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Wrapped Up Indefinitely
He flops me onto the bed and drags me into the centre of the mattress. Ā Iām tightly encased in layers of pallet wrap and duct tape from head to toe. The last words I hear him say āhope you are nice an comfyā¦gonna be here a whileā. Ā He slips the headphones over my shiny covered ears then finishes his work by stuffing a pecker gag in my mouth and strapping it tight. Ā Sight, sound, and mobility deprived, I am reduced to thoughts, feelings, grunts, and groans. Ā He leaves the room, turns off the light, and closes the door. Ā He has left and taken my right to move, see, or hear with Him. Ā
Ā He controls the narrative. Iām no longer a he or him. Ā Iām His āthingā. Ā Iām an objectā¦an āitā. Ā In complete darkness I wait. Ā My only escape from this storage is through Him. Ā I desperately want to be able to sense his presence; at the very least know what is going on around me. Ā Then Iād have some concept of time, how long Iāve been here, and when he might come for me. I know nothing. Ā Just that I have to wait in the darkness and silence he has orchestrated.
Ā Eventually, I give in to the sensory deprivation, and drift off. Vivid random images appear that have no context or no meaning. Ā Every so often I snap back to the reality of my predicament, then slowly drift away again. Is he coming for me at allā¦Iām cocooned and warmā¦and it matters less and less.
Ā Iām woken by him removing the gag. Ā Though I have achieved a stasis of comfort, the abrupt awakening into this environment is a shock. Ā My body and mind have been managing the captivity, but I would happily accept release and secretly pray for it. Ā He leans me onto my side and I feel him tearing a hole in the plastic and tape armour. Ā A whoosh of cool air flows from the opening, and I momentary believe I may be granted freedom. Ā That is, until I realize where the hole has been made. Ā Iām flipped on my belly. The pressure on my chest makes breathing a far more arduous task.
Ā He places a couple of pillows under my abdomen to jack knife my pelvis. It helps alleviate the pressure on my lungs, but it also props my ass in the air. He was benevolent enough to return my hearing just in time to note the sound of the lube bottle pop open. Ā He greases my pucker and in mere seconds, His cock is hilt deep, balls squishing into the base of my ass crack with each thrust. Ā He held Himself there for a minute, firmly planted and stretching my hole. Ā āYou belong to me. Ā Your hole belongs to me. Ā Iāll keep you here for days just feeding your ass loads of cum. Ā Wouldnāt you like that pig?ā āYes Alpha.ā I replied as Iāve been instructed to reply regardless of my desire for such predicaments.
It was a fast and furious slam fucking. As he neared ejaculation, he gripped the back of my head with both hands and smothered my face into the mattresses. I was being asphyxiated, face down in a prone position and all I could do is lay the and accept the rough ploughing of my hole.
He didnāt last long. Ā Not sure if it was the absolute control that had him cumming so quick or the understanding that it was impossible for me to breathe; regardless, I was now filled with his seed. Ā A plug was grabbed from the nightstand and used to collected some of the cum dripping from my gaping cream filled hole. Ā He then wiped the jizz from the toy under my nose before pushing it up into my gut, keeping the cum plugged up my ass. Ā Getting my ass plugged was not an indication that he was done holding me in storage.
Ā Noā¦I would not be released. I was flipped onto my back again, and earphones applied, thankfully no gag. Ā But there I was again in complete darkness, alone and at the mercy of His time and agenda. I tried to find a groove of relaxation again after the interruption, and I never fully did. Ā It was the sensation of the fat plug up my ass that took all of my attention. Ā Initially it felt pretty good stuffed inside me. Ā Iād tighten my hole and feel it rub against my prostate. Ā I could at least derive some pleasure. Ā However, after about an hour of pleasure, my sphincter muscles started to ache from being constantly propped open. Ā Ugh.
Ā It must have been about two hours later when he climbed back onto the bed. Ā I was wide awake in complete darkness, trying to distract my thoughts from the plug invading my ass. Ā He took off the headphones again, straddled my arms and chest and flopped out His cock and balls onto my chin and mouth. Ā They smelled of man musk. Ā āLick and suckā he commanded. Ā I started licking his balls and Ā as he pushed his cock closer, I gave it a tongue bath too. Ā This got him hard so he propped up pillows on the headboard and dragged my helpless body up against the pillows. Ā Once in place, he pushed his cock into my lips signalling to me to open wide. Ā Before the face fucking began he made me a deal. Ā āIf you can handle five minutes of me fucking your face and gag less than 7 times, Iāll take the plug out of your ass.ā Ā
I didnāt even get a chance to say āokā and his cock was pumping in and out of my throat. Ā Thanks to lots of deep throat practice since the signing my Dom/sub contract, I got away with only gagging 4 times before he finished by jerking off on my nose and mouth.
Ā Given that he is cutting deals with me about leaving the plug in or out, I draw the conclusion that I was still not getting outā¦after whatā¦3 ā 4 hours? Ā It was when the headphones went back on and I was trying to adjust back into my comfort zone that he began unwrapping and unlocking my dick from its chastity cage. I surmised I was about to be a reward for my trail. An edge and cum session to conclude the session. It would feel so good to have my cock played with after months of chastity. Ā
He touched my cock only to insert a catheter tube into it. Ā Then he set up a hydration bag for me to suck down fluids. Ā This was indicative of a much much longer stay that I had figured on and it took some time to adjust from a state of panic.
Ā My head and heart settled down. Rest came easy with my bladder drained and the plug out of my ass. Ā Thoughts about escape came and went, but overall I was managing the next few hours like a champ. Ā Or at least I thought it was a few more hours. Ā
Alphaās third return was approx. 6 hours into the session. Ā He said he was about ready for bed so he should take care of something. Ā That something was not me. Ā It was his bladder. Ā He once again pushed his cock against my lips, and I opened my mouth like a good boy. His piss began trickling into my mouth. The occasional stream landed onto my chin, rolled down the side of my face, and rested at the back of my neck inside my waterproof enclosure. Once I had gulped down every drop of his warm golden fluid, he promptly hopped off the bed, turned off the lights, vid me adieu, and closed the door.
Ā I was fucked, plugged, face fucked, catheterised, and used as a urinal. I could smell and taste his bitter piss. I could feel and taste my salty cum-encrusted moustache when I ran my tongue along it. So many sensations of discomfort. It was time to get out. He begged to differ.
Something about this narrative that really pulls me in.
Rubber. So tight, so slick - encasing, enfolding, converting, perverting, transformingā¦
You feel it, tight across your skin - enfolding your whole body. Not a single millimetre of your body is left uncovered: you feel that calming, tingling tightness stretch over your arms, your thighs, your chest, your arse, your cock, your hands - it even squeezes between your toes, around your balls - and pushes up into the hungry buzz of your twitching holeā¦
The hood enfolds your head. It is tight, dark, silent and sightless - it is already smooth and slick with the sweat that oozes from what was once your skin - at least, before the rubber became your NEW skin.
The sensations are overwhelming: the heat, the tightness, the slick trickle of your trapped sweat caught within the insulating rubber. You reach down blindly - try to touch your cock; your gloved hands feel the pulsing thrust of your perverse arousal, but you are denied true pleasure - rubber merely meets rubber, and you find that you cannot truly feel their stroking touch; frustrated, you try to pull off the restricting rubber sheath, but it merely tightens its grip, squeezing painfully around your encased and straining cock. You try to scream - but the rubber already fills the hole that was once your mouth; it slicks over your tongue, fills your throat, and finally silences every sound you try to make. All that now issues from the slick red tube is a wet gurgling moan - accompanied by the squeaking sound of rubber upon rubber.
You should be terrified - and yet your urge to struggle, your need to fight, slowly seems to seep away from you: as if it is being sucked from your soul by the endless, beautiful onslaught of pressure, of heat, and of muffling pleasure. You know you should resist, and yet - despite the fear, despite the pain - despite the knowledge that the rubber now coats you - defines you - you find yourself yielding to a growing hunger to simply submit - to let go, surrender, forget, relax⦠Distantly, you realise that the rubber is slowly CONSUMING and ERODING you - taking your body, your identity, your mind - and yet, you find you no longer care. You relax - let go - embrace the transformation - and BECOMEā¦
AND,
Become a 24/7 Rubber Drone.
A human converted into a pleasure drone for its brother drones to use
Wet well written. Perfect description of gimp mind space
100 Reasons NOT To Kill Yourself
1. We would miss you. 2. Itās not worth the regret. Either by yourself if you failed or just simply left scars, or the regret everyone else feels by not doing enough to help you. 3. It does get better. Believe it or not it will eventually get better. Sometimes you have to go through the storm to get to the rainbow. 4. Thereās so much you would miss out on doing. 5. There is always a reason to live. It might not be clear right now, but it is always there. 6. So many people care, and it would hurt them if you hurt yourself. 7. You ARE worth it. Donāt let anyone, especially yourself, tell you otherwise. 8. You are amazing. 9. A time will come, once youāve battled the toughest times of your life and are in ease once again, where you will be so glad that you decided to keep on living. You will emerge stronger from this all, and wonāt regret your choice to carry on with life. Because things always get better. 10. What about all the things youāve always wanted to do? What about the things youāve planned, but never got around to doing? You canāt do them when youāre dead. 11. I love you. Even if only one person loves you, thatās still a reason to stay alive. 12. You wonāt be able to listen to music if you die. 13. Killing yourself is never worth it. Youāll hurt both yourself and all the people you care about. 14. There are so many people that would miss you, including me. 15. Youāre preventing a future generation, YOUR KIDS, from even being born. 16. How do you think your family would feel? Would it improve their lives if you died? 17. Youāre gorgeous, amazing, and to someone you are perfect. 18. Think about your favourite music artist, youāll never hear their voice again⦠19. Youāll never have the feeling of walking into a warm building on a cold day 20. Listening to incredibly loud music 21. Being alive is just really good. 22. Not being alive is really bad. 23. Finding your soulmate. 24. Red pandas 25. Going to diners at three in the morning. 26. Really soft pillows. 27. Eating pizza in New York City. 28. Proving people wrong with your success. 29. Watching the jerks that doubted you fail at life. 30. Seeing someone trip over a garbage can. 31. Being able to help other people. 32. Bonfires. 33. Sitting on rooftops. 34. Seeing every single country in the world. 35. Going on roadtrips. 36. You might win the lottery someday. 37. Listening to music on a record player. 38. Going to the top of the Eiffel Tower. 39. Taking really cool pictures. 40. Literally meeting thousands of new people. 41. Hearing crazy stories. 42. Telling crazy stories. 43. Eating ice cream on a hot day. 44. More Harry Potter books could come out, you never know. 45. Travelling to another planet someday. 46. Having an underwater house. 47. Randomly running into your hero on the street. 48. Having your own room at a fancy hotel. 49. Trampolines. 50. Think about your favourite movie, youāll never watch it again. 51. Think about the feeling of laughing out loud in a public place because your best friend has just sent you an inside joke, 52. Your survival will make the world better, even if itās for just one person or 20 or 100 or more. 53. People do care. 54. Treehouses 55. Hanging out with your soul mate in a treehouse 55. Snorting when you laugh and not caring who sees 56. I donāt even know you and I love you. 57. I donāt even know you and I care about you. 58. Because nobody is going to be like you ever, so embrace your uniqueness! 59. You wonāt be here to experience the first cat world emperor. 60. WHAT ABOUT FOOD?! YOUāLL MISS CHOCOLATE AND ALL THE OTHER NOM THINGS! 61. Starbucks. 62. Hugs. 63. Stargazing. 64. You have a purpose, and itās up to you to find out what it is. 65. Youāve changed somebodyās life. 66. Now you could change the world. 67. You will meet the person thatās perfect for you. 68. No matter how much or how little, you have your life ahead of you. 69. You have the chance to save somebodyās life. 70. If you end your life, youāre stopping yourself from achieving great things. 71. Making snow angels. 72. Making snowmen. 73. Snowball fights. 74. Life is what you make of it. 75. Everybody has a talent. 76. Laughing until you cry. 77. Having the ability to be sad means you have the ability to be happy. 78. The world would not be the same if you didnāt exist. 79. Its possible to turn frowns, upside down 80. Be yourself, donāt take anyoneās shit, and never let them take you alive. 81. Heroes are ordinary people who make themselves extraordinary. Be your own hero. 82. Being happy doesnāt mean that everything is perfect. It means that youāve decided to look beyond the imperfections. 83. One day your smile will be real. 84. Having a really hot, relaxing bath after a stressful day. 85. Lying on grass and laughing at the clouds. 86. Getting completely smashed with your best friends. 87. Eating crazy food. 88. Staying up all night watching your favourite films with a loved one. 89. Sleeping in all day. 90. Creating something youāre proud of. 91. You can look back on yourself 70 years later and being proud you didnāt commit 92. Being able to meet your Internet friends. 93. Tea / Coffee / Hot Chocolate 94. Sherlock season three. 95. Cuddling under the stars. 96. Being stupid in public because you just can. 97. If you are reading this then you are alive! Is there any more reason to smile? 98. being able to hug that one person you havent seen in years 99. People care enough about you and your future to come up with 100 reasons for you not to do this. 100. But, the final and most important one is, just, being able to experience life. Because even if your life doesnāt seem so great right now, literally anything could happen
IF that isnāt enough:
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if u see this please re blog. never scroll past this. you never know who may need to read this.
This Is some stuff that neeeeeeds to have a reblog
@ojayper
needed this ~u~
āWhat do you mean with a code word, boy? There is no need for a code word! Do you think we are playing a game? Shut up and take the gag, then I will explain you your needs. I do exactly know what is good for you and your mind is fully revealed to me. I can promise you that your body is able to communicate. Speaking is not needed and surely not the right way of communication for a rubber pup. Therefore not allowed and must be prevented by gagging techniques. The gag is inflatable and very efficient. You will have to get used to it, since you will wear it every day for several hours. The gag is kept deep in your mouth with a leather belt behind your neckĀ and of course secured with a lock.
As I already told you yesterday you will be locked in chastity as long as you are in rubber. And as a rubber pup you will wear your rubber suit 24 hours a day. Even overnight you will sleep in rubber. There will be times where additional layers of rubber are added, there will be times where a layer of leather is added, you will be additionally kept in bondage for very long periods, but you will at least kept in one layer of rubber for the rest of your life. Yes, boy! That means that you will be kept in chastity for the rest of your life, too! The rubber suit and the massive chastity device beneath are design for long term wear. Both have integrated cleaning and body healthcare functionality, which can be applied without the need of removal.
Now you can imagine that your horniness will arise from all the rubber and bondage. That is certainly wanted. I will do anything to keep you on very high levels of horniness and sometimes nearly on the edge with no release. But a rubber pup in this state must be gagged all times. This is very important, because of his sex drive and his high horniness with no possibility to ejaculate it normally will have many complaints. Annoying complaints in verbal form must be absolutely prevented. Strict gagging rules will help to prevent. A gagged rubber pup will still be able to make noises like grunts and moans. But these noises are welcomed and will become part of the non-verbal communication, which is a very important feedback for the master. Your body movement and your moans will reveal your level of horniness to me. So I“m able to react at any time, if adjustments on stimulations are needed.
You will become an endless horny rubber gimp, never allowed to ejaculate, but always throbbing pre-cum, hooded and gagged many hours a dayĀ and never released from your rubber and chastity confinement!ā
Wrapped Up Indefinitely
He flops me onto the bed and drags me into the centre of the mattress. Ā Iām tightly encased in layers of pallet wrap and duct tape from head to toe. The last words I hear him say āhope you are nice an comfyā¦gonna be here a whileā. Ā He slips the headphones over my shiny covered ears then finishes his work by stuffing a pecker gag in my mouth and strapping it tight. Ā Sight, sound, and mobility deprived, I am reduced to thoughts, feelings, grunts, and groans. Ā He leaves the room, turns off the light, and closes the door. Ā He has left and taken my right to move, see, or hear with Him. Ā
Ā He controls the narrative. Iām no longer a he or him. Ā Iām His āthingā. Ā Iām an objectā¦an āitā. Ā In complete darkness I wait. Ā My only escape from this storage is through Him. Ā I desperately want to be able to sense his presence; at the very least know what is going on around me. Ā Then Iād have some concept of time, how long Iāve been here, and when he might come for me. I know nothing. Ā Just that I have to wait in the darkness and silence he has orchestrated.
Ā Eventually, I give in to the sensory deprivation, and drift off. Vivid random images appear that have no context or no meaning. Ā Every so often I snap back to the reality of my predicament, then slowly drift away again. Is he coming for me at allā¦Iām cocooned and warmā¦and it matters less and less.
Ā Iām woken by him removing the gag. Ā Though I have achieved a stasis of comfort, the abrupt awakening into this environment is a shock. Ā My body and mind have been managing the captivity, but I would happily accept release and secretly pray for it. Ā He leans me onto my side and I feel him tearing a hole in the plastic and tape armour. Ā A whoosh of cool air flows from the opening, and I momentary believe I may be granted freedom. Ā That is, until I realize where the hole has been made. Ā Iām flipped on my belly. The pressure on my chest makes breathing a far more arduous task.
Ā He places a couple of pillows under my abdomen to jack knife my pelvis. It helps alleviate the pressure on my lungs, but it also props my ass in the air. He was benevolent enough to return my hearing just in time to note the sound of the lube bottle pop open. Ā He greases my pucker and in mere seconds, His cock is hilt deep, balls squishing into the base of my ass crack with each thrust. Ā He held Himself there for a minute, firmly planted and stretching my hole. Ā āYou belong to me. Ā Your hole belongs to me. Ā Iāll keep you here for days just feeding your ass loads of cum. Ā Wouldnāt you like that pig?ā āYes Alpha.ā I replied as Iāve been instructed to reply regardless of my desire for such predicaments.
It was a fast and furious slam fucking. As he neared ejaculation, he gripped the back of my head with both hands and smothered my face into the mattresses. I was being asphyxiated, face down in a prone position and all I could do is lay the and accept the rough ploughing of my hole.
He didnāt last long. Ā Not sure if it was the absolute control that had him cumming so quick or the understanding that it was impossible for me to breathe; regardless, I was now filled with his seed. Ā A plug was grabbed from the nightstand and used to collected some of the cum dripping from my gaping cream filled hole. Ā He then wiped the jizz from the toy under my nose before pushing it up into my gut, keeping the cum plugged up my ass. Ā Getting my ass plugged was not an indication that he was done holding me in storage.
Ā Noā¦I would not be released. I was flipped onto my back again, and earphones applied, thankfully no gag. Ā But there I was again in complete darkness, alone and at the mercy of His time and agenda. I tried to find a groove of relaxation again after the interruption, and I never fully did. Ā It was the sensation of the fat plug up my ass that took all of my attention. Ā Initially it felt pretty good stuffed inside me. Ā Iād tighten my hole and feel it rub against my prostate. Ā I could at least derive some pleasure. Ā However, after about an hour of pleasure, my sphincter muscles started to ache from being constantly propped open. Ā Ugh.
Ā It must have been about two hours later when he climbed back onto the bed. Ā I was wide awake in complete darkness, trying to distract my thoughts from the plug invading my ass. Ā He took off the headphones again, straddled my arms and chest and flopped out His cock and balls onto my chin and mouth. Ā They smelled of man musk. Ā āLick and suckā he commanded. Ā I started licking his balls and Ā as he pushed his cock closer, I gave it a tongue bath too. Ā This got him hard so he propped up pillows on the headboard and dragged my helpless body up against the pillows. Ā Once in place, he pushed his cock into my lips signalling to me to open wide. Ā Before the face fucking began he made me a deal. Ā āIf you can handle five minutes of me fucking your face and gag less than 7 times, Iāll take the plug out of your ass.ā Ā
I didnāt even get a chance to say āokā and his cock was pumping in and out of my throat. Ā Thanks to lots of deep throat practice since the signing my Dom/sub contract, I got away with only gagging 4 times before he finished by jerking off on my nose and mouth.
Ā Given that he is cutting deals with me about leaving the plug in or out, I draw the conclusion that I was still not getting outā¦after whatā¦3 ā 4 hours? Ā It was when the headphones went back on and I was trying to adjust back into my comfort zone that he began unwrapping and unlocking my dick from its chastity cage. I surmised I was about to be a reward for my trail. An edge and cum session to conclude the session. It would feel so good to have my cock played with after months of chastity. Ā
He touched my cock only to insert a catheter tube into it. Ā Then he set up a hydration bag for me to suck down fluids. Ā This was indicative of a much much longer stay that I had figured on and it took some time to adjust from a state of panic.
Ā My head and heart settled down. Rest came easy with my bladder drained and the plug out of my ass. Ā Thoughts about escape came and went, but overall I was managing the next few hours like a champ. Ā Or at least I thought it was a few more hours. Ā
Alphaās third return was approx. 6 hours into the session. Ā He said he was about ready for bed so he should take care of something. Ā That something was not me. Ā It was his bladder. Ā He once again pushed his cock against my lips, and I opened my mouth like a good boy. His piss began trickling into my mouth. The occasional stream landed onto my chin, rolled down the side of my face, and rested at the back of my neck inside my waterproof enclosure. Once I had gulped down every drop of his warm golden fluid, he promptly hopped off the bed, turned off the lights, vid me adieu, and closed the door.
Ā I was fucked, plugged, face fucked, catheterised, and used as a urinal. I could smell and taste his bitter piss. I could feel and taste my salty cum-encrusted moustache when I ran my tongue along it. So many sensations of discomfort. It was time to get out. He begged to differ.
Something about this narrative that really pulls me in.
InMyBondageDreams: Ā I have a chronic case, anyone want to help me with the treatment?
Symptoms of Merinthophilia include:
Sexual interest in being tied up
Recurring intense sexual fantasies involving being tied up
Recurring intense sexual urges involving being tied up
Sexual preference for being tied up.
Ā Treatment options for Merinthophilia may include (but not limited to):Ā
Handcuffs
Ropes
Straight Jackets
Sleepsacks
Duct Tape
Saran Wrap
Leather or Rubber Restraints
Various Metal Restraints
Suspension
Chastity
Any other appropriate forms of bondage
If you or someone you know suffers from Merinthophilia please see seek treatment as soon as possible, a knot is a terrible thing to waste.
Hmmm, I wonder if I can start a support group for the guys that suffer from this, I certainly know how to treat the symptoms
Of course the last thing I would want to do is cure it.
So naive. You think you are experienced. You think you know bondage. Do you know boredom? You thought you would be having fun when you let me strap that tight hood over your gagged mouth. You willingly put your arms into my straitjacket, and stood there patiently, hard as a rock as I secured each strap.
Then I sat you down and applied just a few simple straps around your waist, shoulders, thighs and ankles, fixing you firmly to the chair. You sat there expecting something to happen. I am sure you were dripping precum in those tight leather jeans.
But nothing happened.
After awhile you began to squirm, moan and struggle. You wondered what had happened. Had I left the room? You tried to call me through the gagā¦nothing you tried to say was comprehendible. You pulled against every strap, attempting to escape with all your strength. But I knew the ties would hold. Bondage isnāt real until you really wantā¦really NEED to get out. And for an hour or so you worked up quiet a sweat experiencing real bondage.
Eventually you tired yourself out. You quieted down, and seemed to accept your situation. Your muscles became too exhausted to continue to struggle against the unrelenting restraint. You receded into the leather, and for the first time you became part of the bondage. It permeated your very being.
I sat from across the room the entire time, watching you. This was never about you getting you off.
Story by: @TopDreamsFromBeyondDarkness topdreamsfrombeyonddarkness.tumblr.com
Credit to: https://submissive4dominant.tumblr.com Ā Ā
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That sub is a great writer and a twisted fuck and I donāt just say that to be nice!
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Now that he is no longer needing it, who is going to take his place in the cage?
Fag constantly complained about being in the cage day and night, he was such a pain in the ass, master allowed him out for an hour a day
But before master was set to put the fag away, he had an idea, why not ask the fag if it would like to live outside the cage.
Of course the fag groveled and thanked master to be allowed out, he was so damn annoying, master had the fag zipped into a dirty smelly dog sack.
When the fag asked master when he could go back to his cage, master said you are in your new home, then walkedĀ away laughing the fag fucked himself again
So cool
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Iām yes please
A true slave Master, making the slave tremble!
Yes, Master