Bound tight

Rebecca’s attention was now solely focused on you now, watching your every move like a hawk now that you had mentioned her gift. Your first plan had been to tease her for a little bit longer but with Sarah’s surprise visit you thought to cut that short and not leave Emma waiting for too long on her own.

“Yes S-sir I’d like to receive my gift” Rebecca announced, still getting used to giving you your agreed-upon title.

With Rebecca giving her approval, you took deliberate steps towards your bags and pretended to rummage through to find what you were looking for. You said you weren’t going to tease her but a bit of theatrics was something you could get away with, looking right at the handcuffs at the top of your bag while your hand reached inside.

After a few moments of enjoying her expression, you hooked your finger into one of the cuffs and raised it up out of your bag, seeing Rebecca nervously swallowed now that they were visible. You kept the tension up by walking towards her and behind her chair.

She was wearing just a short sleeve buttoned shirt with the pencil skirt she had shown off earlier, ditching the blazer she usually wore that was now hung up on the coat rack near the door. She still wasn’t really showing off her cleavage with all of her buttons done up but you hoped to change that very soon.

With her hands resting nervously in her lap, you put the handcuffs down on the desk in front of her and put your body around hers to grab her wrists from behind, feeling her shiver at the contact.

“Now how should we lock you up. Maybe your ankles so you can’t get away. Maybe lock one of your arms to the chair so you can still trace your fingers down between your legs. I’m sure you would enjoy that but maybe…” you replied listing the options you had previously considered before picking the one you wanted the most.

You tightened your grip and both her wrists and manoeuvred them back and behind the back of her chair, making sure not to twist her arms in too uncomfortable of a position. With her hands now where you wanted them, they rested down towards her lower back, how you’d expect the police to position someone if they were apprehending them, except Rebecca had the chair as an additional barrier. She could probably move herself up and out of the chair even with the cuffs on but given the situation, she was unlikely to do so.

You brought her wrists together and made sure she was showing no signs of discomfort before grabbing the cuffs off the desk. Given that Emma had the key, you’d have to be extra careful as Rebecca was likely to be in the cuffs longer than she would have thought.

“You ready?” you asked, breaking the silence you had built up to give her an opportunity if she had changed her mind, also giving you a chance to quickly scan your surroundings to make sure you hadn’t missed anything.

“Yes sir” Rebecca replied, the title still making you feel more authoritative as you hadn’t gotten used to it yet.

With her confirmation, you placed the cuffs around her wrists and tightened them as the lock on each one clicked into place, letting go of Rebecca's wrists to let her get a feel of her restraints. You saw her try and pull her wrists apart but the cuffs only gave her a small amount of leeway before she could no longer move. She now saw herself as under your control and although her heavy breathing showed she was excited for what was to come, you needed to put your plans into action.

Before she could get suspicious of your silence, you quickly grabbed your phone and navigated to the KDK and then to your perks menu.

Limit Breaker -
Once every 48 hours, the user can choose a subject that will have their level up rate doubled, effectively having 2 seconds of growth for every second spent in contact with the user. The effect will last for 1 hour and the effect cannot be swapped to a new subject during this time. Limit Breaker will stack with other time-related effects.

Would you like to activate ‘Limit Breaker’?
Yes
Please select a subject.
Rebecca

Activating ‘Limit Breaker’ - Time remaining 59 minutes 59 seconds

There was no noticeable difference to Rebecca’s mood once the effect started but you now had to make sure you were making the most out of your power up, running your hand up her arm as you moved around towards the front of her.

“Given that I took care of you this afternoon, I think it's only natural that you return the favour. It’s a shame you can’t use your hands but I’m sure we can think of something, righty Becky?” you said, your crotch now eye level with her as she turned towards you.

“First though, I’ve been meaning to get my hands on you ever since we started this and now you can’t stop me” you continued, walking fully in front of her and placing your hands on the very top button of her shirt.

Rebecca hadn’t said a word by this point but her blush and heavy breathing were enough to tell you that she was enjoying this as much as you were, her eyes never moving away from you as you slowly unbuttoned her shirt. Her cleavage came into view and then her bra, undoing all the buttons first before moving onto anything else. Once the last one was loose, you opened her shirt fully to give yourself a better view, her shoulders now being the only skin covered up by the shirt.

You wasted no time trying to get her bra off either, getting closer to her to undo the strap at the front. You leaned closer and ran your hands up her torso, pulling her closer as you grabbed the hook on her strap and placed your head right next to her ear.

“You're all mine. Got it?” you declared, hearing her gulp at your authoritative tone.

“Y-yes sir” Rebecca repeated, managing to unclasp her bra as your fingers worked their magic.

Rebecca moved backwards as the tension of your grip was realised, the cups of her bra now falling to her side as the shoulder straps stayed in place. This finally seemed to make Rebecca embarrassed enough to turn away, her breasts now in full view for you to gawk at. You had wanted to get an eyeful when you first saw her in the changing room at the mall but now you had her right in the palm of your hand.

Her tits were the perfect teardrop shape that you knew most students would lust after, usually hidden away from prying eyes but now bare for you to feast your eyes on. You wanted to immediately push yourself onto her but with her avoiding meeting your eye, you felt like you would be able to push things a little further before she had a chance to respond.