<strong>Vern ~ with Evie morn day 1 cage</strong><br/><br/>"That's Kneel," Vern said. "When I tell you to kneel that's what I mean."<br/><br/>Vern gave her an approving nod before stepping behind her. He bent to the spreaders and released the bar. She wasn't the type to run. He'd seen to her breaking yesterday. But she was all wadded up inside in a way that even he could see it.<br/><br/>"You keep your hole shut unless someone wants you to speak. And every time you speak put Master or Mistress in there," Vern told her.<br/><br/>The lines of the whip, the scaring and marks on the outside her body were all a taste of what might happen.  It was a good look on her. She was different than other bitches he'd handled. She needed that heavy physical. Not necessarily brutal but definitely solid handling that gave her the ceiling, walls and floor that helped her operate efficiently.  Anything less with a girl like her and she was pure bedlam.<br/><br/>Vern shackled her ankles with a 24 inch chain. Plenty of length for someone so tiny to take good sized steps but the scraping of the chain and the weigh of the shackles would reassure her that he was paying attention to every single breath she took.<br/><br/>His hands to her wrists, uncuffing one and putting both of them behind her back at her hips where she could get more circulation. Something she'd learn happened to everyone before taking a stroll.  He unclipped her chain from the ring on the floor and let it dangle between her breasts before putting his hands on her forearms.<br/><br/>"Get your feet under you when I bring you up," Vern directed as he raised her into the air with the ease of a power lifter.<br/><br/><br/><br/>