"Good girl," he purred, burying himself to the hilt and tightening his fingers around her bruised neck. "Next time I hold you here, you’ll be gagging on my cock. But not today and not with a blindfold – I want to watch your expression as you release control to me. I’m going to watch your eyes as your consciousness fades." She moaned as he released her neck and then pulled out before kissing her roughly again and then replacing the gag, turning it back into a bar. 