After sharing that moment for a little longer, Erik suddenly grinned sadistically and stood up, giving a short tug on the leash as he did so, causing Emma to giggle and quickly stand up with him.
Erik actually wound the leash around his hand, which he held just above shoulder height, in such a way, that the leash was taut, and Emma had to stand on her toes, as the collar pulled her upwards.
Emma's face was filled with lust as she felt Erik controlling her movements, "M- Master," she lightly gasped, "please restrain my arms next, I still want to finish what I had planned…"
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A few moments later, Emma's arms had been restrained behind her back. The harness made her arms bend in a way that was a little uncomfortable, but not painful. That way, she was always reminded it was there, without causing harm.
