Waking up from what seemed like a blur after falling asleep watching television, you tried to stretch your arms but felt a tug after a few inches of movement. With a jolt, you found that your could mover your thighs but your calves wouldn't extend. But what was compressing your legs together wasn't the same material as your wrist restraints. Around your thighs reminded you of a coil of rope from an ex’s journey into bondage that you kept. Your wrist on the other hand you felt something more stiff and solid. But the inside was lined with something softer.
Getting a hunch, after jiggling your write you hard the raddle of chains hitting each other. ”Oh those are on nice and tight baby.” a voice quipped at you within the darkness of your room. You then felt a hand on your...
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