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Now, I believe you have some dishes to wash.” He smacked her ass then gave an authoritative shove toward the nightstand with the finished breakfast platter. She yelped and managed to not fall over; she had grown too accustomed to the fetters to let that happen. Such familiarity with her unwanted bonds was disturbing and brought her mind back to the hope of either rescue or a chance for escape. Megan sauntered off to the kitchen dutifully, praying that none of the other kidnappers were there already, Big Boobs while Master sat back on the bed and decided to browse Tumblr. He was subscribed to dozens of blogs dedicated to bondage and knew that a quick trip through his feed would present him with hundreds of ideas for the next round of punishments. Such an activity was guaranteed to arouse him, though, and he had already pledged to not penetrate Megan until she reached a certain level of desperation to complete an orgasm. One image offered a possible solution: a young woman was blindfolded, kneeling in front of her ‘dom’ with her hands zip-tied behind her back and her mouth propped open with a ring gag, unknowingly awaiting the erect member in front of her. Oral sex wouldn’t spoil his plan, he thought to himself. It was a solution he would Hardcore consider, but before he could check to see if he remembered to pack such a gag, another image caught his attention. This one of a submissive in a French maid outfit (sans the top), with nipple clamps attached to a tray of champagne glass she was holding, mercilessly weighing down her bare breasts. As much as he loved the whole girl-next-door look Megan pulled off in her casual ensemble, he couldn’t help thinking of all the different costumes that would enhance her bondage. This would have to wait until they brought the new slaves to their main compound, as his crew hadn’t brought any equipment other than the essentials for the job, but there was plenty of fetish clothing in his own collection that he knew she would look delightful in. Just imagining that nubile brunette bound, gagged and serving him coffee while dressed as a slutty nurse erotic or cleaning his boots in a bunny costume was enough to get him stirring again. He also considered the cat ears she was already wearing; perhaps they would go well with a latex bodysuit of some kind or even work with the basic maid outfit, even if it was a bit clichéd.The running water from the kitchen sink could be heard faintly in the bedroom, which led Master to wonder what else might be audible. He had never checked to see what the range on that remote was, either, but realized that clicking the ‘on’ button would answer both questions. 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