Strappeddown
@strappeddown.bsky.social
You haven’t really worn a straitjacket until you’ve been forced into one. Five good men, coordinating their efforts to take you down, each responsible for controlling a single limb, and one to assertively introduce you to its unyielding leather confines.
I should have known something was up when coach handed me my uniform pants…but without the normal jock cup. I hadn’t gotten off in about three months so I happily complied and even voluntarily let him strap me down to the table. He then waited nearly an hour before he started to edge me.
January 18, 2025 at 7:39 PM
I should have known something was up when coach handed me my uniform pants…but without the normal jock cup. I hadn’t gotten off in about three months so I happily complied and even voluntarily let him strap me down to the table. He then waited nearly an hour before he started to edge me.