So tonight I'm lying on the wooden shelf above the cage.
I'm on my back, arms straight and parallel by my sides.
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When the final strap was in place she stepped back and clapped her hands together, looking like a child with a new toy."Oh honey, that's wonderful" she said gleefully. Now I can scratch my itch with all those men in the next room, and you don't have to worry about a thing.
You'll be safe in here."She then perched herself on the edge of the edge of the self and ran her hands over my unmoving body."Although I guess we'd better make sure it really is going to do the job properly...".
My wife added the cushions after telling me that she didn't want me to be in any unnecessary pain.
Of course, her definitions of when pain is and is not necessary probably wouldn't match most other peoples.
Although the shelf looks hard and painful there are a couple of concessions to my comfort.
My lower back and ass rest on a thin padded leather cushion that's riveted into the wood.
Author's Note: This is a fairly intense femdom story, with a blend of sensuality and extreme cruelty. I'm debating how to finish it off in perhaps 1 or 2 more chapters.
If you've feedback feel free to email it to me or find me via my blog at Chapter 1 - Prolog My wife says I'm the luckiest man alive. It's pitch black, cold and I'm staring up at the ceiling. The large number of leather straps holding my body in place make it the only option.
Hopefully it'll just be once more before I can get some sleep.