Check out your captive

You remember last night with glee. The typical muscular, big dicked, jock wanted a one night lay, and you took him on the ride of his Life. Then you left him laying cuffed spreadeagle on your bed with his mouth filled with a pump gag that was in turn held in place by a harness.

You walk back into your bedroom and admire him as he struggles, there´s no way he´s getting loose yet he still tries.

"Morning big boy"

His eyes lock on to you. You see them widen in fear, then fall into a mix of confusion, fear, and rememberance as last night returns to him.

You put him through his paces and used all of your toys on his body, all except one...