The Cageby Andrea Jordan
Part 2
Natalie stood looking at the cage and the beautiful women inside it. She had just destroyed the only key to unlock the cage and now couldn’t release this woman even if she wanted to.
Kate couldn’t believe what her captor had done. As far as she knew, there was now no way she could ever escape from her cell. However, the feeling also excited her. She watched the women standing in front of her wearing tight cotton trousers and realised she was enjoying the feeling.
Natalie walked over to cage and walked around it so that her thighs rubbed along the bars. Kate kept turning so that she could see her as she moved. Natalie then sat down on top of the cage, the bars forming indentations in her pert arse. Kate couldn’t avert her eyes.
"Do you fancy a drink?", Natalie asked.
Natalie returned five minutes later with a bottle of vodka. It was a warm evening. She put the bottle on the ground and started to remove her trousers and top. She then picked up the bottle and went over and sat down on top of the cage. She took a swig from the bottle and, taken aback by the strength, spilled some of the drink. It fell down on to her thighs and dripped down on to the women below. They both sat there in silence, listening to the distant traffic and the far off thunder.
"I can’t believe I’ve done this to you" Natalie whispered, still sipping from the bottle. She passed the bottle down, between her legs to the women below.
The two women spent the evening talking. Natalie was sitting on the floor, just feet away from Kate, but with a very thick and very permanent barrier between them.
Later that evening, when both were much the worse for
drink, Natalie left the basement to crash out
upstairs. Kate, still wearing only her black silk
underwear, wriggled around trying to get comfortable
on the small mat inside the cage
The next morning, Kate opened her eyes to see Natalie smiling down at her. She was wearing very short denim shorts, which barely covered her knickers and a white t-shirt.
"So how does it feel to be entering your third day behind bars? Your third day totally at my mercy?" she smiled as she looked down at Kate’s big brown eyes. Natalie was wearing her blue jeans and white t-shirt, with her long dark hair still wet from the shower. Kate was feeling intoxicated by the power this women had over her and was losing track of how long she’d been inside the cage, or what else it was that she should have been doing in the outside world.
Natalie tugged at the padlock. "You realise that I really don’t have a key for this thing?" she checked. Kate looked up at the bars enjoying the felling of helplessness, but at the same time wondering how long this women was going to leave her locked up. Natalie could read her expression.
"As much as I like having you locked up" she said, "I’m going to have to release you at some point." She studied the padlock for a few moments. "Maybe a hacksaw will be the only chance of getting you out, I’ll see what the hardware store has to offer, but before I leave …".
Natalie picked up some of the restraints and walked towards her captive, while Kate watched every move she made. She reached into the cage and slowly locked a pair of rigid handcuffs around Kate’s wrists and around one of the bars at the back of the cage. Kate didn’t even struggle in her bonds; she knew from experience that there was no way she would escape. She then dropped the handcuff key between Kate’s thighs. "Thought I’d give you some chance of escape", she smiled as Kate started to wriggle in an attempt to reach the key".
Natalie then took a gag and buckled it tightly in Kate’s mouth.
"Maybe I should just add a padlock", she smiled, as she clicked it shut behind her head. "And this key you don’t get" she purred as she slowly and deliberately tucked it into the front pocket of her shorts. "Not a word from you", she smiled as she tapped the front of her thigh.
Two hours later, Natalie returned with a bag from the local hardware store, which she dropped on the floor in front of the cage. She saw that Kate’s wrists were still firmly handcuffed together, but that they were also slightly bruised from where she had been struggling. "This is the only way out, Honey" she smiled as she picked up a small metal hacksaw and started to saw the padlock. After a few minutes she paused, already exhausted from the task. She saw the sad look in her captive’s eyes and took pity and unlocked the gag.
"Can I try?" Kate offered.
"Sure, be my guest" Natalie replied as she sat back on the floor rubbing her hands after the exertion. "You’ll have to uncuff me first" Kate continued. Natalie reached into the cage to retrieve the key, which by now Kate was sitting on, and unlocked her prisoner’s wrists.
Kate picked up the hacksaw, knelt next to the padlock and started to saw. After ten minutes, she paused for breath as sweat started to roll down her back and on to her knickers.
"This will take forever" she complained. "We’ve hardly started to cut through".
Natalie smiled, picked up the saw and took her turn.
By ten o’clock that night, the girls were only half way through the thick steel padlock. "This is hopeless" Kate cried as she hit against the bars with her hand. "How could you do this to me?". "Relax Sweetie" Natalie replied, "Isn’t this what you wanted after all?".
Kate looked at the beautiful girl sitting on the floor in front of her and knew she was right, she was loving every moment.
"I’ll leave you to it, then" Natalie smiled as she watched Kate fighting with the small hacksaw once more. She then blew her a kiss and left the cellar.
That night, Kate continued cutting the lock until just before 3am, she finished and the padlock fell to the floor. She undid the hasp, opened the cage door and slowly climbed out. It felt strange to finally have escaped from her prison. She wasn’t sure what day it was, although she knew people would be wondering where she was.
She slowly walked towards the door of the basement, unsteady on her feet after so long behind bars. She opened the door and climbed the stairs to the ground floor. All was quiet. She tried the front door to the apartment, it opened, she could leave now if she wanted. She closed the door and went into kitchen and sat down on one of the chairs.
She realised she was still wearing the same knickers and bra that she had been wearing when she arrived. She stood up and went into the bathroom to shower. After showering, Kate crept into Natalie’s room and saw her sleeping uncovered on the bed. Kate looked through her drawers for some underwear. She took two pairs of knickers and left to return to the basement.
She walked back towards the cage and sat down on top of the door. She imagined what it would be like to have someone trapped in there beneath her. She then climbed inside the cage once more and closed the door above her. She imaged that she was still sitting on the exit above, her pert arse shutting her inside.
Still inside the cage, she took the second pair of knickers that she had taken from Natalie and threaded them through the hasp so that they effected acted like a padlock. She then knotted them to symbolically lock herself inside. Once the feeling of helplessness returned, she lay down and fell asleep.
When she awoke the next morning, Natalie was standing in front of her wearing a pair of tight, denim shorts and top. As Kate awoke, she went over and sat down on top of the exit.
"You had your chance to escape" she said, "but you’re still here?"
"Maybe you should make sure that I don’t get the chance again", Kate replied.
With that, Natalie took out her mobile phone and called a friend.
"Anna", she said, "can you come round to my place this evening. Use your key to come in". She then threw the phone across to the far side of the basement. She then untied the knickers that were holding the cage closed and stood up to open the cage. Kate watched motionless as Natalie slowly climbed into the cage and closed the door above her. She then lay down so that their heads were at opposite ends of the cage.
"Just put your head here, Honey", Natalie said as she placed Kate’s head between her thighs. Kate complied as if in a trance. Natalie then reached through the bars to pick up a ‘D’ shaped bicycle lock. By squeezing Kate’s neck tightly between her thighs, she managed to get the lock to go around both her thighs and Kate’s neck. Once Natalie had turned the key, they were both locked very tightly and very permanently together.
Natalie then took two pairs of handcuffs and locked each of Kate’s wrists in turn to her own ankles. Kate didn’t resist, she now felt totally helpless with her head locked so firmly between Natalie’s thighs.
"Now for the tricky part", Natalie said, as she placed her own head between Kate’s smooth, tanned thighs. She took a second ‘D’ lock and proceeded to repeat the exercise, this time locking her own head between Kate’s thighs. She then finished off by locking her wrists to Kate’s ankles.
They were now both locked inside the cage, chained very securely in the ‘69’ position.
"This is it", Natalie smiled, "Shall I throw the keys outside of the cage?".
Kate was now trembling with excitement, "Are you sure Anna will come round later?"
"Well if she doesn’t we’ll probably end our days here with our heads between each other’s thighs", Natalie smiled, as she threw the bunch of keys far away to the other end of her basement.
The two wriggled around for a few minutes, but their bonds, each other’s thighs, stayed tight. Kate looked through Natalie’s legs and the bars of the cage to the outside world, it would be a while before she made it there.