Restraint session

I spent an intense moment with one of my submissives. Kneeling, legs spread wide and tied, completely exposed. The thick collar, mask, and nipple chains immediately plunged him into my world.

Then I rolled him into the fetal position, his feet and hands securely bound, my boots resting on him to remind him who was in charge.

Finally, I took my time wrapping him entirely in stretch film, layer after layer, until he became a motionless, silent object, totally at my mercy. A mummified slave, reduced to a human package that exists only for me.

That’s how I like to leave them: wrapped up, powerless, and completely mine.