Old Baldy
Old Baldy by Soloist When you are in bondage, there is no such thing as unbearable The man was spread eagled on his bed. The penis vibrator with the velcro pouch contained his cockhead while it did a slow dance. As it had been doing for the past three hours. The afternoon had started out nicely. First he put on his hood with its gag in place. After setting the timers, he slowly set his bonds, first securing his ankle cuffs to the snap hooks on the rope across the foot of the bed. He worked slow, savoring the mounting excitement that went with each step. After adjusting the nipple teasers he placed the velcro vibrator on its guide wire and slid it down to take hold of his throbbing cockhead. He then connected the teasers to the battery pack on the waist belt and threw the switch starting the timers. Quickly he reached his arms out to the sides and padlocked his wrist cuffs to the chain stretched across the head of the bed. He felt the rush that he always felt when he snapped the lock that rendered him helpless. Then he remembered that he had forgotten to place the phone on the bed in case of emergency. It did not worry him, he never screwed up anymore. ...