Even as the remote passed hands the woman immediately dicharged the collar preventing his retribution, she must have noticed his readying to strike... if she could see that then... perhaps she might be worth paying attention to. As he writhed in pain he was bound and hooded, the manacles he could've handled but the hood was a bit much and he became irritated but after being stood up he felt something about his cock, a cord of some sort it was soft and smooth but once tightened it dug in and certainly did its job. He had no choice but to follow, he could hear the crowds as they walked stopping every so often he assumed to let the larger crowds pass. Being blinded caused him to walk into his new master each time he expected to be beaten or shocked for it but instead, she would rub up on him pressing her ass against his member and gently rubbing it.<br/>As if it wasn't bad enough that the cord cut off the circulation to his cock and all the blood remained there, keeping it engorged, the teasing of his master made it throb just that much more and while he was slowly able to gauge when they were stopping so that he did not stumble into her as forcefully as before he couldn't help but try to purposely keep walking into her so that the teasing could continue. The fact that he couldn't see it all happen and relied souly on feel just amplified it all that much more.<br/><br/>He knew it may get him beaten but he felt compelled to speak to his new master, "<strong>Zhe, Zhennu Jabbress. Evagna uns'aa</strong>for<strong>telanthaad</strong>out of<strong>shar'tleg</strong>but, I wish to<strong>bel'la dos</strong>for taking me from that<strong>kl'eril nesst.</strong>"