The Lounge

Rob entered a sparsely furnished room... and the slave followed.

"Madam requires you to strip, everything, naked " said the slave.

Rob began to undress, thinking that this was beginning to get to a point of no return, no escape.. and was soon standing in just his underpants , and he hesitated..

" Everything , naked, " the slave said again...

Rob dropped his pants and handed them to the slave who had ben collecting his clothes one by one. He watched as the slave locked his clothes in a cupboard, a cupboard with a combination lock... and again he began to think about what was going to happen, and that it was becoming very difficult to back out, to get cold feet... but worse was to follow.

The slave walked to the table and picked up some handcuffs...

" Hands behind your back ... " Rob obeyed, and found his wrists cuffed in an instant... A collar then went round his neck with a leash attached. A spreader bar was then attached to his ankles, making him open his legs wide.

"Time to call Madam " said the slave.... and Rob heard the click clack of heels on the wooden floor... and Madam Birch entered the room.... Rob gasped and his cock hardened...