Chapter Thirteen
Banquet
Alone, no sissy by her side, just Mistress Alexa with the intoxicating dream of domination still circling her thoughts. All three had been caged and bound, ready for her eventual return from the banquet. Endlessly tormented with the ingenious system that had been built into their cages.
As she wandered in the bedroom and chose her outfit, she almost burst into a fit of the giggles. All three, their faces in anticipation to experience their torment threefold, penetrated and restrained, the control panel set to tease and torment but never give release.
The black boots.
Ankle high with laces from toe to ankle.
Bare legs, slut that she was! Marcella had waxed her smooth.
Tight leather skirt to her knees, side-laced with a bright pink ribbon. A touch of colour to
