"You liked it, huh?" You say, leaning over him as he has no range to move from the chair in the middle of the room, his arms restricted behind his back with straps and his legs strapped to the chair legs. He's panting, eyes dazed, sweat beading his forehead.

"It was.. uh..." He falters, looking down at your hand as it travel up his chest, hooking into the loop of his collar, the leather one you gave him, the one he only wears for you.

"Use your words." You order, sending a shudder up his spine and lodging the command in his mind, sending a spark through his body, you knew he always did better when there was an order to follow. Taking a shuddered breath, he bites his tongue before using his words, just like you told him to.

Such a good boy.

He always knows how to listen to orders. He was made for it.

"You're turning me on like crazy.." He mutters with a labored breath, his eyes glaring over slightly as you force him to keep looking into your eyes with your hand on his chin and the other one looped through the loop on his collar.

"What about me turns you on?" You ask, moving closer, your hand tightening slightly on the loop, pulling his face closer to yours, your other fingers pushing up under his mask, grazing his lips.

At the question, he falters worse, his eyes fluttering and rolling back as you tug him closer, the collar tightening slightly, still enjoyable for him, causing him to moan slightly, his eyes darting around the room.