Disclaimer: This is not how BDSM is supposed to work. The keys to BDSM are consent and safety. Human trafficking is also very bad. But it’s all fantasy here, and these are supposed to be the bad guys in a longer work.
Feedback and criticism is welcome.
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Markus Fleisscher toyed idly with the thin loop of leather he held in his loose grip. The chain connected to it dangled gracefully toward where it lightly scraped the floor, making a rhythmic *skritch* *sxratch* sound against the elegantly stained hardwood floor in time to the efforts of the equally elegant, statuesque redhead bobbing between his legs about whose neck was clasped the collar attached to the other end of the chain. The woman’s proportions were exquisite, her skin flawless porcelain, her face delicate perfection, her submission complete. Natasha had been an expensive investment, theoretically at least, but he considered her to be worth every single cent he had missed out on by not selling her. And that would have been an exorbitant sum, in the tens of millions of dollars.