Take her to the lord's room

"You said your husband has chains?" You ask the elegant noblewoman kneeling at your feet she blushes and nods silently. "Show me, and bring the wine."

Sophia rises gracefully to her feet and leads you down the hall past her daughter's chambers to the dark doors at the top of the stairway. As you pass Adrianna's room you wonder what she is doing, but the sight of Sophia dressed in silks is enough to make you ignore her daughter. Was this Sophia's plan? So far she has been better than you could hope for, but at some point in time she will no longer be able to save Adrianna from her fate.

"My captor?" Sophia prompts you when you get to the locked doors. With a smile you find the key and push open the heavy door that leads to the lord's suite. Through the doors you see a small waiting room with doors to the right, left and an open arched doorway leading to a bedroom dominated by a massive bed draped with a sky blue silken drape. In addition to the bed is a desk and chair set to catch the light from the window and a rack filled with scrolls. Covering most of the floor of the room is a mosaic of a giant bull, the artistry is outstanding and the tiny tiles include back marble, gold and even two rubies for the eyes of the bull.

“My husband imagined himself as a breeding bull.” Her tone is scornful as she steps over the mosaic towards the great bed. “Here are his toys.” She adds setting the decanter and goblets on a small bedside table and opening the doors. The piece of furniture was clearly a work of art, marble topped and made from a fine grained wood that must have been imported from the southern continent, but the contents inside give you an idea of what the lord and master of this estate found exciting. Neatly laid out you could see coils of chains, collars, manacles as well as whips, dildos and many other sex toys whose purpose you could only guess at.

From her knees Sophia holds up a collar and two coils of chains that clink softly as she lifts them. “My lord?” The question hangs like heavy smoke from an incense burner. “Are you going to chain me to the bed so you can have me again as I struggle helplessly?” The heavy posts of the great bed have iron rings at each of the corners as well as others high above the mattress near the canopy that hangs over the bed. Sophia’s face is once again flushed with color. “Will you make your captive your ****?”

You've never been a big fan of chains and whips, but Sophia seems excited by the idea of you collaring her and there is something very provocative about chaining this once proud free woman.