Take her home now.

You decide to take her home personally, since you want her to take acquainted with you from the get-go.

Within the hour, the Nubian beauty is taken to your Car. She is wearing a white bikini, allowing her ample bosom to pop out at the top. At your request, she is not gagged.

Due to the nature of her earlier resistance, she is bound with her hands in front of her. Her arms are placed in an armbinder, with the clip at the end attached via a clamp to the clip belt around her waist. You don't necessarily like this, but understand the reasons.

You sit in the back of your Limo with her, dark green eyes locked on you.

"I don't like the bindings," you say, "But you've made them necessary. Understand?"

Nadia says nothing.

"I'm not a bad guy. I realize that it may be hard for you to believe right now, but it is true.

She still says nothing.

"Look at it this way- you get to live in a nice House with me, have your needs taken care of and all I ask is that you service me equally to how I service you. Isn't that good?"

"No," Nadia mutters.

"I asked them not to gag you for a reason," you continue, "I wanted to talk to you one-on-one without you thinking of me as your Master. Please don't make me regret my decision."

"What do you want me to say? I didn't agree to this. I don't want this. I don't want you. That clear enough?!?"

"Quite. Here's the thing- it doesn't have to matter. I can take you home, keep you bound at all times, do what I want to you and you can just be a victim of this. Do you want that?"

Nadia shakes her head.

"Good. So here's the other option- you let me do what I want and you will get more than you expected. Let me show you."

You move around in front of her and spread her legs. She looks at you nervously and confused. You reach towards her bikini bottoms and she starts to futilely struggle.

"Relax and enjoy this."