Infernalrestraints - Slink Keep

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Her condition has become more ingrained. She has been in the backside club ring for 48 hrs. I took her forearms out of have fun by fettering them to the back of the backside ring. Her ankles are shackled together, thus, her gams can afford her lil balance. She is shoved into a crunch stance and her only mobility is waddling on her ass. I am delighted that the monitoring system is downright implemented; now I can see her from anywhere. This is insufferable! My backside and back are regularly 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 enjoys the perversion of this restrain bondage and the way he manipulates me. It dominates my mind. I am enormously dependent on him. My isolation has revved my mind to only him — I look forth to his return, tho' this thought is abhorrent!I am famished and hungry — clearly, this is intentional, if I had to subscribe some purpose to this frenzy I suspect he dreams to manage me in a more complex manner; something beyond strength, coercion and sex. He obviously is maniacal and very organized in in the methods he employs to terrorize me. This diabolical club he has locked on my head goes to the back of my tongue and has begun to rust from my saliva. The taste of iron is the only thing that wets my palate. The spitting is constant — I am so hungry that I tip my head back and attempt to guzzle it. This discharge is not the worst though. Desperate to unwind myself I wiggled over to the iron grill he has shackled me to and exiled a crap through the grate. I pee on the floor boards. tho' it is a excruciating effort I detected that I can flip onto my back and then my side. This has to be placed carefully for I can then use my tongue to gobble up the piss.