Extreme BDSM Story – No Restrictions by Matt

I really could feel a tear gradually operating along the part of my cheek . The cool metal associated with handcuffs, the various tools that held my fingers firmly behind my straight back, had been pressing sharply into my skin. Their pulse steadily; mine ended up being going a nonstop. “Could we be happier?” We asked myself by having a glassy-eyed laugh.

Happiness, i’ve heard, means absolutely absolutely absolutely nothing without sadness. “The heart could have no rainbow in the event that eyes had no tears,” a indigenous american proverb says. It’s true—here I lay, atop my Master’s chest that is bare fingers cuffed, human anatomy used, bruised and sore, a plug within my anus and nude aside from the padlocked chastity belt that covers my pussy and keeps a butt plug in place—and i possibly could never be happier or maybe more free. This case, i do believe to myself, is utopia contrasted past sleeping arrangements I’ve endured.

Twenty-four hours ago I became hunched over in a 4Г—4 cage, one scarcely large enough for your pet dog significantly less a human. My mouth ended up being gagged by having a ball gag. My collar ended up being padlocked up to a band at the end regarding the cage, hence forcing my check out the floor. a band ended up being guaranteed around my waistline and fastened to pubs at the top for the cage, therefore forcing my ass floating around. Read more