belt, the colour of which matched her long dark hair.
“You’re a bit late” she replied, “and anyway I don’t usually take female clients”.
“But can I just tell you what I am after?” Kate continued as Natalie opened the door wider and beckoned her in.

They sat down in the small sitting down. “You said in the advert that you offer bondage and that you have a steel cage for locking people up” Kate babbled
nervously, “and I just want to know what it feels like to be imprisoned like that, you know, totally helpless”.
“Yes, I do offer that” Natalie replied, “but its now 6pm and I’m going out shortly”.
Kate, having come this far was not going to give up,
“OK, what about locking me up for the evening, I’m willing to pay whatever”
“I don’t usually do lesbians,” Natalie continued.
“I’m straight”, Kate quickly replied, “I just don’t have a guy right now and anyway I’ve never tried this before and I think I would trust a woman more than a guy”.

Natalie looked across at the attractive woman who was offering her money simply to be locked up. “OK, standard fee and I’ll keep you locked up until I get home later this evening”.
“What about until tomorrow morning” Kate continued.
Natalie smiled at her “OK, I’ll leave you to rot until the morning”. Kate smiled as she followed Natalie out of the room and down a narrow flight of steps to the
basement.

The basement was small, with no windows and little furniture, apart from a heavy looking steel cage in the middle of the room. The cage was no more than
4-foot square by 3-foot high, constructed out of steel and could only be entered through a small panel on the top. The cage was securely bolted to the concrete
floor.
“Take your clothes off and place them over there” she ordered.
“Can’t I leave them on” Kate replied, “I just want to experience being imprisoned”
“You do it my way or not at all” Natalie snapped back.

Kate felt uncomfortable about undressing in front of this woman, but slowly removed her suit and blouse and folded them in a neat pile in the corner of the room.
She stood in the middle of the room wearing only her black silk knickers and bra.

Natalie opened the cage and beckoned Kate forward. The lawyer slowly climbed in one leg at a time, sat down on the small mat that lay on top of the bottom bars
and tried to make herself comfortable.

With barely a word, Natalie lowered the cage door. She slipped the padlock through the hasp and clicked it closed. She then pocketed the key and stood up to leave.
“Right, enjoy your night behind bars” she said as she left the room and closed and locked the basement door behind her.

In the dim light that shone through a crack above the door, Kate started to explore the cage. In was made of solid steel, with thick bars placed at narrow centres.
She felt very vulnerable; here she was, a successful businesswoman locked inside a cage in the basement of a prostitutes flat wearing only her underwear. She sat there with her knees together pulling at her small knickers, trying to make them cover more of her arse.
However, it was also perfect; there was no way she could ever hope to escape from her prison. The feeling of helplessness excited her.

While Kate was enjoying her imprisonment, Natalie was sitting in a local bar with her girlfriends. Her keys, including the one to the cage were in her jacket
pocket, which she had left in the boot of her friend’s car. At the end of the evening, Natalie returned home much the worst for wear with drink and without her jacket or her keys.

She had stumbled to her front door before she realised she didn’t have her keys. She sat on the doorstep giggling for a few minutes before having to wake her neighbour, for her spare set of keys. Her neighbour, of course, only had spares for the front door. Natalie stumbled in to her house and sat down on a kitchen stool drinking coffee in an attempt to sober up. She soon went upstairs to bed.

The next morning, still wearing only her knickers from the night before and an old t-shirt, Natalie came downstairs, still suffering from the effects of the
previous night’s drinking. It was only as she was drinking more coffee, that she remembered the woman she had locked in her basement the night before. With
coffee cup still in hand, she climbed down the stairs to the basement, unlocked the basement door, the key to which she had fortunately left in the lock, flicked
the light switch and looked towards the cage.

Kate was still lying behind the locked steel bars, curled up with her knees by her face. Natalie was clearly still drunk as she walked towards the cage.
She smiled at her captive as she perched her pert arse on top of the cage and looked down between her thighs at her captive. She started to hiccup.

Kate looked up at the figure sitting inches from her face, “it really is an amazing feeling to be locked in here,” she said. After a pause Kate continued “but
anyway what time is it, I have to work today”. Natalie smiled, almost spilling her coffee on Kate as she did so, “you’ve plenty of time, and anyway I’m not letting
you go until you’ve paid the bill”, she giggled.
“OK, my purse is over there by my clothes” she replied.
Natalie suddenly gasped and then started to laugh, “you may be a little late for work, I think I left my keys, with Anna last night”
“What!!” was all Kate could reply, “you must have a spare?”

“No that is the only one” she replied, as she looked down at the figure beneath her. Natalie pulled gently on the padlock as if to check it was locked, although
she knew that she had done a professional job of incarcerating her the night before. Natalie jumped up, picked up her mobile phone and sat back on top of the cage, the bars forming indentations in her knicker-clad arse. She dialled.

“No reply, I think Anna must be out of town today” Natalie concluded, “and my keys are in my jacket, which is in the boot of her car”. She paused, “sorry
honey, you’re stuck in there until late tonight at the earliest”. Kate pulled at the bars that surrounded her, but they did not even rattle, it was terrifyingly
secure. As Kate started to realise the permanency of the situation, her attention started to be drawn towards the slim, tanned figure, sitting above her.

“No way of breaking the lock I suppose” she enquired in a tone that suggested she already knew the answer.
Natalie smiled, “it would take really heavy cutting gear and a long time to get through that, and anyway there’s no way I’m inviting the authorities back here.
Sorry, you’re locked up a good while yet”.

After Natalie had brought Kate a really bad cup of coffee, she was not the domestic type, she asked if there was anything else she wanted.
“Well, given that I am effectively your prisoner for another day, you may as well treat me to the whole works” Kate replied.
“You want me to lock you up even more?” she exclaimed somewhat surprised.
“Why not, you’ve been pretty good at incarceration so far,” Kate observed.

Natalie jumped off the cage and went over to a box in the corner of the room, from which she picked a number of steel restraints. She placed then in a pile in
front of the cage and smiled at Kate, “Are you sure you want me to do this, I already feel bad about losing my keys and keeping you locked up for another
day”. Kate didn’t reply.

Natalie walked around to the side of the cage and reached in and took hold of one of her wrists. She slowly closed one side of a rigid cuff around hers
wrist. She then double-locked the cuff. She then took the cuffs, passed them around one of the bars of the cage, and locked it around her other wrist. “These are maximum security cuffs, with tumbler locks … I had better not lose the keys this time” Natalie joked.

With that she tucked the key into her knickers, “it should be safe there” she smiled. She then repeated the exercise by cuffing Kate’s feet, again around one
of the cage bars. Kate started to wriggle around to see if she could get out of the cuffs, her pert arse sliding on the mat as she did so. However she soon
found that Natalie had locked then so tightly there was no movement at all.

“No bondage is complete without a gag”, Natalie smiled as she reached into the cage to lock the red ball gag in her captive’s mouth. Kate heard the click as the
padlock snapped shut. Natalie held up the key, “without this key, you’ll not be saying another word” she smiled as she again tucked it into her knickers.
She stood over the cage, looked down and smiled.
“Now you truly are under lock and key”, she said as she surveyed the semi-naked woman before her. Natalie, still wearing only knickers and a t-shirt, then climbed the stairs to take a shower.

An hour later Natalie returned wearing tight denim shorts and a t-shirt. She sat down on top of the cage and crossed her tanned legs. “Well I can’t really do
any business today with you here. Do you want to do anything?” Natalie asked, “maybe play cards?” When no answer was forthcoming, she remembered that she had Kate securely gagged. She stood up, retrieved a key from her shorts pocket and proceeded to unlock the gag.

Ten minutes later, Natalie had located a pack of playing cards. She sat down cross-legged on the floor in front of the cage. She started to shuffle and deal.

“I’m not going to be able to play much of a game with my hands cuffed behind me” Kate noted.
Natalie smiled, “sorry I’d better unlock those”. She stood up, reached into the pocket of her tight shorts and pulled out another key. After she had unlocked one wrist, she insisted that she re-cuff Kate’s hands in front of her. Kate had no choice but to comply.

The two women started to play cards, Kate struggling with the rigid cuffs and the bars. After an hour, with Natalie having won most of the hands, they stopped
playing and started talking to pass the time. Natalie was sitting on top of the cage, her shorts resting on the bars just above Kate head.

They continued to talk until late afternoon when Natalie decided to go around to her friends. “I want you properly chained and gagged before I leave” she
smiled as she re-cuffed Kate’s hands behind her back and around one of the bars of the cage. She also relocked the gag in place. This time she also took a
‘D’-lock, the type usually used for securing bicycles.
However Natalie used it to secure Kate’s neck to one of the bars of the cage. She pocketed all of the keys and smiled.

“I don’t think I’ve ever put anyone in quite such secure bondage before” Natalie smiled, “you can’t move your hands or feet or even your head; you can’t speak; and you’ll certainly never escape – not in a hundred years”. I could leave you to rot here and no one would ever know. She blew a kiss to her prisoner and left the room.

Natalie returned ten minutes later dressed for the evening. She was wearing tight, white cotton trouser and top. “All the keys are in here” Natalie smiled as
she tapped her arse. Kate could make out the line of Natalie’s knickers beneath her trousers; the line arching around here pert backside and disappearing as
it curved between her legs. She could also just make out, underneath her knickers, a small bump showing where Natalie had hidden the keys to the restraints.
Natalie turned and left the room, locking the door as she left.

She didn’t return until much later that evening. Kate had been unable to do anything but wait silently for her captor’s return. By the time Natalie arrived, hers arms and legs were stiff and painful from the restraints. Natalie came in, sat down on top of the cage and looked down at the heavily shackled woman
beneath her.

“Good news, I’ve just been to see Anna and have managed to get my jacket back. The bad news it I quite like having you incarcerated here, and I’m tempted to keep you chained up for abit longer”.
Kate tried to show Natalie that she was in pain from the bonds.
Natalie smiled, “I know just how painful it can be wearing those restraints for a long period, but that doesn’t mean that I’m going to release you”.

However, after a few minutes she took pity on the poor woman. She undid her trousers and slid them down over her hips. Kate now found herself staring at the
prostitute’s arse and long tanned legs. Leaving the keys still attached to her knickers by the key ring, Natalie crouched down beside Kate and pulled the keys until they just reached the keyhole of the handcuffs and proceeded to unlock the restraints. She repeated this for the remaining bonds, although she kept the cage firmly padlocked.

She then detached the last key from her knickers and held up the padlock key. “You know that you’ve now been locked in that cage for over 24 hours” Natalie
stated.
Kate was well aware of her situation. Natalie sat down on top of the cage door and inserted the key into padlock. She turned the key and removed the lock.

“At last”, Kate exclaimed.
“Not yet” Natalie replied, “you’ll not be going anywhere with me sitting on the exit”.
Kate looked up at the knicker-covered arse and long tanned legs above her.
“Do you really want to be released right now?” Natalie asked. There was no reply. She knew exactly what that meant, as she slowly relocked the padlock,
imprisoning Kate once more.

“Maybe just one more thing” Natalie smiled as she took the key and inserted half of it into a gap in the concrete floor. She then stood on the half that was
protruding until after some effort, the key became very twisted and misshapen and finally snapped in two.

Kate could only watch in disbelief at what this beautiful woman had just done. Natalie stood there in front of her in her underwear, hands on hips, smiling
at the woman she could not now release from her steel cage.