Midnight
By now I had experienced enough “selfbondage” to know what really feels good and what it takes to really “get me off”. I try to go a little farther each time, pushing my limits, and adding that special kinky something to make my ordeal last longer and hurt a little more. I couldn’t stop thinking about what was going to happen to me Friday night into Saturday morning. If I didn’t chicken out, I was going to take selfbondage to the next level and I shivered when I thought of my plans. ...