She woke up in chains, her neck in a collar securely attached to it. When she glanced around she panicked even more.
She was in what appeared to be a dungeon. It has been days since their confrontation, and she has been starving herself as a way of protest.
She screamed and that was when he came through the door, he was wearing a pleasantly fitting shirt and pants that emphasizes his bulge.
Even his clothing can not hide how large he was, the thought made her blush. He was also donning leather gloves in one hand.
"You are finally awake, queenie. Should I say, good morning, my love?" he smiled innocently at her as if nothing out of the ordinary is occurring.
"Why-why am I in chains? Please- please remove them right now," she panicked as he started to walk towards her, making her stutter.
