The Man Returns

It was about twenty minutes after the two finished that the man got back. By then, Amy had donned her clothes, as well as made sure that Elana was properly secured in the bed. Elana had recovered, and was lying with her eyes directed to the ceiling. Amy was beside her, sitting in a chair by the bed, her hand locked around Elana's own. The warmth and connection was nice, and the two women had been this way since they had finished. When they heard the store door opening with a jingle, Elana felt her heart sink for a moment, knowing it was the end of their time together. Amy gave one one last squeeze of the hand before moving her chair back. A few moments after that, the man returned. He was still clad in the same dark style of clothes, but now he had a brief case as well.

"Hey." He nodded to Amy, who gave him a greeting in return. Then, he turned to Elana, his eyes playing over her naked body. "Is she properly recovered?"

Amy was clearly **** to say yes, but there was no other choice in the matter. Elana's clit had stopped throbbing by now, and was mostly settled, though still very sensitive, and the feeling of the ring embedded into it was an alien thing that she had not gotten used to.

"It's healed up fine." Amy said briskly. "But I'd advise you not to focus on it too much for a few days, just to be safe."

"Not really my choice." The man grunted. "The boss has specific orders for this, sorry."

Amy shot Elana a worried look, but the two of them already knew there was nothing she could do. She stood aside as the man moved to undo the restraints around Elana's legs and arms. As soon as they were off, Elana let off a sigh of relief, feeling the blood rushing back to her limbs. Pins and needles assailed her, and she staggered drunkenly from side to side as the man told her to stand. A moment passed, and then another, but she eventually regained her confident footing. She rubbed her wrists with her hands, messaging them slowly as if to drive the live back into them. The man let her do it, though she was aware of his eyes watching her, waiting for her to make a break for it. The clit ring was a totally new sensation now she was standing up. She felt gravity tugging on it gently, and each motion of her leg sent vibrations shivering through it. She was starting to appreciate how it could overstimulate you.

"All right," the man said, "Now that you're recovered, I want you to face your back towards me, and put your hands behind you again."

"The handcuffs?" Elana said. "Really? You know I won't run. In fact, thanks to this -" she gestured towards the piercing between her legs - "you know I can't run. Why do you need to bind my hands as well?"

"Because I was told to." The man said. "Now shut up and do it."

Frowning, Elana did as she was told. She knew she had **** anyway. She turned around, facing the wall. The man took her hands, and clasped them together. Then, she felt something hard and cold close around them as the cuffs were locked in place. Once more, her hands were bound.

"Now turn around."

Elana did it, seeing that he had placed the briefcase on the bed which she had sat on before. Her heart raced suddenly as he clicked it open, and she saw what lay within. Inside of the briefcase, there were glittering coils, like those of a snake. But no snake ever looked quite so metal. It was a chain, or rather, a series of them. She felt weak the knees, even as her heart raced, her mind snapping towards one of her fantasies. Was it going to happen? Was it really going to happen?

"Now stay still." The man said to her. "This is probably not going to hurt too much, so long as you don't move about, but I am going to do it whether you cooperate or not. Make it easier on both of us."

Silently, Elana just nodded. Her pulse raced as the first chain was carefully removed from the box. It was not a massive, thick chain, but a slender one. Though, it seemed plenty strong. The man tested it, pulled it for a moment between his hands before nodding his satisfaction. One end of the chain terminated with a small but strong hook, which opened with a lock. Elana's breath froze as the man leaned forwards, her left nipple jerked as she felt the hook close around the ring that had been pierced into it. Then, the hook was locked. Next, the same process was done for her right nipple, each time, Elana felt the man pulling gently on her breasts, testing the connection. The motion meant that she struggled to stay on her fee, her breath catching with each pull.

She already knew where the third chain was going. The man retrieved it, and stepped close to her. His shadow cast over her body. She trembled in spite of herself, knowing that this one would not be nearly so easy to endure. The man reached down, her pussy tingled as she felt him hovering over it for a moment. His touch made her shake, his fingers deft, they quickly isolated her clit, making her wince with their roughness, he twisted the ring upwards, and Elana lurched to the side. Strength seemed to leave her body as her lower self writhed in stimulation, too much of it all at once to tell if it was good or bad. She gasped, feeling like her clit was starting to burn.

"P-please..." She moaned. "It' still -ah!-it's still really sensitive..."

She sighed in relief as he released it a moment later. But only once he had hooked the final chain into it, locking that in place too. Elana stood for a moment, realising what had happened to her now. With the rings embedded into her breasts and clitoris, and chains locked to the rings she was truly helpless. She felt ****, and more exposed than she had during her life The weight of the chains against her most sensitive areas was impossible to ignore. The feeling of it tugging at the folds of her pussy in particular sent shocks ripping through her at even the smallest motion. Her legs felt so weak she wasn't sure she'd be able to move.

Elana locked eyes with Amy, who was looking on helplessly. The other redhead looked pale, angry, but she wasn't able to do anything. This was legal, this was all totally legal, and she couldn't stop it. Elana hoped she would not be too hard on herself because of it.

Taking all three chains in one hand, the man nodded to Amy once.

"Thanks, the job looks like it was done pretty well. All right, Elana, let's go, shall we? It's time to begin the next stage of your induction."

Elana realised with a start that she was still naked.

"M-my clothes?"

"Leave them here." He chuckled. "You won't need them anymore. You're going to be walking like this. I do hope that you don't mind."