Between them, Nathan and Elvira, now decently clothed again, wheeled the restraining table, with Stephanie still naked and firmly fastened to its top and with her orgasmic juices still running down the insides of her thighs, through the door into the showroom.

It was a large, high, white-walled room lit by several frosted skylights. Potted palms dotted around its walls gave it an oddly dated and yet reassuringly homely feel. Between them were displayed weird and sinister mechanisms of wood, tubular steel and rubber, hung with glittering chains and sinuous leather straps. If there had been any doubt as to their purpose, then the cages positioned between them would have settled it. They were diamond lattice-works of curving metal straps riveted together to form teardrop shapes which were suspended from their tapering tips by curved polished tubular metal arms mounted on horseshoe shaped bases set, like her table, on large castors. And each cage contained a naked woman.

They were sat in the lower curves of the cages with their knees bent and spread to expose their groins and their arms cuffed behind their backs. Heavy black collars were locked about their necks. Bridles of transparent plastic strapping had been buckled about their heads, holding in place pliant transparent ring gags which curled around their lips inside and out and held their mouths open in perfect circles, which showed the pink of their lips. Each of these plastic rimmed holes was plugged by a clear plastic plug connected by a light chain to their chin straps.

'These are our demonstration girls,' Nathan said. 'They were all lost in various ways and we took them in and trained them to serve our customers. After all, better us than others who would be less considerate. Now they serve a useful purpose, not only decorative but functional. Girls, this is "Jane", who will be joining you in your work...'

The gagged girls looked at her through the bars of their cages with curious but unsurprised eyes as Stephanie/Jane was wheeled up to the first of them. The table put Stephanie's head level with the curved base of the cage and the woman's naked groin which she could see clearly through its slender bars.

'This is Ruby,' Nathan said.

Ruby looked to be of Caribbean mixed race, with a pretty, open face, a broad slightly up-tilted snub nose and high dark arched brows. Her eyes were deep and brown and her lips were full. Her head was crowned by dark brown wavy hair. She had pale brown skin; large breasts tipped with large darker brown nipples with distinct areolas. Her waist emphasised the heaviness of her breasts by being tight and slim while her hips swelled out to fully rounded buttocks. Between her thighs was a thick dark pubic bush which had been trimmed back from her pouting sex lips.

Nathan reached under the dangling cage and turned a latch and a small narrow panel in the base of the cage slid open.

'Present yourself,' Nathan commanded and obediently Ruby shifted her haunches forward so that the plump cleft pouch of her sex mouth was pressed through the narrow aperture.

Meanwhile Elvira had undone Stephanie's ring gag, freeing her mouth again. Then she pushed the table forward so that Stephanie's face pressed up against Ruby's pussy. It smelt warm and intimately musky...

'Our girls must be quite uninhibited and be able to work together intimately no matter what the circumstances,' Nathan explained. 'So you might as well start now by pleasuring her pussy with your tongue until she has an orgasm...'

Stephanie whimpered, gazing at the hot, scented cleft of flesh before her nose with wonder and queasy disbelief. 'I... I've never done this with another woman... ow!'

Elvira had picked up the spanking paddle and swiped it across Stephanie's exposed bottom. 'Then it's high time you began to practice, Jane,' she told her. 'Refusal is not an option for you anymore, unless you want another beating...'

Snivelling, Stephanie gingerly pressed her nose and lips up against Ruby's pussy and began to lick at her.

Swish, crack! The paddle smacked into her bottom again.

'You can do better than that!' Elvira warned her. 'It's not hard; Ruby is quite uninhibited, as you will soon learn to be...'

Blinking away her tears, Stephanie pushed her nose and lips in deep her began to suck and lap with desperate vigour.

She felt sick and dizzy and revolted and amazed all the same time. An hour earlier she had been desperately looking for work, and now she was giving a naked woman in cage cunnilingus! She felt Ruby gently working her hips back and forth, grinding her pussy against her face. The scent of her filled her nostrils even as her gash became hotter, wet and stickier. Ruby's big nipples were swelling and standing out like the noses of artillery shells while her eyes rolled up in apparent delight.

Suddenly Ruby gasped about her plugged lips and Stephanie felt her face inundated by a heady, aromatic spurt of intimate expelled juices.

She had done it. She had brought her off! For a moment she felt a strange sense of elation and then she realized how disgustingly shameful it all was.

Nathan pulled her table away from Ruby's cage and rolled it along to the next one.

'This is Sally. You will pleasure her as you did Ruby...'

Sally was of slim build with long dark brown hair and slightly olive skin. Her face had a delicately elfin look with shy dark eyes, neat features and tight lips. Her high-set, neatly rounded breasts were tipped by pointed large red-brown nipples. Her hips were slight and she had tight, deep-cleft buttocks and as soft dark pubic curls.

Nathan opened the narrow panel in the bottom of her cage and Sally's pudendum was pushed out through it. Gulping and lightheaded, Stephanie opened her mouth as she was pressed tight up to it.

Sally squirmed in her cage as Stephanie pleasured her and jiggled her hips to speed it along. She came remarkably quickly.

Nathan pulled Stephanie away from her, with her face now shiny with two discharges of female juices and rolled the table along to the next cage where another hot pussy was thrust through the bars for her to pleasure.

Keiko was a slender, pale skinned Japanese girl. She had a tumble of dark hair and delicately slanted eyes and pale, neat, doll-like features. Her small high breasts were in proportion to her tiny waist and slim hips. Her pubic bush was a thin wisp of dark hairs which did nothing to conceal a tight neat pussy mouth...

Laurel was a slender pale, skinned blonde with long straight hair, large blue eyes, fine arched eyebrows, a neat nose, wide red lips and a small, pointed chin. She had high set small pale breasts and a slim waist. Her buttocks were smooth and rounded and her legs were strong. She had a delta of fine pubic hair framing a pouting cleft...

Lastly, there was Jasmine who must have been of Indian or Pakistani origin. She had brown skin, long straight black hair, soft brown eyes and a gentle face. Her large glossy breasts were capped by dark brown nipples. Her buttocks were fleshy and deep, her hips were wide, and she had thick, tight, dark pubic hair trimmed back from her labia lips...

By the time Jasmine had sprayed her orgasmic juices into her face, Stephanie felt dizzy and dirty and her tongue and jaw ached. The intimate tastes of all five girls were strong in her mouth, mingling in a way she never imagined. How could she have done such a thing? No, "Jane" had done it. Stephanie had never been here...

'Good,' said Nathan, pushing Stephanie's gag ring back in place. 'But we've got some work to do on you before you're fit to be presented to our customers. I think we need another blonde for variety,' he said to his wife.

'I agree.'

Elvira took charge of Stephanie's table and rolled her through a side door into another room.

'This is the girls' rest and sleeping room, where we keep them when they are not serving our customers,' Elvira explained.

The room was strangely fitted out with no furniture except for a couple of large built-in store cupboards filling one wall. The second wall was blank except for an empty teardrop cage and supporting frame identical to the ones in the other room. On the wall opposite it was mounted a large flat screen television. Along the fourth wall was a toilet, shower and wash basin with the usual towel rails and shelves around them. Curiously, the toilet bowl and shower pan were both raised on plinths so that their rims were just below waist height.

Elvira pushed Stephanie over to the basin so that her head overhung it. Then she went to one of the cupboards and came back with hair dressing scissors, razor, comb, shampoo and hair dye.

'Now we're going to see what Jane really looks like ...' she told her.

Working briskly, she shampooed Stephanie's hair and then cut it while it was wet, reducing her long locks to something far closer cut. What was she doing to her, Stephanie wondered in dismay? How dare she do this without asking! And then the absurdity of worrying about what hair cut she was being given after everything else she had endured struck her. What did that matter!

Elvira applied the hair dye to Stephanie's head and eyebrows. While it was working, she turned Stephanie around so that her bottom overhung the basin and clipped, soaped and shaved her pussy curls until she was totally smooth and bare.

'I thought you had a shapely vulva,' Elvira said. 'It does not need to be covered by pussy hair. We don't have a smooth-shaven girl at present so it will add to the variety and save some extra dying...'

When the dye had taken, she rinsed Stephanie's hair out, combed and dried it and then jacked up the table so she could see herself in the mirror over the basin.

Stephanie gaped at herself in wonder. She now had a neat pale blonde pixie cut with matching eyebrows and looked quite different from the girl who had stepped through the front door two hours earlier. Almost like a new woman....

'Hallo, Jane,' Elvira said.

While Stephanie was still coming to terms with her transformation, Elvira opened the larger front panel door of the empty cage. Pressing a foot peddle that unlocked its castors she rolled it over to the table and locked it in place again.

'You must get used to living in your cage. Apart from demonstrating devices and accessories in the show room and special trips out you'll spend most of your time inside one. Don't worry, you'll soon get used to it...'

That seemed hard to believe, Stephanie thought.

Elvira went to the cupboard and took out a rubber and metal collar like the ones the other girls been wearing. She freed Stephanie's upper body from its hooks and rubber cords and retracted the bracing bars, leaving only her handcuffs, so that she could sit back on haunches. Then she locked the collar about her neck. It was heavy with tethering "D" rings on its front back and sides, but the rubber lining ensured it did not cut into her skin.

Then Elvira edged Stephanie backwards so that she slid through the open door of the cage and sat down on the curving bars of its base. Elvira shut and locked the cage door and then reached through the bars to the chain dangling from the inside of the cage roof and locked its end to a ring on the back of Stephanie's new collar. Only then did she undo Stephanie's handcuffs. Then she slid open two panels in the sides of the cage base on either side of the long panel that matched the ones Stephanie had licked the girls' pussies through.

'Slide your legs through them as far as they'll go,' Elvira commanded.

Stephanie squirmed about inside the cage and managed to slide her legs through the slots. She had to keep them spread but she found her toes just reached the floor. With her bare legs exposed it felt as if she was wearing the cage like a strange garment.

Elvira unlocked the cage castors. 'Now move yourself over to the toilet bowl so that the frame goes about its base.'

By pushing against the floor Stephanie found she could roll the frame quite easily across the room to the raised toilet. The horseshoe supporting frame of the cage slotted neatly about the plinth supporting the bowl. She now saw there was a length of hose hung up beside the toilet.

'Now turn about inside the cage and slide the middle panel open so that your bottom is over the toilet bowl,' Elvira commanded. Stephanie obeyed, feeling strange as her buttocks squeezed against the bars while her anus and pussy cleft squeezed through it.

'Now relieve yourself. I'm sure you'll want to get Nathan's sperm out of you. The toilet paper dispenser and flushing hose are within reach through the bars...'

Feeling a fresh blush of shame, Stephanie realized she did need to relieve herself. But what a way to do it! Actually, it turned out that with her legs bent and feet pressed against the curving sides of the cage it was a little like using a squat toilet and her wastes poured out of her quite easily. Then she used the hose and paper to clean herself off. Her shaven pussy felt strange to touch. What made it hard were Elvira's sharp eyes taking in everything she did as she cleaned herself with evident enjoyment. Did she enjoy seeing her humiliated and helpless like this?

'Now wash your hands,' Elvira said when she had done.

Stephanie rolled the cage across to the basin and pushed her arms through the slots in the bars and washed her hands almost normally.

'Now take a shower,' Elvira said.

It was not quite as messy or awkward as Stephanie had imagined. With the cage hung over the shower pan she could pull the showerhead on its hose inside the cage and hang it from the bars overhead. The wastewater of course ran immediately out the bottom of the cage down into the shower pan. Soap and scrubbing brushes were set out on convenient to reach shelves. After three days without any proper washing, Stephanie luxuriated in feeling clean again.

When Stephanie was done, she found she could take a towel from the rail next shower pan, pull it through the bars of the cage and dry herself.

As she did so Elvira said, 'I'll put out a fresh toothbrush and comb for you on the shelf by the basin. We want our girls to be perfectly clean and fresh for our clients at all times.'

Once she was dry and had returned the towel to the rack Elvira had her move across the room to the blank wall facing the television. 'You can watch television when you finish work,' she explained. 'But you'll have to decide what to watch amongst yourselves...'

Then she locked the castors off so that Stephanie could no longer move the frame about.

Stephanie felt dizzy. It was so neatly arranged and well thought out. They were making bondage and confinement almost tolerable.

Elvira got something else from the cupboard. It was pad of postcards and a pen. She passed them through the bars of the cage to Stephanie.

'You will address and write a brief card to your parents, assuring them that you are all right and that they are not to worry about you,' she commanded. 'We'll make sure it's posted well away from here.'

While Stephanie did that Elvira put out fresh toothbrush and comb and then she took out a duvet from the cupboard. She took the finished postcard from Stephanie and handed her the duvet.

'Rest now. The other girls will come in here after they have finished serving for the day and then you can all eat together. Then we'll give them the opportunity to return the attention you gave them earlier.'

She went out leaving Stephanie alone.

Stephanie looked about her at strange room and then felt the heavy collar locked about her neck. She stroked her newly cropped and dyed hair. She grasped the bars of her cage and tugged at them, as if to convince herself that it was all real and the last few hours had not been a perverted dream. And then a sudden surge of burning emotion welled up inside her and she burst into tears, setting her cage swaying as she rocked back and forth in despair, sobbing continuously for several minutes.

When her tears at last ran dry she wiped her eyes and took a deep steadying breath. She knew she had to face the reality of her situation, however perverse and bizarre it was. She was now a kind of sex toy who had already been compelled to do shocking and intimate things and it seemed that there would be more of that to come. Perhaps, like Nathan had suggested, she deserved it for her past foolishness. Maybe it would be a kind of penance...

She sought the positives. She would have a roof over her head and she would be taken care of in the material sense. And she would certainly be hidden away where neither her parents nor Alex would ever imagine looking for. But would the Villiers keep their word and release her after three months? She realized he had no choice but to believe they would.

Stephanie pulled the duvet up around her and snuggled down into its soft warmth, curling herself up in the bowl of the cage. It was surprisingly comfortable. Who would have imagined it?

Five minutes later she was sound asleep.