Big Belly Men

This takes me back to early bondage experiences, and especially to my first experience tied by a captor who was merciless. The sense of the confusion and growing  excitement. He first gagged me and gagged tight, then blindfolded me into total darkness. Then the application of rope, first in one place then another, Apparently random but actually so that every attempt to struggle or stretch applied pressure where I did not expect it. I was mystified  and controlled together. Maybe I made the same sort of pointless, desperate sounds as the guy in this film. After - how long? - I lost the desire to struggle and utter sounds of resistance because I couldn’t even feel how I could struggle or make any strong sounds. Then he told me I was a good lad, that I had surrendered and it was time for him to play. I remember the interval of silence. Then he made his first explorations and I burst into a sort of paroxysm of rope-joy.

The oinks🐷🐷🐷