You wake up

Bzzzzzzz!

You wake up for a sound you find oddly familiar. You want to open your eyes, but a blindfold blocks your vision. Or more like a hood from what it feels like. You recall that you are in a full body outfit just like the last time, except that your arms are held in the front in a straitjacket. You recognize that you are tied to a bed pillar, your neck, waist, ankles and thighs held in place by straps.

"Mhmmm!!!" you want to protest. However your mouth is stuffed by a ballgag.

Bzzzzzzz!

The familiar buzz returns, its origin inside your vagina. You feel immense pleasure rippling through your body, getting you close to an orgasm. Only for the buzz to end prior to the euphoria.

What?! you think to yourself. Angered, you start to struggle against both the straps and the arms of the straitjacket. But there is nothing you can do to get free of your bonds.

Bzzzzzzz!

The familiar buzz returns. Again, the ripples go on until get you close to an orgasm. Only for them to stop at a sudden. Your mind engulfed in anger.

"MMMM!!!" you scream into the gag, and you start to struggle like hell in the straitjacket. But your predicament was clearly designed with this purpose.

"I told you that I'm a cruel bitch," you shudder as you recognize Mistress Elizabeth's voice.

"MMMM!!!" biting on your gag, you continue to struggle. But none of your efforts bear fruit.

"The fabric that holds you is called ruanite, my pet. There is absolutely no way for you to get out. But you are free to try anyway. In fact, all of you are so passionate about this at the start."

You can hear her get up from perhaps a chair, then you grunt, "Mmm!!!", as you can feel a pair of fingers pressing on one of your nipples.

"Pain too is something that would become a tool of enjoyment," she adds, the stiletto removed with a swift move. Then she simply walks away, the door closed behind her as you hear her steps fainted.

Bzzzzzzz!

The vibrator inside you comes alive again.

"MMMM!!!" ****, you continue to struggle. But you know for a fact that you can't do anything.