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It was all my idea this. The site was to be a private thing, just for me. Growing up, experimenting. But the members pulled me in, they were kind and I felt they understood me. The cage was a story, a post. Now it is my reality. The steel frame. The other Irish girl Connie was kind but firm. 'Strip Tash and put your clothes in a neat pile please'. I slipped off my heels. She sat on a stool and watched as I took off my blouse and skirt. Now my bra and my tights. I stood there in my panties and looked at her. 'Everything Tash', I pulled them off and stood there. Connie opened the tiny cage, 'Get in now Tash and be quiet for fuck sake'. I bent down and climbed in on my hands and knees. There was only just room for me. 'How long Connie?, I asked. She smiled her smile, and walked out the door. I crept into a foetal position and waited for something to happen.
 
It was all my idea this. The site was to be a private thing, just for me. Growing up, experimenting. But the members pulled me in, they were kind and I felt they understood me. The cage was a story, a post. Now it is my reality. The steel frame. The other Irish girl Connie was kind but firm. 'Strip Tash and put your clothes in a neat pile please'. I slipped off my heels. She sat on a stool and watched as I took off my blouse and skirt. Now my bra and my tights. I stood there in my panties and looked at her. 'Everything Tash', I pulled them off and stood there. Connie opened the tiny cage, 'Get in now Tash and be quiet for fuck sake'. I bent down and climbed in on my hands and knees. There was only just room for me. 'How long Connie?, I asked. She smiled her smile, and walked out the door. I crept into a foetal position and waited for something to happen.
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Why do I have these feelings? Is it a growing up thing? These dark desires to see myself being utterly humiliated in the most degrading ways imaginable. To be in situations no girl maybe should want to be in. In fact most girls ny age would be appalled if they felt this way. And yet if anyone told me tonight I was to be the subject of these deepest private desires I would happily submit to them body and soul.
I imagine it's true of all of us that lead "normal" lives yet have the desire to be totally humiliated. For me it would be a small crowd of women watching as the executioner pulls my loincloth away leaving me totally naked bound to a cross.
 
It was all my idea this. The site was to be a private thing, just for me. Growing up, experimenting. But the members pulled me in, they were kind and I felt they understood me. The cage was a story, a post. Now it is my reality. The steel frame. The other Irish girl Connie was kind but firm. 'Strip Tash and put your clothes in a neat pile please'. I slipped off my heels. She sat on a stool and watched as I took off my blouse and skirt. Now my bra and my tights. I stood there in my panties and looked at her. 'Everything Tash', I pulled them off and stood there. Connie opened the tiny cage, 'Get in now Tash and be quiet for fuck sake'. I bent down and climbed in on my hands and knees. There was only just room for me. 'How long Connie?, I asked. She smiled her smile, and walked out the door. I crept into a foetal position and waited for something to happen.

Connie will be back....count on it! ;)
 
It was all my idea this. The site was to be a private thing, just for me. Growing up, experimenting. But the members pulled me in, they were kind and I felt they understood me. The cage was a story, a post. Now it is my reality. The steel frame. The other Irish girl Connie was kind but firm. 'Strip Tash and put your clothes in a neat pile please'. I slipped off my heels. She sat on a stool and watched as I took off my blouse and skirt. Now my bra and my tights. I stood there in my panties and looked at her. 'Everything Tash', I pulled them off and stood there. Connie opened the tiny cage, 'Get in now Tash and be quiet for fuck sake'. I bent down and climbed in on my hands and knees. There was only just room for me. 'How long Connie?, I asked. She smiled her smile, and walked out the door. I crept into a fetal position and waited for something to happen.
...Soon enough, Tash...
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Such wise words from Eulalia and PP. We are always growing and learning. Our interior fantasies are very powerful, and an important part of who we are. I had crux fantasies very early, but it was years before I could share them with someone else. You have us!
So many people suppress them, or hide them, but here you can be free for a time :)

btw if you would like a bigger cage, try this one :)
 

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The cage is cramped and tiny. I have to squash my figure into a small ball to fit in. Connie closes the cage door and steps away. She squats on her haunches. I look at her. She smiles. 'You will stay here till we decide what your punishment will be. It will be at least 24 hours so try and sleep coz you will need it' she promises. She steps up and takes a heavy looking whip from a bench. I start to babble. She hammers the whip down on top of my cage. ' SHUT THE FUCK UP CELTIC SLAVE' she roars.
She leaves the room and i watch as she closes the door. I start to cry with worry.
Ages later i feel i need to pee. I cry out to the empty space. It answers in silence. No one comes. The need becomes desperate. I hold it in and hold it in unwilling to degrade myself by pissing on myself. Tears fill my eyes again. I cant hold it. A warm flood of piss flows out of me and down my thighs. I pee for about 20 seconds. When Im done i cant clean myself or escape the liquid. So i lie in it. The first degradation was Connie ordering me to strip. Now the second. Far in the distance I hear hammering of wood. The smell of my urine assaults my nostrils as i lie and wait for my abductors to return.
 
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My wait in the cramped confines of my cage was long I think to give me time to think. After some hours the heat had caused me to sweat freely and i had pissed on myself two more times. I smelt dreadful and my whole body was numb and stiff with cramp.
Occasionally I heard cars pulling up outside and the sound of voices. In total I heard three cars but multiple doors closing so a crowd was gathering. I thought of the little post I had made on the site many months prior.
IRISH SUBMISSIVE GIRL

SEEKS A MASTER TO HUMILIATE AND PUNISH HER. NO TIMEWASTERS PLEASE! APPLY HERE TO CV.

The post had attracted many replies but Connie had been my favourite. She has been my close friend for ages and I knew she herself had gone through crucifixion before. The thought of it had excited me so much at the time. My flight to America had been uneventful if fraught with nerves. Now as I waited for the Cruxforum to gather I looked out from my cage at my white cotton dress and panties sitting on a table opposite me. My plain sandles sat underneath. Upstairs there was the sound of what sounded like chains and heavy furniture being moved about.
I felt the urge to relieve myself once more. This time my pee was very yellow in colour and much less than before. I was becoming dehydrated. I wished they would hurry and come for me. Or did I?
 
I must have fallen asleep a while because I awoke with a start my head cradled in my arm. A key was being put in the lock of the door and turned.
Connie stood in the doorway with two other girls behind her but it was Connie I saw first. She was dressed now in military style shorts and a tight T shirt. On her feet she wore boots and her flame red hair was tied back tight behind her neck. She looked wonderful but gone was her smile. She looked at me disdainfully and ordered the other two girls in behind her.
Both of these I recognised as Barbara and Little Siss. Both girls were dressed in similar fashion wearing tight corsets and thigh lenght boots. Both girls had their hair tied back too.
They entered the room and stood looking at me curiously. I tried talking to them adressing them in a friendly fashion but was ignored. They were talking about the foul smell but spoke of me only as IT or HER. Connie pointed to a fire hose on the wall and directed the two girls to wash me and the cage before removing me.
Barb went and fetched the hose while Siss unwound it behind her. Approaching my cage she told Siss to turn it on full blast. A powerfull jet of ice cold water was directed at me soaking me all over. Barb held it in postion for about four minutes making sure to completely drench me in its icy spray. Gasping for breath they eventually turned it off.
Connie now came and unlocked the cage door. I couldnt crawl out on my own so Barb and Siss pulled me out by my arms onto the concrete floor. I lay there stupified as i felt my limbs coming to life. Of a sudden I fell into a paroxym of coughing. I heard a mans voice at the door. Bring it upstairs he ordered. The guests are arriving.
 
I must have fallen asleep a while because I awoke with a start my head cradled in my arm. A key was being put in the lock of the door and turned.
Connie stood in the doorway with two other girls behind her but it was Connie I saw first. She was dressed now in military style shorts and a tight T shirt. On her feet she wore boots and her flame red hair was tied back tight behind her neck. She looked wonderful but gone was her smile. She looked at me disdainfully and ordered the other two girls in behind her.
Both of these I recognised as Barbara and Little Siss. Both girls were dressed in similar fashion wearing tight corsets and thigh lenght boots. Both girls had their hair tied back too.
They entered the room and stood looking at me curiously. I tried talking to them adressing them in a friendly fashion but was ignored. They were talking about the foul smell but spoke of me only as IT or HER. Connie pointed to a fire hose on the wall and directed the two girls to wash me and the cage before removing me.
Barb went and fetched the hose while Siss unwound it behind her. Approaching my cage she told Siss to turn it on full blast. A powerfull jet of ice cold water was directed at me soaking me all over. Barb held it in postion for about four minutes making sure to completely drench me in its icy spray. Gasping for breath they eventually turned it off.
Connie now came and unlocked the cage door. I couldnt crawl out on my own so Barb and Siss pulled me out by my arms onto the concrete floor. I lay there stupified as i felt my limbs coming to life. Of a sudden I fell into a paroxym of coughing. I heard a mans voice at the door. Bring it upstairs he ordered. The guests are arriving.

Ewwww ... she was a mess, but looks much more presentable now, I daresay. Grab her by her other arm Siss; let's drag this sorry excuse for an IT upstairs. The guests have all arrived and are getting impatient, and we know that's not good.
 
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