Mordecai had to admit to himself that training sluts was a life time commitment that was well worth it. He watched the older one enter the cage first.<br/><br/>If Mordecai had hinted this afternoon that she would look forward to an iron barred cage and one blanket to share amount three women all night she would have probably spit in is face and laughed. Yet here she was practically dancing on her toes to get inside and be chained to that ring again.<br/><br/>Mordecai watched the twine pass him and the second younger slut crawl inside. Her plea a far cry from her bravado earlier or her unauthorized orgasm. She too found that far corner and eyed the chain hopefully. He entered after them.<br/><br/>His hand to a chain. It took a moment to set it in the ring at the older sluts collar. His hand reached behind him groping momentarily for the second one. A moment later he had the chain secured on the other one's collar. Mordecai took an extra minute to look at the both of them. Letting them wonder before he responded.<br/><br/>"Beg your trainers to remove them when they return," Mordecai told them and he stepped out of the cage. His hand on the iron door closing it with that echoing metallic sound of infinity for they were truly here forever.<br/><br/>"Night!" He said as he left them.  His thoughts now to the Main House. Helen and the code written on her breast.<br/><br/>