I sip my coffee and watch Steel clean up both her and Dani’s mess. Dani is curled up like a cat at my feet, watching Steel as well, her own designs on her new Slave. I can sense she wants to play with her, like a kid with a new toy. When Steel finished emptying the bucket she crawled over and kneeled on my left side, across from Dani. “Position” I reminded her, and she moved to the posture she learned yesterday. She looked rosy, well scrubbed, but a bit tired.

I flipped thru her cell phone, looking at the pictures, and counting the messages. The battery was almost gone now. I gave the phone to Dani and told her to copy the numbers of the new callers. There were about 50 or so, from all over the country. I told Dani to make a note of the local callers and prepare a list. With that I released Dani and she hurried off, first to fill her own food bowl and then to put a shiny new steel dog bowl down on the floor. She filled it with healthy cereal and milk and placed it in front of Steel.

She patted Steel’s head and said with a wry note in her voice “Time for breakfast my Slave. Enjoy. At least I didn’t add anything into it this morning.” Steel was puzzled by the remark, but dived in, eating like a dog, her cuffed hands useless without a spoon. Dani ate hers as well, and waited as Steel struggled to eat. Impatient, she took the bowl away. “When I’m done, you’re done, so you better learn to do better next time.” Steel nodded as she licked her lips clean. Dani took the opportunity to clean Steel’s body as well, licking up the milk that ran down her neck. Steel closed her eyes and almost purred at the touch. Dani finished up and crawled off to her office to complete her tasks.

I grabbed Steel’s leash and dragged her over to the corner where the cages were. I opened the door on a larger one, about the size of a dog’s training kennel, but sturdier. It was large enough for her to lay comfortably. Before I put her in, I spread her ass cheeks and spit on her hole. I pushed a small rubber plug into her and held it in tightly. Steel was grunting and wiggling her ass, trying to expel it, but also enjoying being used. I teased her a bit with it, enough to get her aroused. Her hips started bucking and she made more insistent noises, trying to spread some of the pleasure into her cunt and clit.

I stopped and pushed her in to the cage and locked it. She whimpered as she curled up on the iron floor. I pushed a clean blanket thru the bars and covered the cage with a black velvet drape. Steel was back to sleep in minutes.

She awoke to noises in the other room. It was hours later, maybe even night. She had to use the bathroom again, but waited to be released. There was no way she was going to soil the cage, even with her own pee. She concentrated on the sounds. She heard light music, voices, the sounds of a small party. Without warning the drape was pulled off, and there stood Dani. She was dressed in full Domme gear: leather mini-skirt, tall boots, a corset and collar around her neck. She had various whips and floggers at her belt. Obviously she was released from normal slave duties.

Dani pulled Steel out of the cage and escorted to the bathroom. Steel crawled in and sat on the toilet and did her business while Dani watched. When she was done, Dani cleaned her and put some light make up on her, brushed her hair and generally made her ready. Stell looked gorgeous, well-rested and very sexy in her collar and cuffs. Dani dragged her from the room by the leash and pulled her to the bar area of the loft-life space. As Steel got closer she noticed the source of the voices. About 15 men and a few women were cluttered around in social poses. Most were dressed well, some were in gear, the few women were a mix of Domme and subs. Steel tried to take it all in as she was quickly brought to a circle of light near the bar.

Everyone oohhed and aahhed as she and Dani appeared and they followed her to an area bound by a soft rug on the hard concrete floor. Dani dropped the leash. “On your back. Spread eagle. NOW!” Steel jumped and complied. Dani kicked her legs wider to expose her to the visitors clustered around. I watched from behind the bar as Steel was examined by all those around her. Hands ran across her body, feeling her both gently and roughly. Many commented on her beauty, others her minor flaws, but all spoke as if she was an animal, a pet. None addressed her, only spoke about her, objectifying her.

I walked over and joined the crowd. I motioned to my friends. “Take an arm or a leg and hold her down.” 3 or more people trapped each limb. Steel was immobile, worried now, yet somehow quite sure what that she would be the entertainment. No matter what, she would be used. I started feeling up her breasts as I straddled her, looking into her eyes, and pinching her nipples, causing her to squirm a bit underneath me. “What do you think of your new friends?” I asked.