Strung up in a predicament.
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With My collared slave having spent many extra hours in My presence for the second weekend running, I thought I would surprise him even further by summoning him to My dungeon the next evening for a more intense time in a session.
slave tate arrived at the scheduled hour totally oblivious to My plans for him. After his awesome latex experience last week, this time he would be subjected to My cotton string… and lots of it… *laughs with glee*.
With his arms and legs secured to two spreader bars, that left him completely exposed for predicament bondage. With no shortage of string, I could be as frugal or as elaborate as I wanted, there was no restriction. Having said that, sometimes simpler is better *WEG*.
Now I could work My magic with My fingers and tease and torment My slave in his hapless predicament. No matter which way he moved, it affected some part of his delicate anatomy!!!
I kept this torment up for some time until eventually I relented and brought his torment to a fitting conclusion with one gob stopping orgasm *winks*.
The life of a collared slave within My realm and under My power…
