The bound boy's eyes widen as Mistress approaches, her heels clicking on the cold stone floor. She runs a gloved hand over his chest, pinching his nipples, making him gasp. She attaches clover clamps, their bite making him squirm. She smiles, enjoying his struggle. She traces his body with a whip, each snap echoing in the room. She pulls out a vibrating wand, pressing it against his throbbing cock. He bucks, desperate for friction. She laughs, "Not yet, pet." She pushes a plug into his ass, turning it on, making him cry out. She leans in, "This is your new world, boy. Embrace it."