NIGHT SIX: The Cage and the Marathon

Victor didn’t even let her wake up fully from her sleep. He grabbed her by the throat, marched her naked across the penthouse, and shoved her into a steel cage built dead center under the brightest lights.

The cage was small like four feet square, the bars were thick and the floor padded in black leather already stained from the previous nights.

A single steel pole rose from the middle with cuffs at different heights. A ring gag waited on a hook. ...