A slow smile spread across James's lips, listening to her beg and plead him, actually calling him master.<em>She seems to know her place when aroused or scared for her life. How best to bring that out into the open.</em>A few ideas came to mind, ones that he thought might work out very well.<br/><br/>Grabbing a pair of handcuffs from a hidden spot under the bed, he grabbed Katie's arms behind her back and quickly shackled her. Still holding her tightly by the hair with one hand, the other grabbed her bound wrists as he manhandled her off of the bed and onto the ground. Right where he'd paddled her last night. In case she had forgotten, James caused the hooked rod to slowly descend from the ceiling once again, only this time dropping much lower. With her hands still shackled behind her back, he lifted her wrists up to hook her up once more. This time, she had no sawhorse underneath her to support her weight. Though she could probably get her feet up underneath her a little, most of her weight would be supported by her arms.<br/><br/>"Your sorry Katie? Your sorry?!" He almost yelled, his voice growing louder. "Why should I let you up? You dared to raise your hand against your owner. Against your<em>Master</em>!" He put extra emphasis on that word, pulling her hair to yank her head back so she'd be forced to stare up at him. "If this is the sort of behavior I can expect from you, then I am done. I will cut my losses, sell you off to someone else, even though I'll take a loss. I'll make sure he's the ugliest, meanest, most disgusting owner I can find, and I'll make sure he keeps you forever!"<br/><br/>His face was barely above her own as he berated her, finally dropping her head and stepping back a few feet. He wanted her broken, sobbing and begging him not to leave her. His dick started to swell slightly in his pants, anticipating what he had in store for her next. Luckily he controlled it before growing too large and showing Katie just how much he was aroused himself at that moment.