Mistress Harmony dominating a slave
I was made to walk in front of my jailer, high on my toes as I have been trained. Since my ankles were hobbled, I could only take very short steps. This caused the bells dangling from my rings, to echo in the long hallways. Although they insisted in my total bondage, they rarely blindfolded me, partly in the belief that a male should be able to see the female, his superior in control, and be humbled before her. They believed this continued show of strength on their part was good for the male's overall training. So in my predicament I made my way up the great hall towards my fate.