She Lays On The Bed

She lays on the bed, legs spread wide, bound tightly to the bedposts, but loose enough to struggle.
She lays on the bed, arms parted and wrists fastened tight to the bedposts, but loose enough to struggle.
She lays on the bed, ball-gag fastened to her mouth, she cannot speak but she can make humiliating noises.
She lays on the bed, dog collar round her neck, its large buckles feeling cold against her soft skin.
She lays on the bed, clamps on her erect nipples, chained to each other.
She lays on the bed, dildo stuffed into her tight wet pussy, and held in place by her soaked panties.
She lays on the bed, butt-plug filling her bum-hole, also inside the wet panties.
She lays on the bed, squirming and whimpering, dripping and drooling, reduced to a filthy squelching mess.
He sits in the chair, and observes calmly, enjoying the entertainment as his bitch learns the hard way, who is in charge.