10. Cage
Chapter 10
Cage
The night shift had been tough.
Plenty going on, as always.
Even the mid-shift tradition of one of the junior cops heading out to buy some sweet and savory snacks wasn’t as satisfyingly delicious as normal.
Put simply, it was just too hot to eat.
Although plenty of new cases were coming in, Cage still very much had his eye on Katie’s case.
So far, no joy.
With the total lack of evidence available, it was hard to see how the hell they could make any kind of tangible breakthrough.
This was frustrating for Cage.
Extremely frustrating in fact.
There was nothing that bothered him more than a case that simply had no leads attached to it. If he had something – anything at all – he could work with, that would be a start.
But so far, nothing.
Nothing at all.
Cage had even returned to Katie’s apartment building to try and see if there were any other cleaners or even residents he could speak to.
Another total strike-out.
Somewhere, the perpetrator of the crime was still out there.
The thought of this crime going unpunished hurt Cage.
Someone as kindhearted and innocent as Katie didn’t deserve this to happen to them. No one did, in truth. But given Cage’s relationship with Katie, it was perhaps understandable that it irked him even more.
As the shift carried on, it was a case of alternating cold glasses of water with coffee.
Despite the oppressive heat, Cage had downed coffee after coffee, the caffeine eventually wearing off as his shift drew to a close.
‘Okay, I’m out,’ Cage said, waving to the detective replacing him. ‘Have a good one.’
‘You too, Cage,’ the new detective replied, already weary looking and only seconds into his shift.
Police work could be hard going.
But if Cage really was a Savior Daddy, then he just had to get on with it. Which he did.
Police work was his passion.
But that wasn’t to say that he couldn’t also feel a sense of relief when a particularly tough day was over.
As Cage walked home, he felt something that he hadn’t experienced in a very long time.
He actually wanted to get home.
There was a reason for him to leave work.
A motivating factor in his life other than solving criminal cases and putting bad guys away behind bars.
Of course, that reason was Katie.
That being said, Cage had still been spending a lot of time in the office. The extra-hot weather had seen a rise in crime.
It always did.
But this time it was like people were acting totally crazy.
A less experienced detective would potentially have struggled with the intensity of the increased work.
But Cage took it all in his stride.
And kept on working at his own thorough pace too.
But it wasn’t just Cage who was getting super-involved with work.
Katie had been pursuing a new dream too.
After being so impressed with Katie’s character voices during their bedtime story, Cage had set up a recording studio for her in his apartment.
It was great to see Katie committing to something that she was passionate about. And seriously talented at as well.
When Cage arrived home, he was extra careful to not make any noise.
As he suspected, Katie was in the middle of a recording session. Cage chuckled very quietly to himself as he heard Katie switching from one cutesy voice to another.
It was impressive to listen to.
Katie was using her own laptop as the recorder, but Cage had bought Katie a professional quality microphone and some equally impressive home studio software.
Cage knew that Katie was passionate about performance, so the cost was irrelevant. He wanted to do whatever it took to make Katie feel that she had a shot at succeeding in showbiz.
It may not be Broadway yet, but it was a start.
That was for sure.
Cage carefully walked into the kitchen area of the apartment and took out a cold beer from the refrigerator. He expertly opened the bottle with minimum fuss, the tiniest of fizzing noises coming out of the bottle.
Satisfied that he wasn’t disturbing Katie, Cage took a slug of the beer.
It tasted good.
It was just what he needed after an exhausting and at times stressful shift. Plenty of work and not enough time to do it. It was always the way.
Suddenly, the sound of Katie’s voice stopped.
‘Hey! You’re home. Why didn’t you come and say hello?’ Katie asked, popping her head out of the guest bedroom door.
‘Didn’t want to disturb you,’ Cage said, his tiredness vanishing as he saw Katie’s exuberance. ‘Good session?’
Katie smiled shyly.
‘It sure was,’ Katie said.
There was something she wasn’t saying.
Cage could always tell when information was being withheld.
Call it one of the perks of being a highly seasoned detective.
But what was Katie holding back?
‘Are you going to say any more or do I have to find out another way?’ Cage chuckled with a hint of devilishness in his voice. ‘Remember, not only am I an expert in interrogation, I’m also a Daddy Dom.’
‘Hehe,’ Katie sniggered. ‘Okay, okay. I was recording a sexy little play today. Things definitely were getting a bit on the steamy side. Well, more than a bit in fact.’
Cage was interested in this.
Not only was he impressed with Katie’s confidence, but he was also extremely turned on by the thought of Katie letting her imagination run wild as she recorded.
Cage had to hear the recording.
‘I think it’s time you played me this recording,’ Cage said, firmly but with a smile creeping over his face. ‘That’s not a request, by the way.’
Cage could see Katie respond to his authoritative tone.
‘Come with me then,’ Katie said, eager and ready to please her Daddy. ‘I don’t usually enjoy listening back to myself, but this time could be a bit different.’
The pair of them went into the guestroom, now home recording studio.
Cage had purchased some soundproofing foam strips to go over the windows. The effect of this was that the room was darker than it might otherwise have been.
This only added to the mood.
‘I’ll take a seat here, I think,’ Cage said, lowering his frame into the comfortable armchair next to the bed. ‘When you’re ready. I’m all ears.’
Cage watched as Katie nervously fiddled around with her MacBook Air. It was quite clear that Katie was a little jumpy, possibly worried that Cage wouldn’t like the recording.
Cage wanted to put Katie at ease.
He knew the recording would be superb, but it was important that Katie had this level of self-belief in herself to go along with her natural talent.
‘Take a breath, I know this is going to rock,’ Cage said, taking a slow gulp of his beer. ‘Remember, I wouldn’t have helped get you this equipment if I didn’t think you were the cat’s pajamas. Would I?’
Katie nodded.
Cage liked the feeling of being a reassuring presence in Katie’s life. He had to momentarily stop himself from getting angry at the thought of Katie’s former Daddy not treating her with the respect she so clearly deserved.
That was then, focus on Katie’s future with you…
‘Okay, ready?’ Cage asked, adjusting his seating position for maximum comfort. ‘I can’t wait to get into this.’
‘Well just to warn you, it does get pretty frisky,’ Katie giggled.
Katie pressed play and then immediately jumped up onto the bed and buried herself under a pile of pillows.
‘No need to be shy,’ Cage said. ‘I’m sure it’s nothing I haven’t heard before.’
The pair of them laughed as the recording began.
Within a couple of minutes, it was clear the direction that the play was taking. In her recording, Katie had set up a situation where an angry, grumpy mountain man catches a young villager trespassing on his property.
What followed was scene after scene of the mountain man stripping, punishing and playing with the villager.
Teasing and tormenting her.
Bending her over, exposing her.
Giving her equal measures of pleasure and pain.
To say it was a little bit on the adult side was an understatement…
‘This is out and out X-Rated stuff!’ Cage said, whooping with joy as the recording played out a scene where the mountain man inserted a hand-crafted butt-plug inside the innocent villager. ‘I should take notes. Something tells me that this is the kind of thing you might enjoy happening in real life!’
Katie giggled and buried her head deep into the plump white pillow.
As the recording continued, Cage couldn’t help but be impressed by Katie’s professionalism and craft.
But honestly, what was really captivating Cage was just how dirty the story was.
The steam-factor was practically in orbit it was so high.
Cage’s body was reacting too.
He couldn’t remember the last time he was so hard.
The feeling of his dick straining to escape his pants was relentless. It was like he had a never-ending erection. The only way things could change would be…
‘Come over here,’ Cage said, the recording drawing to a close. ‘Sit on my lap. Now.’
Katie immediately jumped off the bed and made her way over to Cage. She could tell that Cage wasn’t joking around.
It was time to obey.
Cage witnessed Katie gasp as she felt his rock-hard dick press up against her tight sweatpants.
‘You’ve only got yourself to blame for getting me so riled up,’ Cage said. ‘That was seriously hot. Tell me though. Did you have anyone in mind when it came to the mountain man?’
Katie giggled.
‘Well, you could say I had some inspiration close to home,’ Katie said, a wicked smile on her face. ‘I always like to channel what’s going on in my personal life. That’s where the real juice comes from.’
Cage nodded.
It was impressive to hear Katie taking her art so seriously.
But further artistic exploration could wait.
Cage had something else he wanted to explore.
And that was Katie.
Cage cupped Katie’s sweet face in his hands and as their lips touched, the electricity between them went wild.
Before they knew it, their hands were all over each other.
Cage loved the feeling of Katie’s smaller, far more slender body.
It was perfection as far as Cage could tell.
There was something incredibly sexy too about the way Katie was allowing Cage to manhandle her.
Firmly.
Totally in control.
Katie was enjoying every second of her submission.
That was until Cage noticed something.
Both of them were topless at this point, the contrast between their two torsos making a perfect combination of Daddy and Little sexiness. Cage was muscular and masculine, his defined pecs a perfect opposite to Katie’s milky-white breasts and sweet pink nipples.
But when Cage looked down and saw Katie’s hands deep inside her panties, something had to give.
‘You do not touch yourself without my permission!’ Cage bellowed. ‘I am absolutely in control of that body. I’m in charge of your pleasure. It looks like I might have to teach you a lesson!’
Katie gasped as Cage stood up from the chair with Katie in his arms.
Cage’s strength was incredible.
As was his desire to show his Little exactly who was in charge.
Katie would have to get used to working with a director rather than running her own show.
From this point onwards, it would be Cage calling the shots.