There's still work to be done

Valerie was on the verge of climax when she felt an emptiness inside her. For a moment, she continued her gyration before she realized what had happened. Hawk had removed his hand from its position. She groaned in frustration.

"Not yet." He gestured towards the plastic bag, now full with the remains of her modesty. "We can't leave it here. It must be disposed of."

He yanked on the rope, leading her back out of the door. She picked up the small plastic bag in her mouth as she continued to crawl on all fours. She didn't even think why she did that - he hadn't **** her to do it. Her lust had overruled her reason - she had been stripped and collared, and she wanted to be debased.

He led her back out into the corridor, and then into a small and dingy room. The floor was dirty, and there was a chute for garbage disposal in the corner. They walked to it, and he opened the chute.

"Throw it in."

She froze for a second, before her shoulders dropped. There was no point in resisting - it's not like she could wear those pieces anyway. It was easier to follow his orders. Perhaps he would finally reward her for her obedience.

She rose, going from all fours to on her knees, and threw the bag into the chute.

"Good.", he said.

She looked at him expectantly. She felt heat rise inside her - she had been a good pet so far. Surely she deserved a little reward?