Caged Rings Novels & Stories

The velvet curtain of the Cage didn't just open; it bled away, revealing a room full of women whose jewelry cost more than the stadium I used to play in. My wrists were bound behind me with heavy iron shackles, the chain short enough that I had to keep my shoulders back, thrusting my chest forward. I was standing on a circular stone dais, naked except for a black silk hood that blinded me. I could hear the clinking of champagne flutes and the low, predatory hum of female voices.

I stepped closer toward her trembling figure lying on the floor, speaking clearly and firmly, making sure every single word pierced deep into her brain and heart. "You wear my jewelry, you wear his gifts, you enjoy his money and attention… everything you currently have and enjoy is BORROWED Chloe! Everything belongs to him, or more accurately speaking, belongs to US! And remember this clearly and well… you are replaceable, temporary, and absolutely NOTHING! One wrong step, one mistake, or simply when he finally gets tired and bored of you… you will be thrown away exactly like garbage and forgotten completely and forever! But ME… I am his wife! My name is written legally beside his, my status

If she gets pregnant for Denzel then automatically they are a couple, she noted that at the back of her mind. Parking his car at a distance, Denzel puts on his hood and glasses then gets down. He didn't think someone could give him information if he had a mask. With the photo in his hand he walked towards the gate and knocked several times before an old woman though not that old maybe in her fifties opened the gate. "Good afternoon ma'am," he greeted calmly. Who knew someday he would be doing something like this? If not for the discreet he wanted on this matter and how personal the matter was, he could have just called Dan and everything dag in twenty four hours.

King Henry said and Theodore felt like banging his head somewhere Making his father understand things like this are impossible but still he tries. " No bird likes to stay in a cage throughout her or his life. Father, they wish to fly high in the sky and Violet is that caged bird who will fly away one day. Because the more you try to hold sand in your fist it slips away faster. The much you will cage her she will go away from you that fast. I am her brother. I want happiness for her , not this Imprisonment for her whole life. She deserves to live like a normal teenager just like me "Theodore said to put some sense in his father's head who has lost his mind he feels

It slid open with a hiss, revealing a black cabinet built into the wall. Inside: weapons. Surveillance gear. Torture tools. And, at the center, a small velvet box. He opened it. A silver collar. Polished. Engraved on the inside in script that read: “Belongs to Liam. Always.” He stared at it for a long moment. “She cried when I first put it on her,” he murmured. “But she didn’t say no. She never does.” He touched the metal like it was holy. “They don’t know you like I do, Elizabeth. They don’t understand what you need.”

"Torvin, the high path; Bael, the low. Settle your squabble by seeing who scents a rogue first." As they grumbled their assent and departed into the dense forest, her thumb brushed over the cold, heavy diamond on her finger. It was a beautiful cage, a symbol of a promise Kael had spun about a bond of choice, not savage instinct. But a cage it was, and with her next heat only a week away, she could feel the wildness the ring could never hope to contain beginning to stir.

"Well, I'm on a bit of a time crunch right now, but maybe next time." "If you are in a hurry, let me get you that information on the online training sights. It has both articles and illustrations for Dominate Masters and training articles for submissive slaves too. Then lets go look at the collars I have in stock. I personally would suggest two for each of your women. A classic precious metal with a tag for daytime and a soft lace one for bedtime unless you want them to take the collar off at bedtime." Gio shook his head "I want them collared all the time for now. So I think I agree precious metal for daytime and lace for bedtime."

[Fallon’s POV] I’m unable to speak as I continue to watch Fineon as he slowly opens the box to reveal a ring with a golden band with a single blue and yellow stone sitting in the middle of it. "That’s," I gasp, my eyes growing wide. "You…" "Still have it?" Fineon offers, smiling. "So you recognize this stone?"