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Fruit of the Loom tubes.
Wigwam tube socks and Vans slides
I always wear tube socks when I wear shorts 🔥
I’m nothing but a gimp forced to smell rank shoes and socks.
Every Saturday night is date night for my husband and I, it always has been…the last few months things have been different, I’ve been left at home in the spare bedroom, bound tight and forced to sniff his work out shoes and socks from the previous week through a gas mask while he goes out on a date with someone else. He recently told me that he is really enjoying this arrangement much more than our old traditional date nights, and wanted to know if I felt the same way. I told him that I loved how happy he was, and spending that quality time with his week old workout shoes and socks was always my favorite pass time, but I couldn’t help but admit to him how “left out” I’ve been feeling, particularly how much I miss feeling his touch after we would come home from our date. He’s had me locked in chastity for 4 months now, and I haven’t been touched at all, where before we started this kinky charade he would constantly give me handjobs and blowjobs. He gave me a sweet, reassuring smile and told me that this Saturday he would make sure I didn’t feel so neglected.
Saturday came around pretty fast, and it seemed that he worked out even longer and harder that whole week. He kept telling me about the dinner reservations and the tickets to the show that he had for tonight, getting me all excited throughout the morning and lunch for a fantastic date that I’ve been craving for about 4 months now. He kept giving me flirtatious smirks and loving looks all day, and he even offered to make lunch for us- something he has always left for me to do. I was absolutely heartbroken when I suddenly felt extremely tired right after lunch, as I wanted to stay up and enjoy this romantic mood he was in; however, I just could not stop yawning, so I excused myself to bed and I don’t remember a thing after that.
I woke up bound, gagged, gas mask on and the familiar stink of my lovely husband’s rancid week-old workout socks and shoes as my only air supply that I was forced to sniff as my mouth was completely gagged. It was several hours later and I was back in my familiar Saturday night position, my husband was just finishing his freshening up and coming back to greet me as I came to. He stood over me, lovingly rubbed his foot on my face, then he bent down and started messing with something near my groin. I couldn’t see what he was doing, but I felt it instantly! It was some sort of vibrating device that he switched on, it was on a low setting, just enough to really rattle the metal cage and send chills through my entire body. He got down and whispered in my ear, “there you go boy, this ought to give you all of the touching you’ll need. Don’t worry, it’s on low and won’t let you cum, just lie there and enjoy the tease as you sniff my gym socks and I go out with another man. I love you” he whispered the last part, kissed my ear, and put the noise cancelling headphones over my ears. I spent hours and hours being teased and unable to move, just sniffing 7 day worn workout socks & thinking about what a great time my husband was having. I can’t lie…I do like it this way, much better in fact.
Hey that’s me! 😋
I’m nothing but a gimp forced to smell rank shoes and socks.
From this summers switchy play date with OctoPup (Recon). I bought a new breather gag that is essentially just the gag and tube; it’s a perfect fit for my triple strap hood. I put OctoPup in his sleepsack to try the combo out for some heavy sensory deprivation and isolation.
Had a fun bondage visit with my friend OctoPup (Recon). Here he has me in my Lycra gimp suit, ball gagged, blindfolded, in a hogtie, forcing me to smell his well worn gym socks. 🤤
New 45” all white Skatersocks
When the hush plug gets turned on 😏
Had a gimp over today for some storage and isolation.
Had a cute boy stored a while back. Left him like this while I got some work done at home.
I had a fun, switchy play date with my good friend OctoPup (recon) some time ago. Here is a clip of him gagged, hooded, and stored in his sleepsack.
There’s nothing hotter than a guy in head-to-leather, trapped in bondage. 🤤
Source: seabondagesadist
Being bound, gagged and hooded in a sleepsack is something I truly want to experience. I just can’t find any Doms, Sirs or Tops willing to do it to me..
Ooooo, that’s me!
Gimp gagged and ready for reprogramming.
Full spandex/Lycra suit with tube socks on
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Always fun to come across pics of mine shared on other blogs 😋 you must really like them 😘