He locks you up

Grabbing you firmly by the hair Daddy drags you, crawling on your knees across the room. He stops you and presses your head down. Your neck presses against cold metal. You then feel another piece of metal close around the back of your neck with a click. You shift your head to try and move, but you've been firmly locked in. Then to your relief, he unlocks the chains that bind your hands behind your back, however you're only given a moment to stretch before he guides both your wrists into similar locks beside your head. As expected, he does the same to your legs. Releasing them before locking them up again. You're locked on your hands and knees with your head lowered. This device has your knees tucked in towards your stomach, so there's no way for you to lower your ass.

Your cock quivers with excitement as the possibilities of this new predicament race through your mind. If he has you positioned like this presenting your ass, then Daddy definitely intends on fucking your again. You moan softly "Please.." as you wiggle your ass.

He stifles a laugh and replies "I've had my fun for now slut, I just want to keep you locked up to remind you of what you are. A tool to be used. Property. Nothing more."

You nod, as much as you can with your head locked up. The sound of his footsteps signals his departure. Leaving you to wait and savour the feeling of his warm cum, and the plug in your ass.