He removed the wand and tossed the box aside. And somehow the fact that they had yet to speak even a single word to each other made her feel even more like his property; a toy to be used for his pleasure. She imagined an endless line of men coming through—fondling her, using her, leaving her tied there all day. It was every bit as large as she had so often imagined it and now it was right there in front of her face. It was now very late and the airport was nearly deserted. It took all her determination to keep her attention on the backs of his legs as she hurried to catch up before the leash tightened. At long last she succeeded, although the struggle had caused her to bend halfway to the floor. Then, slowly, trembling in every limb, she straightened up. It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck between her legs. It was something neither of them had ever expected. She had no idea how long they sat there like that–it felt like a moment out of time.
