LEASH

"James," Alexander commanded, his voice low and commanding, "hold out your neck."

James obeyed without question, his heart pounding in his chest as he braced himself for what was to come. With steady hands, Alexander fastened the leather leash around James's neck, securing it with a firm knot that left no room for escape.

But Alexander wasn't finished yet. With a sense of sadistic satisfaction, he reached for the chastity cage that encased James's manhood, a cruel reminder of his submission to his master's desires.

With deliberate slowness, Alexander tied the leash to the chastity cage, ensuring that James would be unable to move without his master's permission. It was a potent symbol of James's servitude, a physical manifestation of his complete and utter submission to Alexander's will.

As the leash and chastity cage were secured in place, James couldn't help but feel a sense of humiliation wash over him. Here he was, kneeling naked before his master, bound and tethered like a common animal.

But even as he endured the degradation, James knew better than to protest. He had long since learned that resistance was futile, and that his only purpose in life was to serve his master's desires.

And so, with a heavy heart and a sense of resignation, James accepted his fate, knowing that he was nothing more than a plaything, a pawn in Alexander's twisted games of power and control. And as he knelt there, bound and tethered like a beast, he knew that his only hope for salvation lay in his unwavering obedience to his master's will.