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Crystals Private cage time

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As stated in one of the previous stories. Mom has given Crystal time off mainly so she could enjoy herself and rest up for college in the fall.
But Crystal has some very personal things she wants to buy for herself, and she just doesn’t feel right asking mom for the money to pay for them.

Plus she had a bluegrass festival she wanted to attend during the Forth of July weekend over in the mountains of East Tennessee. And if you know anything about real musicians, you know they’re always broke. If her and her band profits anything, it’ll be only enough to pay for the gas to get back home.

But back to these personal things for this story.

Like I stated in the previous story that Crystals life changed after the day she was graded at the slave market. The most notable change was her sex drive.

“ Want some and need some! “
That was probably the most remembered quote I remember by listening to Misty in high school. When she was discussing sex with her girlfriends.

The thing that Crystal is going through though is. The need to get fucked was greatly out pacing the want to fuck.
Before Crystal felt that sex was something she could take or leave. After all with her busy life just having mindless sex without the purpose of having a meaningful relationship with a boy was something she wasn’t gonna do.
Before her grading. Her and Cody were fucking around 2 to 4 times a week, and Crystal played hard to get most of the time, just so to let Cody know, she just wasn’t gonna be taken advantage of.

But after the grading, Crystal was draining Cody’s balls 4 times a day, and she was wearing his ass out.
After all she has 3 holes to fill, and he only has 1 cock.
Plus you know what they say about guys? They hit their sexual peak at the age of 18, that’s right where Cody’s at right now. And after 18 it’s that hopefully long slow decline in sexual performance.
Where a woman may not hit her peak until she’s around 40, that kind of explains why there are so many divorced older women, hooking up with young bucks the way they do.

So Crystal goes back to work at the video store. Part time of course, so she can get in all of her workouts, musical practice. And most of all sex time.

Crystals secret perversions.

As she goes back to the video store to work. The back room, which was reserved for the adult XXX movies became more important to her, being an employee gave her the perk to take movies home to watch them for free.
And she found an attraction to those hard core dark themed slave sex scenarios. Just like the rest of the usual low budget shit, which always seemed to revolve around dumb blondes and big cocked jerks, fucking to some 70’s porn groove music and zero plot to the story.
The slave shit was equally as bad. Usually showed men dressed like some Roman Gods or something chasing down and enslaving most if not all women.
They take them to some dark dungeon and strip them, collar them and whip, torture and just dominate them sexually.

Crystal found herself watching this shit every night in the privacy of her room. Of course she kept the volume down low on her Tv, so no one would know.

Crystal also found herself getting sexually frustrated. Though she knew Cody was doing his best to please her, she just needed a little more, or something a little different to help her get off.
So she decided to go to a specialty shop. To shop for whatever it is she needs. It’s one of those things that she’ll know it when she sees it.

Though there is an adult store locally. Crystal doesn’t want to be recognized going into a place like that. That would even tarnish her wholesome reputation even more. It was bad enough that everyone in town was talking about her Prime Plus status. She didn’t want to add anything else that would stigmatize her any more.
So being in the days before the internet, she takes out the trusty phone book, you remember the one with the yellow pages?
She thumbs through it and finds a couple of places in the old down town part of Memphis.
Which was basically the whole city for that matter.

It was interesting that on the page she found. Either mom or Misty one had already circled the places, as if they’d already been there. They advertised that they were open 24/7, and they had books, novelties, toys, movies, and a theater.
Reading that made Crystals skin just cringe.

You know how it is going inside those filthy little booths, not wanting to touch anything cause you know exactly what’s been going on in there.
And for sure as soon as you get yourself off and get out of there, you’re going straight to somewhere to take a shower.

At the time Crystal was working the afternoons and evenings, so that gave her the morning to slip up to Memphis during the safer daylight hours. Plus she wouldn’t have to explain herself to mom about where she was going and when she was gonna be back.
Mom always keeps tabs on Crystal more so than she does Misty.
Misty does as she pleases, and doesn’t give a damn what mom says, that is until she’s in trouble. And needs mom to help her out of it. Then she gets her ass whipped.

So after everyone leaves for work, Crystal drives herself to Memphis. While driving around she passed by The Pink Pony club, another one of those iconic strip clubs.

“ I haven’t heard from them yet? Wonder what they pay? “
She asks herself with a laugh.

Eventually she spots the sleazy looking place, and circles the block twice to find a place to park and get her nerves up to walk inside.

She kind of laughs at herself, being so nervous. After all it’s only been a few weeks that she walked around the slave market all day and night slave naked. And now she’s fully clothed and scared to death to walk into this place.
Maybe it’s the neighborhood?
She looks all around, checking her surroundings before getting out of the car.
She walks down the sidewalk towards the place, again looking over her shoulder, making sure she wasn’t fixing to be mugged or worse.

Mom and Aunt Cheryl put a big emphasis on what a dangerous place Memphis can be, since that’s where they got their start in the real estate business. They said you had to have street smarts to keep yourself safe.
And being street smart was something Crystal knew nothing about. But she knew mom and Cheryl carried their guns when they had to go there.

She noticed the place had no windows to see in or out. She puts one hand in her purse to reach for her ID, with her youthful appearance she figures they’ll ask for ID. She then pushed the door open and walks in.

Behind the counter was a gray haired obese dirty old man with a beard. He looks annoyed looking across the counter at Crystal. She takes out her ID he doesn’t even give it a look. And just gives her a nod, then goes back to his radio program that she had obviously interrupted.

As Crystal looks around trying to decide where to start, she listens to his radio program to. And within seconds she recognizes what it is.

“ NPR?…Really? “. Sigh “ Who listens to that shit? “

She’ll find out the answer to that question in the fall, cause Ole Miss has an NPR channel too. And she’ll probably clash pretty harshly with that crowd.

Along the wall there’s just probably of hundreds of sex toys of all shapes and sizes.

She just looks over them with her mouth agape.

“ There are so many? And expensive to? “
Seemed like prices ranged from anywhere between $25.00 and $48.00 up to $60.00, just for vibrators and dildos.

Crystal wasn’t expecting prices like that.

She moves closer to the back and something catches her eye, she sees the box on the lower shelf.

Inside her head it was just like a slot machine going off with flashing lights and bells and alarms.

“ That’s it! “
She says knowing that’s exactly what she was looking for. She walks over to the white box and falls to her knees for a close look at it.

On the colored picture on the front of the box. It showed a sexy blonde, with her wrists and feet bound, with a red ball gag inside her mouth.
And of course a collar around her neck. And most importantly her helpless slave naked body was confined inside a slave kennel.

On the box it said slave kennel. And it said it was tested and approved by real slaves.
She then saw the price.

$150.00
She instantly gets sticker shock.

“ $150.00? That’s most of my check! Wouldn’t one be cheaper at a pet store? “

She asks out loud, not realizing that she’s not alone.

A man down the aisle takes notice of her and her question. He sees her from her back on her knees, just like a women should be. And that she’s looking hard at the picture on the box.

“ You don’t want one from the pet store. “
He said.

Hearing his voice shocked her. She didn’t realize that she was thinking out loud.

Her head snaps around quickly, relieved to see he was a safe distance away. As she sized him up, he looked to be around 30 something. In a business suit. He appeared to be a handsome looking man. That is until she noticed he was holding a faggot magazine. That immediately was a deal breaker for her.

“ I wonder if his wife knows he’s gay? “
She asks herself.
Thankfully this time she doesn’t think out loud.

He sees the daggers in her eyes, and doesn’t dare approach her.

“ You want that one. Those are the kinds that the slave markets use. “
He said in a confident voice.
He then turns back towards the magazine rack.

Crystal again looks at the box.

“ There is no way? A slave market pays $150.00 a pop for these kennels? “
Crystal had enough sense to know that. Slave markets are much too cheap for that. These kennels are just out for idiots to buy.
And that day Crystal was that idiot, cause she just had to have it.

She was really hoping that she could buy herself a toy or two also. But with that bluegrass festival quickly approaching, she knew she had to try to save all she could for that.

She puts her arms around the box and lifts it, then awkwardly carries it through the store and sits it on the counter.

“ Find everything you need young lady? “
The old man asks.

“ For today I suppose. “

He rings up the item without question, it’s obviously just another sell for him.

“ $159.68 Do you want the extended warranty? “

“ How much? “

“ $45.00 It’s good for 3 years. “

Crystal again looks at the picture on the box, and feels how heavy the thing is.

“ It’s a fucking steel cage! What the Hell does it need an extended warranty for? “
Again she says that holding her tongue.

She did notice the box said it came automatically with a 90 day warranty against manufacturer defects.
She felt good about that.

She quickly writes him a check. And only then of course he asks for her ID, just cause he’s worried that the check might bounce.
He writes everything down and hands her a receipt.

“ You got a truck? “

“ No sir just a car. “

“ Here you’re gonna need this. “
He reached under the counter and unrolled her some twine from a spool.

She looks at it kind of puzzled.

“ That’s to tie your trunk shut. “

“ Oh! Okay thank you. “

“ You’re getting the last of the best ones. “
He said pointing to the box where it said it was American made.

“ The next batch of them are coming from China.”

“ Really? “

“ Yep The bastards sold out to them. They said our cost will be 75% cheaper, but of course we’ll have to mark that up a little for the public. They’ll be built out of that cheap shit too. And eventually probably be made from plastic. “

“ Plastic? For a kennel? “

“ Yep I’m afraid so. Times are changing you know? Thankfully I don’t have many more years in this miserable world. But in your life, you’re gonna see the quality of everything go straight down the toilet. “

Crystal thought about that for a moment.
And within 30 years later, she’ll remember that dirty old man working at the porn store was right.

She stumbled out the door and carried her new investment down the sidewalk. She sets it down and pops open the trunk of her Toyota. And just like he said, she’d have to tie the trunk shut.

“ Wish I had Misty’s Nova. This thing would fit better in a real car. “
She mumbles as she checks the twine once more.

After paying so much for this thing, there is no way she wants it to bounce out going down the freeway.

And with that done, she’s back on the road. And looking forward for the time to test this thing out for herself.
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