I’ve got my obedient little slave locked up in a cage, where he belongs. You see, too much contact either with my hands or my cane breeds too much fondness in these boys. I feel it’s necessary to remind him that he gets not rights to my touch, good or bad. Sometimes all he gets to do is watch. His hungry eyes latch on to my body as I move and dance. I know exactly how to tease him without ever even getting close. This is how you train a slave and remind him of his place.
