Helps you. And names you.

You hang in your shackles, moaning with happy exhaustion, staring at yourself in the mirror. He kneels behind you and eases the plug from your ass, making you groan deeply. He unshackles your ankles, then gently removes the clips from your labia. You gasp sharply when the clips are released and the blood flows back into the constricted flesh. Next he unclips the hood of your clit, making you writhe and squeal, and then both nipples at once.

"OH GOD I'M COMING AGAIN!....AGAIN....OH THANK YOU MASTER...THANK YOU!" you scream as another orgasm roars through your ravished body. He holds your trembling body up with an arm around your waist as he releases your arms from the bar, then takes the collar from your neck.

When he unshackles the last cuff you nearly collapse, only the strength of his arm preventing you from falling to a heap on the floor. He scoops you up and carries you to the couch, as you cling to him and murmur happily against his chest, until he lays you down.

He sits down beside your still quivering body, and strokes your head, looking at you with a fond smile.

"Have fun?" he asks. You nod and clutch his hand between both of yours, pressing it to your lips as you stare up at him.

"You ok? It wasn't too much all at once?"

"You made this one very happy Master," you answer quietly. He raises his eyebrows slightly at your response.

"That's good. We both got a little carried away. I'm glad you enjoyed yourself Lisa."

You shake your head slightly in negation. "This one has no name Master. Unless Master chooses to give this one a name." He looks at you thoughtfully, pursing his lips as his eyes bore into yours.

"I see. And what happened to Lisa?"

"Lisa...this one does not know Master. This one exists only for Master."

"Very well," he says after a moment. "I will name you 'Wench'. Is that to your liking?"

"What pleases Master pleases Wench," you answer, staring up at him with submissive worship. "Wench is grateful for Master's kindness. Wench belongs to Master."