The Art of Bondage
Added 2025-02-16 22:33:05 +0000 UTCEvery Friday night, I visit a person I only know by their last name, and they make me disappear. We have an arrangement where they bind and restrain me in elaborate ways, using equipment like armbinders, chairs, and hoods. As I surrender to my helplessness, I feel a deep sense of release and pleasure. It's not about romance or friendship, but about the intense sensation of being completely under their control. In those moments, I lose myself and become one with my bondage, feeling truly alive and free.
Comments
Beautiful Story. Also, the thought of you wearing high heels boud in in a spreadbar is just a sizzling and sexy. I loved the delivery
Abe
2025-02-20 02:05:43 +0000 UTC
