Bondage chat ties me up. Literally, ties me up. I met Marcus in bondage chat room. Actually, I discovered the chat room on Twitter. Even kinky fetish places have a social media presence. We agreed to meet up. I am always leery of meeting strangers. They aren’t always who they say they are, but since I have no official master anymore, I miss being tied up. Bondage makes me feel so vulnerable and helpless. I need that. I need to have control taken away from me. I am a piece of shit and anything that reinforces what I already know makes me wet. Marcus was great at tying knots. He did a stint in the Navy and learned how to make knots no one could get untied. As a bondage whore, I was thrilled to be tied up by someone who knew what the fuck he was doing. The problem was he didn’t want to untie me. I was in his place, which I almost never do. I usually meet someplace neutral or at my place, but I was jonesing to be some one’s slave. I thought he was a normal man who liked to tie up chicks. He loves to tie up women and leave them on his bed for a few days. I pissed his bed, even shit on his sheets. Two days tied up with no water and no food, no bathroom. I did get a few cum feedings, but that was it. He finally released me and was like we should do it again soon sometime. Hell no. I love being tied up, but I don’t like the humiliation of soiling myself. I miss my master. I had no idea it would be so hard to find a new owner.
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