u/RubinLeutnant

A short (fictional) POV story (from the dominant female in the clip):

>I cinch the final knot, yanking her arms high behind her back until her spine arches and those pretty tits strain forward. She whimpers—perfect. My gloved fingers trace the rope biting into her soft flesh, then slide lower, pressing the crotch strand deeper until she’s dripping down her own thighs.
“Look at you,” I murmur, crop tapping her trembling ass. “Already broken for us. The Organization will love how easily you leak.”
She moans when I circle her swollen clit once, twice, then stop. I could ruin her right here, make her scream my name while she comes on the rope. But the session has a clock.
Soon I’ll untie her, send her crawling back to her cell. Then it’s my turn. I’ll strip, kneel at my Master’s boots, and offer the same body I just used on her. He’ll take what I give and more—reminding me whose leash I wear when the training ends.

She doesn't know how long she has been here already. She only hears a constant white noise along with commands played over Headphones sitting on her head. Her jaw is beeing held wide open with a plug at the front keeping it shut. Her eyes bound by some sort of rubber she just knows that she can just accept her fate when she notices a slight tug on the plug.