Joy walks over to you and, unexpectedly, grabs you by the back of the neck and kisses you. While your guard is down for a moment, her knee slams into you nuts. She quickly grabs your hair and guides you on the floor, expertly straddling you while you lay flat on your chest.
You move your arms into a position to lift yourself up, only to feel a steel handcuff latch around your wrist. Joy uses it to pull your arm behind your back, twisting it.
“Now give me the other one,” she says, twisting your arm to cut off your response. She grabs your other wrist and pulls it close enough to place the other cuff around it. When you open your mouth to tell her to let you go, a wad of cloth is stuffed into your mouth, then quickly tied in place.
Joy repositions herself, placing her knee on your back and painfully putting all of her weight on it. You feel the collar being tightened around your neck as you complain noisily through your gag.
“Now... are you going to take your punishment like a good slave, or do you plan on making me break you?” |