Part two of their sadomasochistic dance, the slave's body remembers the rhythm. He sinks to his knees, hands bound behind his back, as Mistress applies clamps to his nipples, a sharp tug drawing a hiss. She attaches a chain, pulling it taut as she walks away, forcing him to follow. She sits, legs spread, revealing her glistening pussy. He leans in, eager to please, but she pushes him away, laughing. "Not yet, pet," she says, "Tonight, we explore new depths of your submission."