Her mind shifted into a speed that only came about when she was standing before a judge. Every little part of her became aware. Instead of the fear that should be overwhelming her, a righteous anger shot through her. Who did this man think he was? She tensed fighting the sudden fury. She waited till he spoke again.

“Relax,” slipped from the lips, the heat of his hand touching her stomach. She sucked in a deep breath and jerked her knees up to kick out.

“No,” she screamed into the too big ball gag, forcing her scream to come out garbled. She’d missed, he’d moved. She screamed into the gag again as a sharp slap on her right thigh sent her spinning. “No,” the pain in her shoulders ripped through her plans as her toes left the floor. She felt a drip on her chin and realized she was slobbering. “Oh gawd no,” she screamed into the gag. Slowly she started spinning back, her toes caressed the floor for a brief moment before a sharp slap on her thigh sent her higher in the air again.

“Let’s get one thing straight Sarah.” His words accompanied her body being jerked still. “You will not be controlling this little rest break.” His hand ran down her body resting again on her heaving stomach. “I will, I will be controlling every moment of your vacation.” She groaned her head dizzy from the spinning. She tried to lift her legs, he was so close. He chuckled and it wasn’t a pleasant sound. “Ok Sarah, let’s start here.”

Sarah felt a dribble slipping down her chin and dropping onto her bare chest. She shook her head, this was appalling he was treating her worse than an animal. A finger smeared the moisture on her chest then circled her nipple. “No,” she tried to express again but it sounded like a grunt. His hands dropped to her hips and moved lower till she felt a belt encircle her ankle. She kicked but it was too late and too ineffective. He won again. She cursed into the gag as he buckled the second into place. She couldn’t bring her legs together now. He moved away, she tried to lift and kick out but she was met by a firm jerk and the rattle of chain.

Sarah couldn’t control it, she fought, with her bindings until her breath was coming ragged and she hung limp before this insane man. “Tsk, tsk, Sarah. That’s not relaxing.” He chuckled again, but into her ear, letting his breath caress her. He exerted his dominance with the light touch of his fingers, stroking, pinching, lightly slapping until she could fight no more and hung passively waiting.