She Makes Sure You Learn Your Lesson

She pulls out a suitcase, while holding onto your leash. tugging every few seconds. She then pulls out a horse crop. Oh no, you think. She's going to actually kill you. You try to pull away, anything, before she even gets the chance. However, it is no use. She has you right where she wants you. Tight on a leash.

Pulling and trying to rip at the leather collar, yet nothing budges. Its fucking locked, your luck. She is now looking at you, with a sadistic look in her eyes. One that tells you tonight will be a long night.

She pulls you closer, slowly, like a fly caught in a spiders web, you try to pull and push the leash away, but she inches closer. Ever so slowly, Every inch she moves, makes you give up just that much more hope. She is now within arms reach, you try to push her away, but she then takes your hand and forces you under her. You are now staring up at her, with her legs between your waist. She has you trapped, and she isn't gonna let go.

"You bad boy," she starts. "I'm going to teach you a lesson. Get on Your back now, or there will be consequences."