Galos sighed and rolled his eyes as his pet tried to protest the order. It wasn't a physical protest, but he could see that her body was not as ready as her mind was. That was something he would allow, for now. He reached down and grabbed her under her arms and lifted up with absolute ease. Once he had picked her up high enough, He pushed away, throwing her onto her back on the bed. He reached forward and placed his thumb directly on her sensitive bud, massaging it roughly and allowing his thumbnail to slightly bite into it.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"You aren't trying to give up already, are you?"</span>Galos asked, before abruptly pulling his hand away.<br/><br/>If Elena thought he would stand and watch, she would be sorely disappointed as Galos turned around and collected his discarded pants. He strolled into the closet, almost completely closing the door behind him. He left it open just enough that none of her sounds could be muffled, but not open enough that she could still see him. He took his time placing his pants in the hamper and slowly removed his shirt for it to join the pants. From there, he went deeper into the closet, to a drawer in the back almost hidden behind shirts dangling down off of hangers. He casually pushed them aside and gave himself full access to this drawer. It was old, and made of some kind of metal. It looked more like a desk top lock box than anything else, though there was no lock on the front of it. He opened it up, the hinges well oiled to not cause any noise from the movement. From inside, he collected a single object. With this in hand, hidden behind his back, he waited another minute for Elena to have her way with her body before finally entering the room again.<br/><br/>Galos took his time crossing the room back over to the bed. Giving Elena even more time to fulfill her order before Galos began to work. He climbed onto the bed, allowing Elena to see the shackles he had in his hands. Galos looped them through a decorative piece on the headboard, before making sure that the two sides were equal distance for later. With that, he finally spoke, as he reached down to grab both of Elena's hands.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"You may stop now,"</span>he said, as he brought both of her hands up to the shackles. Clapping the iron around her wrists, Galos moved down the bed, crawling in to place in between Elena's legs.