Creep Keep

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Her condition has become more ingrained. She has been in the culo bar ring for 48 hrs. I took her hands out of have fun by shackling them to the back of the culo ring. Her ankles are fettered together, thus, her gams can afford her lil' balance. She is made into a crunch position and her only movability is waddling on her ass. I am delighted that the monitoring system is fully implemented; now I can observe her from anywhere. This is insufferable! My culo and back are constantly 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 likes the perverseness of this bondage and the way he manipulates me. It predominates my mind. I am enormously dependent on him. My isolation has revved my mind to only him — I view forth to his return, though this thought is abhorrent! I am famished and greedy — clearly, this is intentional, if I had to subscribe some objective to this frenzy I suspect he desires to manage me in a more complicated manner; something beyond make, coercion and sex. He evidently 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 salivating is constant — I am so greedy that I apex my head back and attempt to gulp it. This discharge is not the worst though. Desperate to loosen myself I wiggled over to the metal grill he has fettered me to and ejected a shit thru the grate. I pee on the floor boards. Tho it is a torturous effort I discovered that I can flip onto my back and then my side. This has to be placed cautiously for I can then use my tongue to munch up the piss.