Will he take you to his cabin?

You find your body flushing hotly. He kissed you again, this time more passionately, his tongue probing your mouth, exploring every crevice of your mouth.

You feel his lips smile against your as he probes with his fingers, the wetness of your arousal slippery in his grasp. "I think I will take you to my cabin," he said between kisses, "but first I have to put you in chains." He pulls back to regard you, taking a metal collar and bindings from the mast hook. You looked at him, suppressing your frustration. You needed to be free in his cabin to find his stash of serum.

But you knew that if you did not comply with his demands, he would simply take you anyway in the cage. You were powerless now. You took a key from his pocket and unlocked the cage and gave you the fetters. “Put on the **** collar and handcuffs, I want you to bind your wrists behind your back.” He instructs you.

You consider the open cage door. You could make a run for it, try and slip by him and escape before the guards came for you. But the river was dangerous. There were the Allythaurs in the waters. But a part of you also wanted him to fuck you. You suspected that once you got into his cabin, you would not want to leave. You might not even want to ruk him. Just brol him.

You dutifully obey.

The collar fits snug about your narrow neck. It clicks locked with a finality. You eye the keys that hangs from his belt loop. The chain dangles coolly down between your shoulder blades you rest in a knot of coiled metal atop your pert buttocks.. You kneel carefully and reach behind, fastening one wrist and then the other.