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The room is biting cold, the chill seeping straight through his skin as he wakes up entirely naked, his wrists and ankles securely bound to the four corners of a massive, oversized bed. He thrashes against the restraints, yelling out for help, but his voice only echoes off the bare concrete walls. Scanning the room, he notices that both the door and the high, narrow windows are caged behind heavy iron bars.
Heavy footsteps approach outside, and the door unlocks. Laly enters wearing a short summer dress that ends at her upper thighs, its low-cut top accentuating her upper body, while carrying a tray with a warm breakfast. Despite the freezing temperature of the room, she seems completely comfortable, her eyes locking onto him with a hungry, predatory intensity.
As she steps closer to the edge of the bed, a sudden, involuntary heat floods his body, causing his massive length to throb and grow completely erect against his will.
Laly stops just out of reach, a pleased smile crossing her face as she notices his immediate physical response. She sets the tray down on the bedside table and leans over him, her voice a low, teasing purr.
"Look at that," Laly says, gently trailing a finger down his chest while watching him react. "It seems both of our bodies are already reacting to each other. Get used to it, pet—the rules here are simple, and you're going to learn them very soon."
She traces a finger down his chest, her eyes locking onto his. "You can make requests of me, sexual or otherwise, and if I approve, I will comply. If you want to meet me wearing only a skimpy apron, consider it done. But you cannot leave the premises—there is a GPS tracker implanted in your body, so don't even try to escape. The longer we stay here, and the more you use my body, the more freedom you will earn."
She leans closer, dropping her voice to a possessive purr. "Oh, my sweet pet, one more thing: there will be times when I allow other women to join us. Since I am bisexual, they are welcome, but you are *never* to engage with anyone else without my explicit permission. In fact, I don't think you'd even want to look at another woman anymore anyway."
She says, "I will confiscate all of your old toys when we share a home, don't want any silly pictures of other women including private porn stash. I will act out all of your fantasies for you. I have many Christmas presents for you."
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