Lee yawned, and pushed himself up into the crouching position that Kevin had left him in. He was still inside the cage, and bound in leather gear. He opened his eyes and looked out at Kevin beyond the padlocked steel cage.
"Master, sorry I fell asleep," Lee answered.
"Whoa! I gotta be dreaming! I only wished you were alive, but wishes don't come true! Did the Blue Fairy visit you? Or am I dreaming?"
"I didn't see either, I was sleeping, Master," Lee answered.
"Master? Yeah, slave boy," Master Kevin said unbuckling his belt, he unbuttons his jeans, and steps out of them. Kevin is wearing only a jockstrap. He is rubbing his pouch, and his morning wood is soon hard and ready for use.
Lee stares and swallows.
"Let's see," Kevin said squatting by the cage. He stuck his fingers through the bars and felt the tattoo on Lee's arm, "Damn, it's a real tattoo and it's not fresh. It's my signature. You really are my creation!" He smacks his lips. "Now to see if you are really as I imagined you," he adds unlocking the padlock. Lee stares at the wet spot growing on Kevin's tented jockstrap.