What if this was my life? Kept, confined, restrained. Punished, defiled, degraded. All day, all night. What if his brutal slaps were our only point of contact? What if his piss was my only source of sustenance…and intimacy.
I’d love to experience my first ever head to toe mummification experience in Saran Wrap and duct tape if anyone is experienced and willing. 29F in Southern California, but I am able to travel.