She blinked and held still as I stepped close, close enough for the heat of my skin to stroke against hers. "I…" Her brow furrowed, and her lips pressed together as she arched to stare up at me. "I want you to tell me what to do," she said, with just a hint of a bite in her tone.

I chuckled at that. "Are you ready for chains, pet?"

Her frown eased slightly, head nodding, and she held her breath as my hand reached out to her. I moved slowly, waiting for any shrinking or retreat, but instead the pretty little human swayed in my direction, her hair stroking against my fingers, soft, golden, coiling around my hand.

"Arms up," I said, fighting my smile as her arms flew up over her head without so much as a pause. I grabbed up one slender wrist and fastened it into a padded cuff, using the pulleys to lift her arm high and taut, still resting on her feet but stretched fully.

Sonya leaned in, her chest brushing against mine, peaked nipples teasing lines against my chest. She whined and repeated her sway, pressing harder against me.

"Naughty pet," I warned, cupping her shoulder and pushing her back, letting my gaze glow down at her upturned face. "Hold still for your master."

She sighed as if relieved and nodded gently. Delightful. Untrained, but it would be so easy with her if she behaved so well all the time. I fastened her other wrist in another cuff, sliding it down so that the one MSA had given her was still available.

"You'll be able to reach that," I said, drawing her wrists together over her head, guiding her fingers to the smart watch. "And you can use your safe word."

She only held her breath and stared back at me.

If she had been a recurring client, or at least one new to me but not to the role of a submissive, I would've had her bent over, sucking on my cock, or riding it. Even now, it was growing thick, my blood called south by her scent, the sight of her, the way she held herself frozen and awaiting my instructions.

Orc bait, yes. Also a new client. Be careful.

I stepped slowly around her, rattling the chains hanging from the pulley system, watching the way the sound drew a shiver up her back. I flexed my hand again, drawing in the claws that wanted so badly to stretch and dig into her pretty flesh, leaving just the tips out to scratch carefully at her skin. I didn't sharpen my claws like some orcs, too risky in my work, but even dulled, my fully extended claws could do damage if I wasn't careful.

Sonya stretched up onto her toes and softened her upper body, arching into my touch, head falling back.

"Are you wet for me, pet?" I asked. I knew she was, I could smell it on her.