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prone body. She had to fit her lower legs inside Jada’s arms, wedging her sister’s head between her knees. When she went to bend down, the guards moved her lower arms to rest on top of Jada’s lower legs, where they quickly lashed them together with generous windings of rope. Jadwa’s lower legs were then bound the same way to Jada’s arms. Using their hair to guide their faces forward, the guards then slid the dildos into the sister’s moistening pussies.
    Then they closed the lid of the cage, sandwiching the girls together. Nashita fit Jadwa’s asshole with a matching glass plug, and locked it in place, just like she did with Jada. When the lid of the cage was latched closed, four chains were lowered from the ceiling and fixed to the corners of the cage. Then the cage was lifted a few feet above the floor and the cart was wheeled away.
    Finally, after Nashita walked around the cage slowly while inspecting its occupants, she said, “The slaves will fuck each other until ordered to stop.”
    This set the sisters heads to bobbing and the curved dildos to sawing in and out of their clutching snatches. Their fear and trepidation was staring to melt away as their libidos started to rage from this treatment. The fact they were bound to each other was an even better sign to them, as they started to realize that was what they were…a team. They would be rented to clients as sisters, to serve as such, and that thought was very comforting in this strange place. As they hung there above the floor, fucking each other, they truly started their journey into this new world.
    Now that the girls were set and pleasuring their gushing pussies, Nashita barked, “Slave Samihah! Stand and come to me.”
    Samihah stood up and walked around the caged girls to where Nashita stood beside the tall, narrow cage. “Back into it,” commanded Nashita and Samihah obeyed, squeezing her body into the narrow confines between the sides of the cage. When her back pressed against the rear bars it looked like the front of her body was still sticking out of the front of the cage, it was that shallow.
    The ever-present guards were behind her and locked her wrist cuffs to rings mounted to the back corners down by her thighs, trapping her arms at her sides. Her ankle cuffs were secured at the bottom of the cage, behind her, trapping her toes just inside the front edge of the cramped cell. Straps were wrapped just below her knees, parting her thighs just enough to expose her own lubricating sex. Just like her daughters’ experienced as they were being caged, Samihah’s lust started to emerge. Their training under Ryan ingrained the automatic arousal they felt whenever subjected to any form of bondage.
    Then Nashita swung the door of the cage closed and the bars, both front and back pressed tightly into her flesh, trapping her completely. This is when Samihah realized that there was a circular area open around her buttocks, making them protrude from behind the cage. Two smaller circular cutouts were in front of her tits, but they were too small to fit her generous breasts through them and they were mashed against her chest. This was alleviated when Nashita roughly grabbed her nipples and forcefully pulled Samihah’s tits through the openings, and much like the breast rings she had worn before, now her tits bulged and darkened like two pink melons outside the cage.
    Finally chains were attached to the top of the cage and it was lifted of the cart that carried it, but only a few inches, rather than the several feet the girls were elevated. The main purpose was simply to force her to keep her feet on the narrow bars that traveled lengthwise under them, the thin metal cutting into her soles. The cart was also removed and now five slaves were fully prepped and displayed like a perverse piece of artwork. Two suffered unrelentingly, two rutted like horny bitches, and Samihah was just there to observe everything, or so she thought. When Nashita pried