Seeing that the female had squeezed herself into the cage, Jeremiah closed the door and locked it shut. Cheryl was now most cruelly confined. Jeremiah enjoyed the forlorn look of dismay on her face. Smiling, he stepped away and, leaving the harsh light of the room on, left the dungeon, slamming the door closed behind him.
Cheryl’s discomfort was extreme. Her body burned from her beatings. She could feel the products of Stoners and Jeremiah’s c***s leaking from her ravaged slit. Being again cruelly confined pressed home to her the desperateness of her plight. She began to cry. As she peered out through the bars of her cage she contemplated fearfully what pain, abuse and torture her future held.
