I woke up in a steel cage just big enough for me to sit up inside. Feeling groggy and disoriented, I rubbed my eyes and tried to get my bearings. It was cold and damp and that made me acutely aware of my nakedness. I called out to see if anyone would reply and fill me in on what was going on here. But I was only answered with quiet and the damp sounds of water dripping somewhere beyond my confinement cell. I listened to the deafening silence for a few minutes before finally catching the clip clip clip of shoes stepping across the concrete floor of my imprisonment area. I held my breath as she came into view. A tall Amazonian-looking woman with a sadistic smile that grew bigger with each step she took toward me cowering in my crate.
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