He keeps you

Deciding that good slaves are just to hard to come by, Master decides he wants you all for himself. Catch of the day, he'll maybe even a lifetime.

"To hell with the **** market, you're all mine." He declares with a hint of affection. The way he's looking at you is almost enough to make you cum on the spot. Your sucking appears to have awoken his cock again so your it looks like your in for more pleasure.

Weeks later

Once again your on the first with your master pounding your asshole. He derives a great deal of satisfaction from the degrading nature of fucking you this way and whatever master loves, you love. He's really picking up speed now, his hands are on your shoulders as he readies himself to cum.

Just as he's bringing you to another powerful orgasm his hand slips of your shoulder and catches the strap of your talisman and unravels the tie in it. As the pendant falls away from your skin, long dormant thoughts and memories start to return to you. Your name is Clara, not ****. You were running from something, but were caught and brought here and...

Wham!

Your thoughts and realizations are interrupted by a powerful, body shaking orgasm.

The hobgoblin didn't bind you at all while you were under his control. If you were going to make an escape, it has to be now. If you have another orgasm you'll never leave. And this hobgoblin's cock feels really fucking good