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After feeding her, I free her hands from the handcuffs and place her wrists palm to palm behind her back to be tied tightly with cord.

She stands passively, but sulkily obedient to my commands, I do not give her a reason for the change in her restrictions and she does not ask.

I loop a one and one half inch leather strap around her bare elbows drawing it tighter and tighter until her forearms are one behind her back.

“We mustn’t get in a rut with regard to your training, pretty girl, there is not a better way to exhibit a girl’s bits and pieces than the way I’ve got you tied right now.

Look in the mirror and see the way it pulls your shoulders back and sticks out your breasts. You really are superb.”

The pout begins to fade from her lips. I can see and smell that she is somewhat excited by my male hands on her body and the tight ropes. She retorts without permission:

“This hurts.”

I turn her back towards me.

“Do you mean your elbows? It’s a mild punishment for your little rebellion earlier. You can put up with it for a while.”

Lacing my fingers in the strap looping her elbows, I guide her out of her bedroom and down the hall to the holding room with her cage.

“You will be safe in here until Colin arrives, try to look forward to his introduction.”

I can see that she is so ashamed that she is close to tears.

“Can I ask you again not to expose me like this?”

I push her into the cage and as I lock the door, I say to her:

“I’ve lost track of how many times you’ve asked something like this pretty girl. If I hear it again, I’ll ask Colin to whip you as an introduction. You are making altogether too much of a fuss over your skin. Yours won’t be the first set of tits he seen.

Lisa will arrive shortly to fix your hair and makeup. She will be gagged, so there won’t be much conversation. Just relax and let her work her magic on you.”

An hour later, after greeting Colin and showing him to the guest quarters, I return.

Letting her out of the cage, I admire how this tie enhances a girl’s nakedness ten fold with the outward thrust of her breasts, its constriction of her belly and the upright posture she is forced into to ease the bite of straps on touching elbows. Lisa has tied her hair into a strict bun, her neck and shoulders look particularly wonderful now.

I remark.

“I do like that perfume you are wearing.”

A leash on her collar takes her to my guest....

Colin takes the nude woman’s bare shoulders and bends to bestow a kiss on her forehead before powerful hands turn her slowly around and around.

“You are certainly beautiful.”

She wiggles in embarrassment and blurts out:

“I’m so ashamed. You shouldn’t be seeing me like this. I’m sorry.”

He tilts her head up toward her face with a finger under her chin.

“What’s so damned shameful about your being naked? I think you are gorgeous.”

Perhaps feeling like a little girl at her first day of school she will slowly become aware of male scents and a male presence enveloping her with the aura of a personality strong and demanding and wholly male.