I decided it would be best to use her while she was awake, because seeing the shame and rage on her face would make it that much more pleasurable for me. Waiting for her to wake up would be boring, but it'd be worth it. I'd leave her as she was until then. I wouldn't even gag her.
But first I thought it would be best to secure her hands so she wouldn't be able to do anything to the collar. Careful to keep an eye on her, I went back to my big wooden chest. I rummaged in there for a while until I found what I wanted- a pair of bondage mittens. These were made of stiff, thick rubber. I curled her hands into fists, forced them into the mitts and did up the straps. No more pesky fiddling with her lovely collar.
I got my favorite chair, put it next to the big chest and sat down. The chain was long enough for her to get up into a kneeling or squatting position but not to stand, so I was well out of harm's way. Now there was nothing to do but wait for to wake up.
It turned out I didn't have long to wait. She began to stir... |