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Click here"Good boy!" She patted my head. She then removed my leather mitts, letting me wriggle my fingers for the first time in hours. I was now the most free I had been since we started this. The only restraints I had on were my ankle cuffs, which offered little to no wiggle room, and my left wrist was chained to my neck.
"You have 20 minutes to shower, do whatever you need to do, before I come back in here for you. When I come in, I expect you to be kneeling with your forehead on the floor, do you understand?" she explained
"Yes Goddess"
"Your time starts now." she said, starting a stopwatch on her phone.
I immediately hopped into the bathroom, and relieved my bladder. I then hopped into the shower, and took a long hot shower. Washing and drying myself was difficult, but not impossible with the restraints. I even had time to brush my teeth, then knelt on the floor as directed.
The 20 minutes passed and Kelly came and stood in front of me.
"Good boy, I'm glad you've accepted that escape is impossible" she beamed. She put the leather mittens back onto my hands, and then cuffed them behind my back, after removing my left wrist from the collar. She must've felt confident in my submission to let my arms free, even if for only a brief moment. I did have on leather mittens though, so it's not like I could run very far before I encountered a door. I also could only hop so there was that.
"This is going to be the routine from now on." She explained. "Once when I wake you up, once after lunch, and once before bed."
Damn, she really thought this through.
"Now follow me," she ordered.
Surprisingly, she started to walk up the stairs and then the other flight back to our bedroom. I hopped after her, and finally made it to the room.
"Open your mouth," she demanded.
I opened wide, as she inserted a black ball gag into my mouth. She tightened the strap, and added a padlock in the back to lock it in. "I don't want you suffocating because you have a stuffy nose, so I'll be nice and use a ball gag." she explained. "Now get in bed."
We had never done bondage overnight, so I was curious what her plan was. I guess it was to sleep as usual, but with me bound.
"You may be my prisoner but I still want to sleep with you," she said after seeing my confused expression. After being treated as a slave and locked away for so many hours, I didn't think I'd be sleeping on my bed tonight. I hopped into bed, and she hopped in next to me.
"This is gonna be such a fun month" she whispered into my ear, before falling asleep.
- COMMENTS
Vulcan_in_Ohio8 months agoVery dark story. He may permanently lose use of his hands with this type of treatment, if not his marbles. Camera monitors don’t sound alarms if the subject vomits into the gagging socks or otherwise can’t breathe. One never, ever leaves a bound and gagged person alone, not to chat with one’s girlfriend, not for anything. A safe word is sacrosanct. The wife clearly doesn’t love her husband. She tortures and starves him against his will. There is no eroticism in this story (supposed to be an erotic website). One star is the lowest I can give; zero is what this deserves.
Anonymous9 months agoThis story could be salvaged if there were any indication that the guy is into it. Maybe he wanted to be dominated by two women all along, maybe foot fetish was his secret turn on that his wife has picked. But no, it’s just rape, there’s no bdsm into that since the wife just ignored him begging her to stop.
Worst of this all is that in the world we live in, even if a bruised and beaten guy with a broken thumb and a dangling handcuffs would show up at the police station, there’s no guarantee he would get help, and he would need a good divorce lawyer not to lose everything.
Bottom line is that if you practice bdsm, you need trust and established boundaries with your partner. Here they didn’t even have a safe word agreed. And don’t marry the crazy, I doubt there were no red flags before.
Anonymous10 months agoI would classify this story as non-consent one, not BDSM, but other than that - a really enjoyable fantasy!
