Caged

OOC: The situation is simple. A large 'bird' cage is suspended from the cieling in a lightless room. It's metallic structure has a sizable door to which I alone hold the key. It's contents are naught, for now. You either come willingly or are captured, but one rule is standard, no males may enter, only females. If you enter, you are nude, so as to strip you of all possessions. For you have become my possession. Let the game's begin.

IC:

~*Iron clad lock disengaged by the slow turning of a brazen key now clutched in gloved digits. The door swings wide and groans on hinges pleading for oil.*~

:crawlgirl

Regards,
D.K.

I like the title DK....I have a story posted in the Short Takes thread named just that....I wonder how this will go...have fun....

Hannah crawled reluctantly into the cage. It had only been an hour since her capture. Just over an hour ago, she had been a carefree college freshman walking home from the campus library. Her naked body could barely be seen in the lightless room. She had been forced to strip after she entered. Her jeans, t-shirt, socks, sneakers, bra, and panties lay somewhere near the door. However, her body was well-toned, moderately developed muscle coated here and there with just a little remaining baby fat. She had light olive skin and curley dark hair. She was short with a large bust. And she was shivering in the dark and the cold.

Once Hannah was inside, she sat down on her rounded rump, pulled her knees up and wrapped her hands around her lower legs, whimpering faintly. "It's too dark in here." she said needlessly.

~* Feined interest in the specimen cowering in trepidition upon the cages's metal surface. Gentle rapping begins with a leather quirt upon the steel beams connection the prespice and base of the containment. Arousing that of her attention into deepset cobalt orbs. Not a word uttered, only pure allure and deep fear can be exchanged through the glances allowed at this transitional time.

A saucer containing fresh water, connected with another of similar size filled to the brim with chunks of pork, steak, and other fine cut well cooked meat. Steamed potatoes and vegetables. A fork provided within the dish. This is slid into the cage upon it's floor. Still no sound is uttered save those hinges pleading for oil. Once more the door is pressed into it's closed position. Brazen key turns the lock and fixes it once more in place. Steps are heard in the distance as his back is now turned and the door with streams of light is sealed off. That lingering image of his dominant gaze now lay present in her troubled mind. *~

Regards,
DK

"I try to keep kosher." Hannah said pointlessly as the food was served. She wasn't sure why she said it exactly. She didn't really expect him to change her food. Maybe she thought that he would say something. She so desperately wanted him to say something or to provide a little light. She...she couldn't believe that this was real still. She had to make it not be real. It was a practical joke. It was...it wasn't really what it looked like. If only the darkness and the quiet were broken, things would clear up. Things would be fine. This was only for a little while.

Hannah's naked body shifted in the darkness. She began to tentatively eat the meat that had been provided for her. Although shrouded by the absence of light, her well-formed posterior was thrust naturally upward as she leaned over her bowl. She didn't want to move on to the water. He had provided a fork for the meat but no class for the water. She would have to lean down and drink it like a dog. She wasn't thirsty enough yet and this would all be over soon, or so she kept telling herself. She reteated back and sat against the bars.

((OOC: What is the size of this cage?))

~* The dark void encompassing her prison was unstirred as she partook of the gift of meat. The fork was mainly curteosy, but the water would be lapped up with her tongue. Hours would go by, as the tempature of this room was kept chilled, so as not to allow her much rest. The cool metal cage barely making a sound. Every now and again as she shifted it would rock back and forth. Time passed slowly, and after a full twelve hours the door opened once again. Light shone through as silently, the Master moved toward the cage. An object was ushered through between the bars and placed on the cage floor. Metal in structure, a large phallus, that was probably bigger than she'd seen before. All along it's surface were tiny sharp thorns that were meant to prick and cut. Just as silently, the figure left the room and closed the door. It would only be a few minutes until a voice distant and ominious surrounded her cage. "Make use of your toy slave." The command issued, silence ensued. *~

OOC: The cage is wide enough for her to move about it, but at her full height, she'd find it difficult to stand. She'd have to crouch just slightly to keep from hitting the top.

She hadn't been able to sleep over the last twelve hours. The cold had given Hannah goosebumps all over her bare flesh. When the man walked in, Hannah's head snapped up. She was beyond denial now, although she was also not afraid, not at the moment anyway. Her look was one of pure rage as she sought out his eyes, her own boring into his with a silent, resentful fury.

When he placed the 'toy' through the bars, she didn't give him time to leave the room and broadcast his voice all around her. She snapped that instant, throwing it hard at his back as he walked away. "I don't want this damned thing! I'm not going to fucking hurt myself so you can get off on it and I'm not a damned animal either!"

At the last, she picked up her water bowl and hurled it to the floor through the bars of the cage as well, spilling the water and possibly splashing it on him. "I won't drink from this fucking thing! Do you understand me? Whatever you're going to do, just fucking do it because I'm not playing along and I'm not letting you lead up to it like what you clearly think is some kind of freak foreplay. Turn the lights on! Turn the heat up! And give me my damned clothes! NOW!"

~*Subject's denial and threatening speech recieved no sound, as the door had already closed, sealing off light from the room. The voice over the speaker system was silent, again left to contemplate her decision. Without food or water, without clothes or warmth. How long would this trepiditious girl find herself with enough resolve to strengthen her assault. Should she have kept the toy as instructed, perhaps the punishment for her outburst of been tolerated. No such fortune was given. The cage itself being wired at the bottom to respond in fashion to several controls out of her sight. A switch flipped as that voice, in emotionless fashion spoke calmly into the microphone. "Perhaps pain will be the catalyst to your conformity." That was all, until moments later of silence was broken by the gentle hum of the cage. The metallic floor had come alive with a shower of electricity running through it's structure. Above, a small nozzle activated sending a heavy mist of water onto the occupant of the cage. Low voltage, though still agonyzing, the electricity scorching through her system should shock her quite hard. Non-lethal, but effective. After several minutes of torture the water and electricity would switch off, leaving her in silence again. *~

Hannah screamed at the pain but there was nothing else she could do. Her anger simmered deeply in her, fueled and hardened into a resolve for freedom by the pain. Her hatred, now tinged with real fear, reached to the bottom of her soul as she called upon all the resolve she had to bare the pain. The voltage flew through the water which was now lightly coating every inch of her bare skin and hair. She tried to reach up and jump about, only meeting more current everywhere she went.

When it was over, Hannah sunk back down on to the floor of the cage, her raven hair frizzled and sticking straight up. She closed her eyes and simply passed out.

When Hannah opened her eyes again, she looked around in confusion, sitting up in her dark, cold cage. It took her a moment to remember where she was before she shook the bars a little again, suddenly overcome again with rage. Her whole life was being stolen from her. All her love and laughter and the years she'd had ahead of her of ordinary life had been taken just like that. It was all the little details that flooded back. How much she'd been looking forward to wearing the dress she'd bought the other day in public for the first time, the way cookies smelled fresh from the over, the way her dog alwas ran out of the back room to the door whenever she came in, the songs her mother sang her when she was a baby. All of that was gone. She thought of her mother and father, worried sick, of the frantic search they muct be orchestating. Closing her eyes tightly, she made a silent and yet still furious prayer that help would find her.

((OOC: Anyone want to take over the captor's role in this one?))

The writing was extarordinary and remarkably creative.

OOC: Does that mean you want to take over or not?

Hannah simply sat and fumed for hours on end. Her determination would have likely overcome any overt attempt at domination. However, her captor was more skilled than that and he knew the one thing that would conquer her. He simply ignored her steely resolve, her sporadic shouts of defiance, her shakes of the cage and let her stew, wet and naked and alone, for hour after hour. The girl's expression softened after some time, as she grew tired and hungry. Finally, she said almost quietly, "I'm sorry. I'm just scared and lonely. Please at least talk to me."

if nobody objects, I will take over as the Master in this role play, just give me a little time to read it more carefully, and see where were at

OOC: It's fine with me unless DK shows some sort of interest. I'd like to tone it down a little from the earliest post, a little less ruthlessness and also maybe a motive for why he did it besides pure lust. It makes non-cons easier to wrap one's head around.

Listen, the little birdie in the cage is trying to speak to me in human, the little birdie doesn't look like a parrot, so how could it be that I here a human voice come from her mouth, it must be a mistake, I will listen to little birdie, when she chirps and tweaks also a little birdie needs a perch to set on" a small door at the bottom of the cage opens, and a strange looking seat is inserted into the cage. The perch has two short knobs sticking out from it, it is quite apparent that when a female sits on the perch one of the knobs will slide into her ass hole, the other knob will be positioned in between her labia, and be forced up against her clitoris the anal knob is shining, it looks like it has been coated with something.

If the little birdie wants to talk, she should set on the perch, if little birdie doesn't set on the perch she will be shocked even harder.

Hannah looked at him for a long moment, her expression going cold again as he treated her honest need for reassurance in this manner. The naked young woman turned her back on him and knelt, her athletic thighs tensing as she closed her eyes and prayed for the first time since she was a little girl, "Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me; Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me."

When she was done, she rose to the extent that she could in the cage and faced her captor once more. "I am a human being. That is why I speak as one. I am not a bird and I will not answer to being addressed as one. My name is Hannah Green. I have a mother and a father who love me. I have hopes and dreams and a life which you are trying to take away from me. Go ahead and shock but I won't give you the pleasure of sitting on that thing."

I turned and left the room, I removed my mask, and changed into a police officer's uniform, once I was changed I turned around and burst into the room in which Hannah was caged, I said "oh you poor dear, I will get you out of the cage as soon as I can find a key, but I'm going to have to leave you here by yourself again, do you want me to stay with you for a while until you calm, don't worry about the other man, he has been taking care of " while talking to you I moved slowly closer to the cage.

"My name is Hannah Green, officer. I really want to hear someone else call me by name. Please, stay with me and talk to me," the naked girl said, sinking down to her knees and grasping the bars of the cage with her hand. "The man was a horrible brute. I hope he fries for this. He shocked me and insulted me and tried to make me cut inside my own sex and fed me pork..."

I hesitated a minute then I said "Hannah I am sorry, I lied to you, I am your captor, I am sorry that I lied but I was afraid that you wouldn't want to talk to be if you knew who I really was. I can't expect you to forgive me but I hope that I can make you understand, not just about lying to you but capturing you and imprisoning you in my castle."

Hannah started a little but she didn't move away from the bars of the cage. In fact, she stayed pressed close, almost as though she wanted to be touched and stroked, especially in her pretty but now matted hair. She had been without other human contact for over a day. "Thank you for calling me Hannah, sir. So why did you capture me? Did I do something to you?"

"Hannah my dear it is a long sad tale, before I tell you the tale of my woes I will open the door to the cage, and allow you to get out and go use the restroom, and you can clean yourself up a little bit, unfortunately this room is programmed so that if the cage door is opened and your weight is not felt in it,the entrance door will remain locked, so the only way I can get back in the room is for you to return to the cage and shut the door, I am going to unlock the door now and leave so that you can have some privacy."I unlocked the door to the cage and opened a door on the other side of the room, through the door you could see a well equipped restroom, I turn and slid out the entrance door leaving you alone

Hannah was not in a place or a position to question the logic of what she had heard so far. She was aware only that her captor was now showing her some kindness and, in her desperation, she was willing to cling to it desperately and hope for the best. The nude girl thus climbed out of the cage when he left and headed into the bathroom. She found that she didn't need to go much, not having had anything to eat or drink in over a day. She did wash her face and shower off her naked body, drying it with the towel. She looked around for her clothes and, not finding them, she took a few minutes to stretch naked and then wrapped the towel around herself, covering half her breasts down to the very bottom of her sex, leaving her thighs and large parts of her ass exposed. She made her way back into the cage, holding the towel carefully, and shut the door. She noted with a frown that it locked automatically as soon as she tried to give it a push. She also found that the towel covered her much less in the cage, where she could not stand fully upright. She wrapped it around her waist instead, forming a miniskirt which left most of her thighs bare and her heaving chest entirely nude but managed to protect her sex and buttocks, for now at least. She waited for her captor to return.

I heard the door to the cage close, and the automatic lock open, I pushed the door open and walked back into the room, quickly said "Hannah quick remove the towel, the cage is calibrated to your weight, and any change in weight will cause the cage to shock you."

"Then uncalibrate it. The towel is revealing enough as it is. I want my clothes back," Hannah said, shrinking back before pausing thoughtfully and laying the towel out and kneeling on it, facing him, pulling the front half up to cover her sex so that the other half insulated her from electric shock, although none had come yet and she wasn't sure she believed in the automated system. "So you were going to tell me why you abducted me?" Her bare breasts quivered in the cold air as they bounced slightly in her new position. The sides of her athletic thighs could be seen as could her soft belly. She smelled fresh and her teeth were a sparkling white. Her hair was still a little wet, hanging done over her nicely formed shoulders.

You don't understand, I can't uncalibrate it, you need to get the towel out of the cage quickly or you will be severely shock, believe me if it was up to me Hannah, I would let you go immediately, but it's not my decision, and I am not the one that is in control of the situation, please" I said desperately "throw the towel out of the cage I don't want you to get hurt anymore"

"The towel will insulate me from the shock. If it were calibrated like you say it is, it would have shocked me already, wouldn't it have? Anyway, I'd rather get shocked than not have something to wear. Can't whoever is doing this hear me? Doesn't he care? You still haven't explained. Just explain and let what happens happen with the towel. Please. You promised!" Hannah said, clutching the towel even more tightly to her and making sure no part of her skin was touching the cage.

Unfortunately for Hannah the towel did nothing to protect her from the next electric shock, the wet towel conducted the electricity to every part of her body that the wet towel covered, once the flow of electricity stopped I pleaded, "please drop the towel out of the cage before you get shocked again Hannah, the next time it will be twice as strong, and last twice as long, please you only have a short time because every time the machine shocks you, the time interval shocks decreases., and soon you will be continuously shocked, and I have no way to control it."

Hannah wasn't an idiot and knew that the man talking to her and claiming to be sympathetic was either lying or had himself been tricked. She knew that the cage was not really calibrated so precisely to her weight because her perch had been added. Her food dishes had also been added and tossed aside as had the spiked dildo. Since she remembered these things, she knew that someone somewhere was actually pushing a button. She gritted her teeth as the painful shock pulshed through her body and let out a loud yelp but then she looked back at the man, clutching the towel more tightly to her chest. "He can either electrocute me until I die or he can stop. Now tell me why you did this?"

"Hannah you don't understand", I said, "it is not me that is in control of the situation, it's a computer, and it knows at all times how much your cage should weigh, it measures every item that is put into your cage, and if something weighs more than it should you will be shocked, and you will not be electrocuted to death either, the electricity is high voltage, and low amperage, the shocks will not kill you they will just get more painful, soon you will be knocked to the floor by the electricity, and start to flop around, you will lose the towel then now is it worth it to retain the towel now and suffer continuous extreme pain and lose the towel anyway? Please I'm begging you remove the towel, and drop it through the bars of the cage, I do not want to see you permanently damaged, when you do I will sit here with you and explain what is happening, and why you are here."!