He smiled, his eyes bright with pleasure at her choice.  It mattered little to him why exactly she was willing to become his victim, only that she was.<br/><br/>The door swung shut, slamming with a very final sound and vanishing.  He lifted his hands from her back and encircled her neck.  A whispered word of power and she felt the rough touch of leather against her delicate neck below his hands.  A slave's collar, unbroken by seem or latch, had appeared.<br/><br/>Then he reached to take her wrists and likewise adorn each with matched cuffs, smooth leather without break set with rings of bright steel.<br/><br/>"You are nothing but a slave now.  Till you wake, you are my toy.  My pet.  Mine."