You're submissive beyond belief, you love to lose control.

Most of the results are boring averages, but two stats really stand out. Your submission to both males and females stands at a maximum 10 out of 10. Well, there's not much you can do with this information for now except keep it in the back of your mind; it might be good to think ahead before getting into any situation that you could get taken advantage of. You stick the report back into its envelope and drop it on your desk for now.

You think you could go for a shower after Emily is done, so you go about rummaging through your shopping bags looking for the towel, shampoo, and soap that you picked up while out shopping. They don't turn up in your bags and you remember you tossed them in one of Emily's bags so you could get more clothing. You start pulling out her bags from under her bed one by one. You still can't find your stuff so you reach deeper under the bed. What you pull out isn't one of the shopping bags you and Emily brought back.

You're staring into a box stuffed full of sex toys. Dildos, vibrators, butt plugs... everything standard is here, but there is something that definitely catches your eye. You muster all of your courage and stick your hand into the pile and quickly pull out a pair of silver handcuffs, just like you've seen dangling off the belts of police officers, key still in the keyhole. You can't explain why you are so immediately fascinated by them, but you know you need to know what it'd feel like around your wrists. Enough of your senses return to you so that you don't immediately lock your hands together behind your back and you start coming up with a safer idea. You move over to your bed and lock one of the cuffs around one of your bedposts. You take your left hand and lock it in the other cuff, keeping yourself for now stuck to your bed. You delicately take your free hand and retrieve the key out of the keyhole and hold it tightly. You note that you can still hear that the shower is running, maintaining your privacy for now.

You test your arm against the restraint, finding that the small amount of motion allowed gives you just enough slack to be caught off guard every time your wrist is halted. The feeling is intense, even though you're fully clothed and not really **** right now you feel a small wetness start between your legs. Curious, you slip your hand down to feel the heat radiating from your vagina through your pants. Without a second thought, you start rubbing yourself through your pants. You can find where your clit is pretty easily, it's just hard to stay accurate with your **** while trying to hold on to the small key with your last two digits. You do manage to get into a pretty good rhythm eventually though, and you can feel an orgasm building inside of you. Within a feel minutes of your rubbing yourself through your pants, with your restrained hand struggling against the handcuffs and trying to join the other, you are nearing your first climax in your feminine body.

Instead of cumming, however, you hear the door to the bathroom slam open. You're startled and you instantly stop your stimulation. You try to get the key in the handcuffs, but in your haste to free yourself you drop it! It hits the floor and bounces a few feet away. Your eyes follow it until you see a bare foot step on it. Your eyes trace upwards and of course Emily is standing over you wearing nothing but a towel around her torso, another wrapped around her hair, and the biggest shit eating grin you think you've ever seen.

"Having fun, Lauren?" You don't know what else to do after being caught so you just silently nod. Emily seems pleased at this. She notices the envelope sitting on your desk walks over to it, dragging the handcuff key along under her foot, taking it completely beyond your reach. "Mind if I look?" She is already pulling out the report and it's not like you can stop her in your current position so you don't tell her to stop. She quickly scans through your report before turning back to you, with a look in her eyes that you can only describe as one of a predator staring at its prey. "You're gonna have a lot of fun this year. I suppose you would like for me to undue your restraint, is that right?"

You try to nod again, but something inside of you is keeping you from immediately doing so without hearing Emily out.

"But you can't really say you've had the whole submission experience yet, can you? You wouldn't want some jerk to ruin your first time now, would you?" Your heart begins to pound and you feel yourself start to blush. "I'll tell you what, I'll let you decide. Do you want to be unlocked? Or do you want to see how good it can feel to truly lose control?"