Its morning. The sun is already warm on the balcony. Gea and Nina step outside, barefoot in simple flip-flops, wearing only light, short dresses. They look radiant. Untouchable.They glance at me in the cage left outside all night, locked up with nothing but a chastity cage and my thirst.They walk over, amused. Teasing me, asking if I slept well like its a joke only they understand. Then they each pick up a glass and light a cigarette.This is what you deserve, Gea says as she taps ash into the glass.A special breakfast, made by two goddesses for their little balcony puppy, Nina adds, before spitting inside.And then, without hesitation, they each piss into their glass slow, controlled, confident while keeping their eyes on me the whole time.Drink up, slave. But youre staying in the cage.And I just watch. Powerless. Waiting for my turn.
