"After three days, you'll come back to me. I'll see how much you've learned, and if you're worthy of becoming the 13th Club's official slut."

Mister Kapoor’s words echoed in Shreya’s mind as she lay in the cage, bound and filled with the cum of the two men who had just used her so mercilessly. The cage was tiny, leaving her little room to move. The black cloth that covered it blocked out most of the light, making it difficult for her to see. Her hands were tied behind her back, attached to her ankles, forcing her to arch her back and pushing her breasts out. The ropes around her chest were so tight that her breasts felt like they might burst, the pain from her nipples and pussy lips a constant reminder of her new role.