As we entered, a large gentleman in a tux greeted Kim. He told her the observation cage she reserved was ready whenever she wanted to put me in it. Everything inside looked very expensive and well kept. Kim led me to the women’s room and helped me out of my latex suit so I could relieve my self. I was advised once I am in the cage I would be there for a very long time and the only thing that would get me out early would be a medical emergency. She helped me back into my suit and touched up my makeup. I was then led into a large room which had multiple bars spaced around the sides of the room, a section with booths and tables and a dance floor with a raised stage. There were also many spots on walls with hook and chains to secure slaves and cages hanging from the ceiling. Some of the spots and cages had a male, a female or a she-male slave secured. The room seemed fairly empty because it was so large but there were about forty people inside. Kim waved to a bartender and a cage was lowered from the ceiling. The cage was small like ones girls would dance in but had a clear bottom. Kim opened the cage door told me to get in and that I was to observe as much as possible. I was also advised I was not permitted to sit down at all or I would be severely punished. Once I was in the cage, Kim handed me an earpiece to place in my ear because once in a while she would either have things she wanted me to hear or might have instructions for me. She also showed me a button in the cage, which I should hit if I had some kind of medical emergency. At that point she locked the cage and it was raised back up. From my vantage point I see everyone and everything that happened in that room. As the night went on the room filled up. I watch slaves get chained up, spanked and ordered to service people. You name it, it happened.
After a few hours they cleared the stage and they had a Master/Slave competition. Who was the best Master with the most obedient slave. These slaves were taking a lot of pain and thanking their masters for it.
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