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She avoided his gaze, harboring her prickly attitude from his scrutiny. She had been talking back to him for the past few minutes, usually a case of the grumps. He knew what would make her feel better. She tried her best not to crack a smile. He leaned his weight back against the kitchen counter in his mock disbelief. They faced off in the living room for a moment before he lunged to pick her up.
She tried to flee, but his reach was too long. Securing his arms around her middle, he lifted her, still kicking, into the air. He set her down and motioned with his hand.
Reaching out to her neck, he missed as she slipped out of his reach. In one sudden movement, he grabbed her forcefully. She fought him, but it was laughably futile. The collar was on.
And his fingers slipped underneath the leather to direct her. He led her by her throat to the bedroom. She did not dare struggle against the tight collar, so she followed behind letting out complaints every step. He closed the door behind them. She paced a little in the room while he opened the locked trunk in her closet. Then he was lunging again; pinning her arms against her back and her body to the bed, he quickly got to work on a pair of rope cuffs. She growled into the comforter as he secured her wrists to each other, then he flipped her over and pulled her cuffed wrists to the front of her chest over her head.
She was immobile. He looked at her in mild curiosity, walked into the closet and brought out a gag. He buckled it, then roughly forced the silicone ball into her mouth. Bad mouth. This is perfect.
Want to put it on? I think so. As he got closer, she started to push against the ropes, twisting her neck to avoid the impending bondage.
You are not to speak or use your hands. Your little puppy cunt is mine. My name is on that tag—I own you. You obey me. Her eyes looked up at him, glossed over in submission, out from the holes in the black leather mask, a wholly changed mind.
A little whimper escaped her throat. You look like a perfect puppy. He untied her and helped her slip on protective padding for her knees and wrists.
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