<strong>Emma - ashamed, tired and near a breaking point</strong><br/><br/>Her body quaked in the aftershock of her controlled orgasm. She had cum right on his cue, almost like her body knew he had to control it. Her head began to slowly lag front fromthe weight of tue mask, her the quiet clink of metal against concrete as it rested on the floor. She figured he was done with her, would leave her alone now to let her thoughts race through her head.<br/><br/>She felt her legs being pushed apart by his legs, he her ass in the air. She felt him insert something into her, not in her pussy, but right where she had to pee. She felt a pinch amd then pressure as something pressed against her insides. It was a dull thudding pain, a discomfort of sorts. He would deny her all the freedoms of life. something as simple as going to the bathroom was now controlled by him. Emma gulped through the pressure, wondering just how sue was going to get through all of this.<br/><br/>She heard a distinct click as she was attached to the floor by the metal ring. Everything was so heavy, Sne could barely move on her own. She heard something drop by her, a muted thud, a blanket or cloth of some kind. His touches were so soft and gentle, bathing her skin in delight with each small stroke. She was confused and exhausted and didn't know which way was up any more.<br/><br/>She felt the tension on her elbows release. She sighed deeply as her arms could now relax, his hands rubbing and caressing the wounds the ropes made. She felt the chastity belt go across her sex once more and felt him lock it into place. Wrists moved in front of her now, clipped to the belt. Her arms felt so much better this way, the throbbing was starting to subside from her limbs.<br/><br/>He fondled her more as he lifted her and placed her heavy chained body on the blanket to rest. She whimpered as he grabbed her breast once more before covering her with another blanket. Then she heard his footsteps move away from her, and the distinct sound of the door closing amd locking, sealing her away from the freedom of the outside world.<br/><br/>Emma was alone, scared in the darkness. She was tired as thoughts ran trough her head. She just lay there, processing everything. The ride, the woman that brought he here. The whipping. Waking in a torture chamber. The mouse, the mask, the belt. Her forced and controlled orgasm. Yes she left out details, it was too much to bear. She hated herself for stepping in that car. This was her own fault. Never take a ride from strangers.<br/><br/>She was fighting sleep as thoughts of him and how he touched her flooded her psyche. It was all wrong, the way he pleasured her. He was screwing with her mind, making her think she wanted it, wanted him. No Sne would fight back those Feelings of pleasure he have to her. It was all manipulation, still her body quivered thinking of his soft touch. Emma slowly drifted off, getting wet once more thinking of How good he made her feel.