Chapter Nine
The Raid
On the morning after Cheryl’s cruel beating, Stoner arose groggy and stupefied. He stumbled to the bathroom to take his morning piss. The girls were sleeping fitfully in their cage, but did not respond to the sounds of their master’s awakening. Stoner returned to the bedroom and considered the two young women, legs and arms akimbo, crammed into the tiny steel cage. He laughed to himself, enjoying the spectacle of his power over them. He picked up a shoe and banged harshly on the cage.
The clanging of the metal caused both Cheryl and Justine to jump awake. Fear was the byword of their lives and any startling sound could presage torment. They looked up to see their master looming over them.
“Time for my morning blowjob,” he said in a sickly sweet voice. “Who shall i
