My daily task of edging in the morning and letting an image appear as I edge.Day 3, the Image: I a
My daily task of edging in the morning and letting an image appear as I edge. Day 3, the Image: I am lying down, my body is bound in a mummy position, rope coiled so many times all around my body, my arms at my sides lying straight down next to my body. An egg vibrator is placed inside me and a clit vibrator is placed on the right place, then my legs are tied in the same mummyfying position. The vibrators are off for now. I am given a fast dissolving psycho-muscle relaxant, which makes my mind empty and my muscles placid and weak. I am blindfolded and my mouth is taped over. Then they turn on both vibrators, on low setting. Immobile and helpless, lost in space and time, my entire existence is those agonisingly slow vibrations now. They feel good, but they don’t give me what I crave. I can’t even protest, firstly because of the effects of the drug. I can’t think much, but even if I think of something, my brain can’t quite command my muscles, including my voice, or my hands… But then my mouth is taped and my hands are immobilised too. Vibrations. A silent yearning. -- source link
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