That river in Egypt

"Quiet. You're going to want to listen very closely to me. I have your phone, which means I have access to all of your contacts. I'm sure you can imagine what I can do with that, what unfortunate things I might accidentally send to those you know"
Damocles shut right up, the panic and desperation building into fear.
"I also have your wallet, which just so happens to contain your bank card. No need to worry about the money in there though, I changed your pin already"
It was dawning on him that she was in complete control, there was nothing he could do but submit to her. Even if it was against his will.
"I also have the key to your cuffs. And while that may not be too difficult to get around normally, I want you to imagine what I can do to you if I felt like it. Picture the photos I could take of you, and already might have taken. You're lucky I don't have anybody important to you to send them to... Oh wait that's right, I have your phone"
It was only getting worse and worse. He couldn't think, yet he was split between ripping the cuffs off and jumping through a window to leave this place at all costs, or submitting to her to avoid her wrath.
"I almost forgot about how I have the only key to your cage! How silly of me, but it's not like that one is so important. That little dick is staying locked up whether you submit to me or not, but your only chance at occasionally getting unlocked is if I decide not to toss the key. Oh and don't think I'm blackmailing you. You're going to become my pet either way, you have no say in this matter. What you do have a choice in is how much you suffer before you finally do give in. I'm just informing you ahead of time exactly what it is I'm going to do to you if you don't do as I say"
He was speechless, she fucking had him.
"There's a chair in the kitchen, and you're going to sit down on it so that I can tell you how your service is going to go"
He didn't say anything or move, just remained frozen in place.
"So Damocles, are you going to submit to me like you're supposed to, or am I going to have to get creative with how I make you regret your resistance?"