Isn't he just such a good pawrest?

You wait patiently in complete darkness, your mouth forced open by the mask's thick silicone tube. The straitjacket pulls your arms tightly across your torso into a self-hug that you have no chance of ending alone. You've trusted me so much to get you in this position; what a good boy you've been for me.

Something quickly forces your shoulders down, planting you even deeper in my couch cushions. You feel your midsection start to tilt sideways, yet nothing's touching you. Something slender plants itself onto the couch next to you, leaning slightly into your upper right arm, and then the tilting stops.

You wait, but nothing happens. It's hard to tell how much time has passed with your fogged mind. Maybe three or four minutes? But finally you start to feel some pressure forming on your mid-back. It grows so slowly that you hardly even notice your lungs start to burn until it's too late. Your lungs scream for air, demanding all your attention. Instinctively, nothing else matters to your body but keeping itself alive.

And that's when the beating begins.

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So it turns out I realllllly like being held in place by metal >/////> truly the most rigid of binds

Longer videos to come soon~

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