Escape to Bondage

Jul 28, 2015

My TV rubber maid must have thought she had escaped from my clutches when I finally set her free from her time incarcerated in metal bondage behind bars in Cell Block M at Hanwell Towers.How wrong can one slave be? I had earlier performed a total rubber slut transformation to feminise my slave completely and dress him up like the servile slut he secretly is.

Once I was happy with my creation of a rubber maid I took him to my suspension room for top to toe shrink-wrapped bondage on the throne chair in front of the wall mirror in order that he could see exactly how helpless he was. The addition of cock ball and arse electrics was followed by more rstriction as I put him in the cells with metal collar, cuffs and leg irons to ensure that not only was there no possibility of escape but also his movement within the cell was severely resricted. A full hogtie in metal restriction was the final touch before he was left in isolation for a while to contemplate his many sins. His escape when it came was simply to more bondage: this time on the medival bench where his nurse tested his limits to the full with a series of clinical torments that included gags and a nose hook holding him in place to watch hardcore bondage film on the clinic's widescreen TV as the Venus wanking machine drove him to a frenzy of lust. It all culminated in a blessed relief that he clearly badly needed.

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