In the four years he worked for the company, Jacob wasn’t sure if he’d ever known a crueler mistress than Elena. To the men of the company, she was a cutie. Outside of the dungeon you would never know what she got up to in there. She was short, curvy, had a fantastic set of breasts and ass, and was known for being into things like stuffies like Chiikawa from Japan, and baby animals. She was extremely youthful, being only 23, but had an almost immaturity to her that led to her being mistaken for a teenager several times. 

In all honesty, Jacob found her very cute as well. The way she would smile up at him or give him puppy eyes to get her way for something and dammit it worked every single time. Seeing her sashay up to him in a leather dress strategically unzipped and stiletto heeled thigh high boots was already enough to get his blood pumping, then she’d flash a peace sign and wander off after getting what she wanted. She had found a way to weaponize cuteness against the men of the company and it worked extremely well much to the chagrin of the other dominatrixes who oozed sexiness and authority. 

But she stood at the top of the food chain because of how ruthless she was. It was like a split personality, the girl outside of a prison cell had an office with a large teddy bear named Rupert and would occasionally go around with cat ears perched on her head. The girl inside the cell? Inflicted some of the cruelest punishments ever. And that was saying something in a slaving outfit. The punishment she dealt out was enough to make Jacob turn away and she had drawn blood from the slaves more than once. Admittedly she was problematic, the damage to the slaves was a concern among the higher ups but she got results which was saving her ass for the time being. 

Elena was currently on his mind because she was walking down the hallway towards him right now. Looking absolutely divine in black leather thigh high boots, asymmetric black leather dress, and long black leather gloves with her brown streaked hair in a high ponytail, Elena had already batted her eyelashes at two of the men on her way past him and Jacob exchanged greetings with her before watching her march off down the hall, the clicking of her boot heels fading away. His gaze was pulled from her leather clad butt when another one of the collection agents tapped him on the shoulder. “Hey, Gary wants to see you.” 

A couple minutes later, Jacob knocked on his boss’s office door. “Enter.” He heard and opened the door. 

Gary was a big man but he was currently sitting behind his desk with a grim expression. “We need you to bring in Elena.” 

Jacob’s face fell. “What happened?” 

“Another one of her punishment ties. Slave has nerve damage in her hands. She’s damaged too many goods and is now a liability, so she is going to make up for that lost profit with her own body.” 

“Understood, when?” 

“Now, she’s working in room 10.” 

Jacob nodded and left the room. Walking down to the training rooms, he felt conflicted. He hated taking down coworkers. It happened occasionally, an occupational hazard of being a woman in a slaving facility meant there was always a chance you’d be joining the stock, but ever since he had been promoted up to a higher position and he was charged with occasional internal cleanup, he had to steel his heart. Things needed to be done for the better of the company, but he would miss her cute demeanor. It brightened up the mood for a place that was quite dark. 

Elena had already prepared the girl she was training by the time Jacob arrived and opened the training room door. The slave chained up in the cell was a Japanese girl, who had been dressed up with cat ears and a tail butt plug. She was cute, with the accessories accentuating that trait nicely, and hung by her wrists from a winch in the ceiling that kept her suspended in the air. Jacob knew that she was being set up to be a whipping target, but luckily for her Jacob was here to save her from a cruel fate at the hands of Elena. 

Said dominatrix turned as she heard the dungeon door open and her eyes widened as Jacob filled the doorway. “Jacob? What’s going on?” 

“I”m bringing you in.” 

Jacob gave her a heartbeat to process what his words meant before he rushed her. The room was spacious, but there was limited space for her to run and little to fight back with. Being a former linebacker, he was well practiced in bringing down his targets and the petite Elena was no exception as he wrapped her up and took her down to the floor. “NO! Jacob please! Let me go!” 

“No can do Elena, For what it’s worth, I’m sorry.” 

From his belt, Jacob took a set of hinged handcuffs and snapped it around her left wrist. While the gloves she wore protected her from the metal for the time being, she would soon be stripped of all her clothes. But for now, Jacob relished the opportunity to bind and gag a dominatrix as he captured her right wrist and snapped the cuff around it. 

Elena continued squirming the best she could underneath him, shouting for help despite knowing that the room was soundproofed and no one would be coming to help. If anything, the guys were gathered around a tv in one of the offices watching the live view of Jacob going to work on the resident cutiepie. Her ankles were next. Jacob spun around so he was still seated across the back of her thighs, but used his hands to deflect her booted ankles as she tried to kick him before another pair of handcuffs clicked shut around her boots. A third set of cuffs was then used to pull her boots against her butt as her wrists and ankle cuffs were connected into a tight hogtie. “How could you be so cruel?” She cried as he locked the cuffs in place.

Her short stature meant she made a very compact package all chained up. There were two components left, the gag and the collar. Both which were incredibly degrading to any dominatrix. The first was a panel gag, with a rubber imitation penis on the inside of the panel that he held up menacingly in front of her face. “No. Jacob you are not putting that in my mouth you put that down right now you gllllllggmmpph!” 

With her hands bound, there was no stopping him as he rammed the gag home and buckled it under her hair. Silently, he approved of her high ponytail that made it easier to gag her and he appreciated the unconscious thought on her side. The final piece was the leather collar. Rolling her over so she was facing up, Jacob held the collar out so she could see the words SLAVE on the front of the black leather. The tears were properly flowing now, and it almost made him feel bad for her as he reached down and used a padlock to lock the collar around her pretty neck. 

With her bondage complete, Jacob finally stood up off of her. The Japanese girl was still staring wide eyed as her tormentor had been taken down but she wasn’t a concern to him. Karma was a cruel mistress, and it had finally caught up to this cutie. Saluting the camera, Jacob walked out, looking forward to seeing her training on the monitors in the next week.