Shackled inside the cage, you are the newest slave stock to be auctioned off to a new female owner. Naked and -striped with the lashes of My whip, you are broken. Seeing Me walk up to the cage, you look up to your Supreme leather Goddess in awe and fear. The sting of My verbal degradation keeps you on your knees and crawling to the cage gate to beg to kiss My boots. But you are new and inexperienced, untrained and worthless. you will prove your potential and get used to licking the dirt off My boot soles behind the bars. your tongue is used well, a boot licking carpet may be a use for you. But the potential Mistress coming to view you today is in need of an ashtray. Let’s see how obedient you are while I make you My ashtray behind the cage. you had better hope to please Me and learn your place very quickly if you wish to ever crawl out of this cage.