He makes her clean up

Hawk took out a rope. He lifted her chin, tying one end to her collar. His thumb ran over her lips before entering her mouth. She sucked on it, looking at him with hunger in her eyes. Her body was burning with heat.

"On your knees.", he commanded her.

She complied, looking up at him expectantly.

"There's a big mess here.", he gestured to the pieces of her suit that lay scattered around her. "Clean it up.", he ordered her, producing a small garbage bag from his pocket. He was still dressed like a janitor, after all.

She obediently began to pick up the remnants of her destroyed suit. Every piece she collected was a reminder of how he had stripped her, piece by piece. And now, he had leashed her. She was completely at his mercy.

Once the pieces near her were deposited in the bag, he tugged on her leash. She meekly followed, crawling on all fours as he led her back in the direction of the server room. She quietly picked up each fragment of her suit as she reached it, depositing it inside the bag. By the time they reached the door to the server room, she was wet with anticipation. Despite the aching in her joints, all she could think was how he would reward her.

He opened the door, leading her all the way back to the chair. This was where the disintegration of her suit had started. She shivered as the cold in the room made the hairs on her body stand up. She finished gathering the final pieces of her suit, depositing them in the bag.

"Good work.", said Hawk. "You deserve a reward."

She hadn't moved from her position on all fours. He ran his hand along her back, following the curve of her spine. His fingers lazily made their way from her neck to her behind. She shivered as he slapped her ass, partly due to the cold but mostly due to her arousal.

She moaned as one of his fingers entered her pussy. She was very wet, making it very easy for him to slide it back and forth. She began gyrating along with his rhythm, all concerns forgotten.