She had been stalking him for a long time. His habit of running alone along the same secluded route played a cruel joke on him. Just recently he was still free to race forward, feeling the wind on his face… Now he stands half-naked, wearing only his short running shorts, nose pressed against the cold brick wall.
A heavy chain from the steel collar runs up to the ceiling. His wrists and ankles are already locked in sturdy steel cuffs. On his head — a tight black sensory-deprivation helmet. In his mouth — a large ball gag secured by a web of leather straps. Running is no longer possible.
She is right beside him. He cannot see her, but he feels every touch and her quiet, satisfied whisper. The Mistress slowly, methodically strips away every possibility of movement. First come the skillfully applied and tightly cinched ropes over the steel cuffs on his ankles, wrists, elbows and thighs. Then a pile of thick leather straps: around his torso, above and below the elbows, around his waist. His arms are pressed tightly against his back. Another wide strap squeezes his legs even more firmly together…
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