Creep Keep

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Her condition has become more ingrained. She has been in the bum bar ring for 48 hrs. I took her arms out of have fun by fettering them to the back of the bum ring. Her ankles are chained together, thus, her gams can afford her tiny balance. She is made into a crunch pose and her only maneuverability is waddling on her ass. I am delighted that the monitoring system is completely implemented; now I can see her from anywhere. This is insufferable! My bum and back are permanently aching. How lengthy have I been like this? I dread if I attempt to recline I will fall over and not be able to sit up again. I have shown no complaint or resistance to his machinations — I dare not. I think this strategy is working as he has not threatened me. He lavishly loves the perverseness of this restrain bondage and the way he manipulates me. It predominates my mind. I am immensely dependent on him. My isolation has revved my mind to only him — I sight forward to his return, though this thought is abhorrent! I am famished and hungry — clearly, this is intentional, if I had to subscribe some aim to this frenzy I suspect he desires to manage me in a more complex manner; something beyond make, coercion and sex. He clearly is maniacal and very organized in in the methods he employs to terrorize me. This infernal bar he has locked on my head goes to the back of my tongue and has begun to rust from my saliva. The taste of metal is the only thing that wets my palate. The drooling is sustained — I am so hungry that I peak my head back and attempt to swallow it. This discharge is not the worst though. Desperate to unwind myself I wiggled over to the metal grill he has chained me to and ejected a crap thru the grate. I urinate on the floor boards. However it is a torturous effort I detected that I can roll onto my back and then my side. This has to be positioned cautiously for I can then use my tongue to eat up the piss.