Davorin. He had kept me gagged after removing my blindfold, though he had unshackled my hands and one of my ankles.
“Unless you want to be whipped, Little Pet, do not remove this.” He had caressed the strap holding the rubber ball gag in place, my head nodding obediently
I had some freedom in the room, the chain reaching as far as the ornate mahogany door. Though I could barely touch the handle, my finger tips just grazing the curve of the brass.
He had told me that anything in this room was for me. There were a few bookshelves stuffed with all manner of books, literature, science, anything could be found on the shelves.
“At least I won’t be bored…”
Opposite from the bed stood a large, beautifully carved wardrobe, which upon opening, I could find a variety of robes and lingerie. Nothing in the wardrobe would fully cover me, but I figured that was Davorin’s intent.
Running my fingers along the hanging robes, I settled on a simple one made of an ivory toned silk and tied it around my slender form. The silk strained slightly against my breasts, my nipples poking through.