Yes Sir, this slave obediently undresses from her skimpy loincloth, clamps one manacle shut on the cuffs about a wrist, places the collar about its neck, not knowing or caring if there’s a key. it then kneels, facing outwards with its legs well spread, then fumbles behind its back to lock the other cuff behind its back. it noticed the collar is chained sufficiently high that she cannot sit or lay down, but obediently kneels as ordered. The hard stone floor bites slave’s knees, Sir.
it is patiently awaiting its fate, Sir. A slave should always be patient yet it’s nipples are hardening and there is a stir in the loins as it imagines what is to cum…