I had checked on Docilia, as she'd been under the hot lights on stage quite a while. I looked from across the room, EMPTY CAGE?Originally Posted by jenny
Scanning the crowd, no Docilia. I dashed out to find her. Up corridor and down hallway, to a little-used section of the dungeon, where I stored some new things. And there was Docilia, having Jenny put a white collar on!
I rushed forward and knocked the collar out of Jenny's hands.
"How DARE you, slave! First you remove her from her cage, then you bring her back here trying to recollar her without my permission?" I grasped her upper arm, holding her in place.
Jenny answered, "But Sir, I wasn't col, er, I mean I didn't let, er, oolp." The last section of whatever she was trying to say was blocked by the gag I slid in her mouth and locked on her. A few seconds with some thumb cuffs and she wasn't going anywhere. But just to be sure...
"Jenny, you will stand as a sculpture until I give you instruction contrary. Not more than breathing." She followed the instruction.
Bending over, I picked up Docilia and attempted to wake her. Her eyes opened, and she looked me in the eyes. Her face was contorted with fear.
"How did you escape the cage? Did Jenny let you out somehow? Was she hiding you somehow so you could change collars? ANSWER ME RIGHT NOW!"
"Mmmaster Chuck, I, I mean Jenny, er, that is it was..." Obviously she was not willing to answer me either, so after I gagged her with another penis gag, one a little larger than Jenny's, it was time to take them both and encourage them to talk. I grabbed each by the scruff of the neck and forced them to come with me back to the ceremony room.
I was relieved to see the ceremony had not yet recommenced; thus I directed them both up on the dais and moved them both to a double-sided hook hanging down near the wall. I hooked each thumbcuff to the chain hanging down, and cranked them up into strappado. Turning, I asked one of the male minions there if he had seen Docilia escape the cage? No. Ordering him to stand guard, I made it clear I would either be punishing them or punishing him in their place. He stood at parade rest in front of the women.
Walking down the hall, I met Ruby, Moebus and a dreamy-eyed BabySub on a leash. Explaining what happened, both claimed a lack of any knowledge as to how Docilia might have escaped. I begged their patience while the slaves were questioned. They gratiously accepted, requesting the opportunity to watch. I invited them to, and they joined me out on the stage. Mobius took his throne with BabySub at his side, and Ruby took the chair on his left, flanked by her two slaves.
I called another minion on the stage, and had the two men put Docilia back into the cage. Rolling the cage to center stage, I thanked the minions and requested they crank Jenny a little higher, so she was on tippy-toe.
Taking a 12" leather strap bound to a wooden handle, I applied it liberally to the soles of her feet, which I could easily punish through the bars. I removed her gag for a moment, and she screamed out in pain, "Please, no more, no more."
Sighing, "All this, and you still don't know how to address a Master??" I had the minions turn the cage over, and applied ten strokes to the top of each breast. They then turned it over again, and I inquired, "What was that you said?"
"Sir, I asked you to please stop hurting my feet."
"Well, that's a little better, I guess. Answer this question honestly, and I'll refrain from beating your feet any more. Who let you free from your cage?"
She looked panicked for a few seconds, and answered, "Master, it was slave jenny who got me out." She would not meet my eyes. I walked around the cage, looked her straight in the eye, and asked her if that was the honest truth. Her mouth said yes, but her eyes said no.
I became suspicious. The eyes were always the litmus test for honesty, in my experience. "Sorry, I don't believe you, Docilia. Your eyes say one thing, your mouth another. I know you had help in your escape, and I *will* find out who it was."
"Minions, take her in the cage and leave the padlocks ON the cage and locked. Place her in the jungle room, drizzle her with a little honey everywhere except her face, put the special Bee-keeper hat on her and seal the neck so nothing can get at her head. Rub the honey in real well on her tits and around her ass and pussy. Leave the light on it's cycle, and when the door is closed, pull handle "7" outside the door. Make sure the "Room In Use" sign is there and lit. Return here when you have completed your task."
Now to jenny, still hanging strappado. "jenny, I gave you a chance to tell me the truth about her escape and your re-collaring of her. You just hemmed and hawwed without answering anything. For this, 20 spanks with the rubber paddle, and you can stay here and watch the rest of the goings-on. Once the spanking is complete, you will be allowed to cry silently, but no speaking."
Picking up the paddle, which looked like a cricket bat but with a ping-pong paddle's rubber facing, with the many little bumps, I began putting all I had into providing her with 10 spanks on each cheek. When done, she was wailing behind her gag. As she was in the perfect position, I slid a vibe into her, on medium. Bending down to her ear, I said, "one sound out of you disturbing Mistress Ruby, Lord Mobius, or myself as we complete the ceremony, whether an ooh! of pain or should you DARE to cum, and I will put you on a paddling machine set for high speed overnight. Then we'll see how much YOU like mosquitos. Be still and silent."
I walked over to my Partner and Mistress Ruby, and apologized for the delay, and for the slaves misbehavior. I found a seat in the front row, almost directly in front of jenny so I might listen. The lights dipped, and the second half of the Ceremony was ready to begin.