Ben guided Barbara towards the mansion. Missing the relative comfort of the shoes, the naked, piss drenched, handcuffed girl marched forward, enduring the frequent pinching and slapping of her ass.
She was taken inside through the backdoor and was taken to the basement. On the top of the staircase to the basement was the switch which lit the light bulb in the basement. Its light revealed a room of various items such as a table, an iron cage, chains and a St Andrew's cross.
Ben picked up a padlock from the table and pushed the woman towards the cage. It was short, forcing her to fall on her knees in order to enter. Her handcuffs forced her to walk in on her knees.
Once inside, she sat down, relieved at the opportunity. Ben locked her in. Then he picked up his pants, reached for a pocket in it and took out a key. He went behind Barbra.
"Come a bit closer, I want to release you," he said.
Barbara pushed herself backwards to allow him unlock her. Ben turned the key and removed the handcuffs. Barbara suffered excruciating pain as she tried to bring her hands forward. Meanwhile, Ben returned to face her.
"Hands together," he said.
Barbara complied, only to be cuffed again.
"I allowed you to take your hands forward since you were in pain. However, you will not use them to deny access to your pussy when presenting yourself to us. Understood?"
"Yes... Master,"
"Good. Have a bit of rest," Ben said, leaving her. On his way out, he turned off the light, leaving her in darkness.
Barbara tried to rest, leaning against the iron bars of the cage. It soon became uncomfortable and she lay on the floor in a fetal position. This allowed just enough room for her to rest. She closed her eyes, dreading her future.
She just could not imagine her fate. They said she was a slave. Of course, they had her their way with her. She was going to fight, she thought.
"I may be raped, caged or pissed on. But I am no slave" she thought to herself.
Barbara did not know when she fell asleep.
***
She was shaken out of her sleep by the sound of an iron bar hitting the bars of her cage. Ben had returned and had startled her by banging on the iron bars.
"Get up, slut!"
Barbara sat up and stared at him. He was wearing only boxer shorts through which she thought she saw a half erect cock. Ben unlocked the cage and ordered her out.
"Raise your arms above your head!" he said.
Barbara hesitated for a moment, thinking of disobeying. Ben was quick to response and slapped her ass. She promptly lifted her hands.
"No hesitation allowed! Understood bitch?"
"Yes, Master," she said, once again hesitantly.
"You will have to be severely punished" Ben said. "But first, we need to wash you. You reek of piss. Come now".
Ben walked over to the table, picked something and went behind Barbara. He then reached around her neck to attach a collar which he fastened behind her neck. He then picked up a leash from the table and attached it to her collar.
"Let's go!"
Ben pulled on her leash and dragged her towards a bathroom. He ordered her stand under the shower and told her to open it. She did it with her cuffed hands and he let her wash herself thoroughly.
"Wash your pussy well. We do not need you to be filthy. And, do not pee in the shower," he ordered, instinctively figuring out her thoughts.
"Yes Master,"
