As a devoted and well-behaved pet, I live to serve my Master, anticipating his every desire with eagerness and submission. Today, I greeted Master at the door with the hope of being released from my role as his captive plaything. But Master had other plans for me... In a surprising twist, Master offered me a drink, a seemingly innocent gesture that masked his true intentions. Little did I know, this peace offering was laced with a potent elixir that lets Master strip me off getting me cuffed, shackled and gagged me and left with a note to say he'd be gone a while! I awake and wander out to the garden to eagerly await his return. Trapped and at the mercy of my Masters plan, I squirm and test my bonds, each movement a silent plea for his touch. The power dynamics are clear – I am his to command, his to pleasure, his to keep in a state of perpetual longing. Join me in this journey of captivity, where every second is a testament to my loyalty and desire to please. Will Master release me, or will he find new, inventive ways to use his obedient pet?
