Even if she had wanted to speak, all her brain would allow her to utter were quiet whines and gasps. Her eyes closed for a moment, relishing in the feeling of his hand around her throat, and her body arched further, offering herself to him.

It was only when the rattling of her chains reached her ears that she allowed herself to lock gazes with him again, a disappointed whimper leaving her mouth. The look in her eyes was almost desperate, a silent plea to be let loose... if only to please him.