A Voyeur in My Cage

My heart flutters as you place her on the table. I am watching from my cage in your underground dungeon. The chain around my neck is tight, but I pull even closer  to the cage to be able to watch. You taught me the fun in voyeurism. I watch as you lay her out and tie her down. Her skin is so beautiful. I know you are about the change that.

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I watch as you sharpen your blades. You refuse to even acknowledge I am there, and I am silent in my cage. I ache with jealousy that she will get your attention tonight. She will get to feel your anger and your blades. I envy her tears, and I envy her horror. My pussy drip in my cage as I watch, waiting for first cut. Her eyes are wide, and she cannot scream since you cut her tongue out last night. Her face is a bloody mess compared to her perfectly naked body.

I writhe inside my cage, trapped by my chains. All I can do is watch as you begin to beat her with the knife in your hand. Such fury and hatred inside of you.  You’re a true monster and you slice her with such verocity, that I begin to shed tears of admiration.  She is fighting as hard as she can, but the ropes hold her under your control. Blood everywhere, no mercy, just slice after slice as you scream at her and tell her she is a worthless whore.

She finally stops fighting, and her body begins to convulse as she nears death. I am so jealous, I want that feeling so bad. But you continue to just make me watch. To make me want it. I know the more I beg the more you make me wait. When will it be my turn? Until then, I am trapped. A pathetic animal in a cage watching as the other whores are slaughtered. A pathetic voyeur, envious of everything I see.

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