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Caged : JenLisa

"Would you like me to free you from this cage, Jennie?"

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"Wrong again, Jennie." The Mistress said, and Jennie unraveled her stockings as the Mistress carefully lifted up a wooden stick, guiding its way unto the back of the cat eyed girl's legs.

"How many times do I tell you not to flirt with other people, Jennie-yah?" The Mistress said, as she gave the girl a sweet smile that bore thousand sickly meanings to Jennie, all of which she had figured out already.

"A-A lot of times, Madam. But I didn't--"

Jennie couldn't finish her statement as she gritted her teeth at the sudden pain of the wooden stick hitting the back of her leg repeatedly, again and again as her knees buckled and her legs threatened to give up on her--

But then the Mistress stopped, looking at the wooden stick glistening with blood, as she called for two servants that brought a leather corset, the servants trying very hard to ignore the bruised back of the legs of Jennie, another doing by the Mistress.

At the flick of the Mistress's hand, the two servants began fitting the corset unto Jennie, tightening it as Jennie held her breath, finding it very difficult to breath and stand properly with the corset fit on her body, over her lacy blouse.

"You will be given another chance, sweetheart. If you prove to be a failure again, you'll surely be worse than these two servants before you." The mistress said, as Jennie laid her eyes upon the two servants, taking notice of their bruised faces and scarred hands, uglified by countless beatings and tortures when failed the mistress's education.

"Now off you go, and make sure you cover those marks, alright, darling?" The mistress said, as Jennie rolled up her stockings again, over the fresh bruises, as she groaned and flinched at the sudden pain of the stockings stretching over the bruised and bloody skin.

Mustering all her strength, Jennie walked casually to the main dormitories, walking gracefully even though every step she took sent immense pain from the back of her legs, and the leather corset tightly fit across her slender body making it more difficult for her to move around.

But what did she do to cause this?

Jennie just helped a servant bring the dishes to the sink, exchanging friendly smiles, but a boy, named Jongin, had reported it to the Headmistress, changing the story to look like Jennie had flirted to the servant.

Who would believe a young girl from the slums, taken pity by the Headmistress as she found sweet, young Jennie alone and malnourished, wandering across the streets, homeless and uncared for? Of course the mistress would believe the son of an elite more than a peasant.

As Jennie struggled to open her dorm and close it, she saw her roommate, Nayeon, fixing her clothes in the closet, Nayeon immediately making Jennie sit down as she saw that the latter was groaning in pain.

"Oh my God, Jennie! What did she do to you?" Nayeon exclaimed, as she saw the bruises made worse by the stockings put over it.

"I... I can't tell you, unnie. You know that." Jennie said, as she groaned in pain while Nayeon was treating her wounds.

"You do know that you are the only one being treated by the mistress like this, Jennie?" Nayeon said, and Jennie nodded, as she smiled at the older while Nayeon was bandaging her bruises neatly.

"You can't wear those stockings for now, Jen. Please, try to fight her for once, will you, Jen?" Nayeon said, but she also knew that Jennie was too afraid to do that.