Of course she does

Lucy barely hesitates before sinking to her knees in front of Will. He was warming up now, and was able to stand up, leaving her there. He picked her gag up from next to her and put it back on her, pulling her cheeks back and nostrils up. She moaned as he did.

"Stay here while I take a look around, ****." He walked away, not even waiting for her to grunt a response.

She was left on her own for at least twenty minutes, pondering her morning and her new master. She wondered how he was reacting to the bed, all of her equipment, the note where she'd written her rules. If they were as snowed in as it sounded, it seemed she'd gotten a new owner for the duration of her vacation.

Finally, she heard him return, but quickly found herself blindfolded, not giving her a chance to see if he'd grabbed anything else. The question was somewhat answered as the familiar pinch of nipple clamps tightened on her sensitive, hard nipples, prompting some mix of moan and squeal from her.

"I saw your rules, ****. I like them, and I'll be enforcing them." He bent down and spit in her mouth, held open by the gag. "I'll be making you into my perfect ****, breaking you down into nothing. By the end of your '****-cation' you'll have the chance to leave, but you won't want to. I promise."

He pushed earbuds into her ears and began playing her own hypnosis porn for her, having found her phone unlocked. He left her there as he stepped into the kitchen, preparing food for him and food for her.