Pushed to my knees, hands bound behind me, a ring gag fixes my jaw open. I relish this moment of immobilization and submission. I am an open hole to be used, and every ache I feel is transmuted to a sensation of pleasure as I wait for my purpose to be fu
What if this was my life? Kept, confined, restrained. Punished, defiled, degraded. All day, all night. What if his brutal slaps were our only point of contact? What if his piss was my only source of sustenance…and intimacy.
