Chained

It seems as though all modern slaves are chained from time to time, for whatever reason. When the notion first was introduced to shayla, she felt very aprehensive, and only a little curious. Her terror of being restrained has always been equal to that of cameras. Yet another thing for her Master to train her in.

Valentine's day was the first time that shayla had ever been chained in any way. Her Master had long before planned on special ordering ankle- and wrist-cuffs for her to be chained with. Their introduction that night was still unexpected. Master had tucked the arrangement, including shayla's collar, out of sight, so shayla did not note them when she got home from work that evening. Master had had to run an errand at the last minute, so the house was empty when she'd gotten home. It was very disconcerting for her to go to where she'd left her collar and it not be there, badly enough that she'd called her Owner to let him know she couldn't find it. He said not to worry, just prepare for his return as he'd instructed her.

When he'd arrived home he ordered her to her knees, head and hands to the floor, eyes closed. Her first clue as to what was going to happen was the rattle of the chains as he pulled them from their hiding place. It was extremely comforting to feel him lock her collar on her throat, even though it was accompanied by the rattle of the chains as he locked the cuffs onto her wrists. A word from him and she stood, remaining still while he chained her ankles. After everything was finished he allowed her to open her eyes. It at first was frightening, even though her motions were only partially limited.

She felt a little like Jacob Marley in 'A Christmas Carol'. All that clanking and rattling. Frightening, but at the same time, a sense of pride. Her Master had seen fit to chain his property. Those of you who understand are smiling right now. Those of you who don't, how to explain it? Men rarely seem to decide to mark what they own as theirs. Only what they take special pride in, something they want to keep completely for their own, is marked as theirs.

Master ordered shayla to the computer to do her work on it while he finished dinner. It took a moment or two for shayla to figure out how to type with all the paraphenalia attached to her. She spoke to Master Rich about her puzzlement the next night....

shayla: set shayla to working on her journal entry, & she asked. 'how's she going to type with all this on?' Whoops, mistake there, he just took ahold of the collar chains, & very pleasantly said that he'd made them that length so if he wanted he could wrap them around shayla's collar, so her hands'd be right by her neck, then told her to beg, which she did, really earnestly, to get back on her journal entry

shayla: sheesh

Rich: ~chuckle~ I like his style. When a girl is confined for the first time, there's a bit of fear, and perhaps even annoyance. It's classic and entirely predictable

At least shayla knows she was acting in a way that could, to some extent, be expected *G*. After shayla completed her duties on the computer, dinner eaten and put away, she was relieved of all chains except for the ones going from collar to wrist. Those, she slept in for the night. This was the first time he had restrained her overnight in any way. For some reason it was very comforting for shayla, being chained in such a manner. She slept more peacefully than she normally does.

In the morning Master called her to him to serve him. It was another new experience for shayla, serving her Master's pleasure in chains. But at the same time it felt very fitting. Master seemed to enjoy it as well, using the chains to position and control her, calling her 'chained slut' more than once while he used her. It's something shayla will never forget.

As it was, the cuffs were not satisfactory to shayla's Master. So adjustments have been ordered. Master has not seen fit to physically restrain shayla since. Master normally does not seem to consider physical restraints necessary. A word from him is sufficient to keep shayla in a given position. At this early stage of her servitude, she knows better than to break a position he has placed her in.

Even so, she is looking forward to when he'll chain her again. Some type of sexual kink? A feeling that she deserves such treatment? Not in the least. It goes back to being placed in something that makes it clear to her and any observer that she is owned by him. A way of saying, 'this woman belongs to me'. Looking back, shayla realizes that she reveled in the feeling of being chained by her Master.

It was another symbol of what she was to him.

His property.

shayla