With a cruel twist of his wrist, he attached the chain from her collar to a hook in the ceiling, hoisting her head up until she was forced to stare straight ahead. The strain on her neck was intense, but the fear of what was to come kept her from speaking. The cold metal bit into her skin, and she could feel the stick inside her shift, the leather pressing against the walls of her pussy in a way that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

He picked up one of the syringes, the clear fluid sloshing gently as he approached her. The needle glinted in the dim light, and she couldn't help but whimper around the gag. He took hold of her right breast, his grip firm and painful, and without warning, he plunged the needle into her nipple. The pain was sharp and unexpected, making her body jerk against the restraints. He pushed down the plunger, the fluid invading her body, and she felt her nipple swell even more, the pain increasing.