A New Capture for the Collection. (Part 2)

Michael had no idea how long he waited in the darkness. He was nearly delerious with exhaustion at his ordeal. The smell of sweat and semen hung thickly in the air. He could feel the semen covering his chest hardening. He wanted nothing more than to rub it off, but his bonds would not allow for that.1

The woman said she would return, but she had not specified when. Mike would just have to wait, stretched out and tied securly to the bed, naked and wallowing in his own juices. He had no idea when he had fallen asleep, only that the sound of the door opening woke him.2

The lights clicked on and Mike was forced to shut his eyes against the glare. He blinked severel times as he grew acustomed to the light. There she was, standing by the door patiently as his eyes adjusted so that he could view her in her moment of glory. She no longer wore the outfit from before, but this outfit shouted the same message, sexy.3

She wore a tight black skirt, a slit run up both thighs allowing her movement and providing a pleasent view. She wore a black tank top, her breast being the most prominent in this attire. She stood there, watching him for a few moments before approaching.4

Mike recoiled as much as he could at her approach, fearing that she would put him through the same torture she had put him through last time. The woman hid her smile at his reaction and quickly sat down next to him on the bed. She pulled out a collar and slipped it around his neck, securing it tightly and snug against his skin.5

She pulled out a tiny lock and quickly slipped it through the collars locking mechanism and clicked it shut. Michael could feel the tight hold of the collar, he could also feel something metal running along the interior of collar against his next. She grinned at his confused reaction. "Ah, I see you can feel it. Would you like to see what it does?" With that she stood up and produced a curious small device.6

She pressed a small button on the device and the next moments were pure agony for Mike. Pain shot through his body as electricity coursed through the collar and through his body. His body tightened, his back arched and he tugged mightelly on his bonds, they held. After a few moments she released the button and Michael crashed down in a heap, breathing heavily.7

The woman hovered over him and smiled sweetly down at him. "Now that you know what it does, know this. If you do something I dont like. Make one move to harm me or escape, or even hesitate on one of my orders." She held the remote up. "I will always keep this by my side." Quick as a flash she pulled forth a knife and whipped it down, severing the ropes that held one of Mike's hand.8

She quickly retreated out of his range and sat back to watch. Mike eyed her suspiciously as he slowly worked the sore wrist. Once satisfied that the bloodflow had returned to normal he quietly set about untieing his other appendages. The last thing to be removed was the ball gag in his mouth. Mike spit it out in disgust and worked his jaw. He slowly turned to face the woman, not moving from the bed.9

"Who are you?" He asked her.10

"You'r Mistress."11

"Bull...." He was about to finish the insult but the woman had lifted the remote for him to see and he quickly shut his mouth.12

"Careful. I will not allow rudeness aimed toward me." She said simply.13

Michael decided to go about this in a different angle. "Why am I here?"14

With this she merely grinned and shrugged. "Because I saw you, I wanted you, and now your mine."15

Michael's eyes narrowed at her. "This is illegal you know that right?"16

"Ofcourse, why do you think I do this in secret." Once again with that innocent smile."17

"I'll never submit to you." 18

"Ofcourse you will." She answered without any doubt of her words. "NOw, put this on." She tossed something at his feet.19

Michael looked down at it and picked it up, noticing that it was a simple harness. The harness fit simply around his chest and body. As to its use, Mike had no idea. She once again presented the remote and Mike remembered her words about hesitancy.20

Mike quickly put the harness on, before he had even finished closing the final latch something else struck the ground.21

"Those to." Came her voice.22

Michael picked up the items, they were simple leather cuffs. Two for his wrist, and two for his ankles. Each cuff had a locking clip hanging from it. Michael was beginning to see what the small rings on the harness were for. He quickly placed the cuffs on and stood facing her.23

"Turn around." She ordered.24

"Fuck y......AAAHHHHH!" He screamed as the pain ran through his body. He fell and writhed on the floor. She held the button longer this time, and when she finally did release him he was sorely drained and lying limp on the floor.25

Mike felt her hands grab him and turn him over to his stomach. HIs hands were grabbed and twisted behind his back and quickly clipped to some rings, securing his hands behind his back. He felt her hands roam over his body, tightning a strap here and there. Small clicking noises told him that she was securing more locks like the one on his collar, therefore making it impossible for him to remove the harness.26

Mike felt his hands freed of their clasps and felt her weight leave his back. Groaning slightly he slowly stood up and turned to look into her grinning face. She twirled a leash easily on one hand. Once it seemed like Mike was steady again she advanced cautiously and clipped the leash to his collar.27

"I dont have time for leash training right now." She told him with a grin, "So I'll excuse any mistakes you make....This time." 28

She tugged and Mike was forced to follow as she led him from the room, always with one finger poised over the button.