No... You are afraid.

Your body goes rigid with fear. Master's powerful form is too intimidating. You know that the sheer fabric of your nightie and thong is the only thing between His impossibly large cock and your surgically tightened pussy. No amount of meditation can possibly prepare you for this. You are chained and will be **** to submit and then bear his child. What happens then? Will you ever see your child again? Will you even want to?

Master doesn't tolerate your hesitation. He yanks the heavy chain connected to your collar and you fall to the floor at his feet onto your sensitive breasts. Ouch!

"YOU DISAPPOINT ME. I WOULDN'T EXPECT THIS FROM THE LOWEST OF MY HAREM SLAVES LET ALONE MY PERSONAL SECRETARY."

You stare up at him helplessly. You need to regain control of this situation! Everything you have worked for is in jeopardy.