Have I mentioned how much I love extreme bondage? I know a lot of it is the year of cage training I had when you slowly layered more and more restrictive bondage on me while depriving me of my sense of sight, ability to speak, ability to hear, and finally ability to really even move, but when you allow me to settle in to that headspace with your voice in my ears and with the room at a comfortable temperature my mind is able to truly open and I almost feel like I can fly. It’s the ultimate reward for a good girl. My mind is able to take journeys and go anywhere. Despite the bondage, I feel completely free.
When I was in that state, I didn’t really even notice that someone else had entered the room until I heard the sounds of you letting someone else experience an orgasm. I was so out of my own body I barely felt when you took off my chastity cage and felt nothing as I spilled my saved-up mess. It wasn’t until I felt teeth on my sissy clit that I snapped back into my own body and really felt the full chill of the air conditioner you had blown on me. That brought back into my head in the room.
I am always happy with myself when I am able to surrender my body as an extension of you to please you. It’s something I never would have even thought myself capable of doing even one year ago. Now it seems that it is allowing you to have fun you hadn’t previously been able to have, and I love being able to serve that purpose for you.
I do continue to be amazed at all the ways you have found to make me spill my mess without allowing me to orgasm. I almost don’t even want them anymore if it means I get to experience those out of body experiences that come with the super restrictive bondage. It makes me wonder just how much my brain can take and the crazy dreams I will have when I will be caged overnight.
