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I wasn’t a fan, but accepted to be seen like that at the end, chance to try it was more important than the discomfort of being a humiliating display.

I was an ordeal to get on to it, luckily we did all that in the backroom of the store, i would have been embarrassed to have others see how much i struggled to get that dildo up my butt, but then i was finally locked into it, naked, ankles in the shackles fixing me stand on that base plate, not allowing me to move away, but also the pole with the dildo keeping me in place, not moving anywhere and lastly my dick and balls firmly, almost painful, squeezed on the front into that contraption.

But the two guys from the staff then mentioned that it needed some refinements, before i could react, my arms were pulled behind me and some heavy cuffs ensures they stayed there, but just as quick then a silicone gag was forced into my mouth, aligned as needed and then with the straps around my head padlocked in place. Additionally then a large black cotton bag went over my head and was tightened around my neck, i could barely but still see something.

With that done, i was then by means of a trolley wheeled out into the store, right into that corner where this contraptions stood earlier, not without being noticed by anyone in the store, not just noticed, i saw all those mobiles taking pics and clips also, i had not thought about that either earlier, but luckily the guys pulled that cotton bag over my head making me an anonymous toy stuck in that contraption.

Little did i know that not only was i on every social platform available then, but also i was kept standing there until way after closure time, only after they re-stocked and cleaned up fully was one of them coming to release me…

I was exhausted from the long standing and the discomfort of my junk constantly squeezed in like that, but i smiled… Then the guy told me:

'We’re open tomorrow also, people surely enjoyed the display, if you want, come around at 9am and we can repeat that.’

On my laugh and response that i’d have to think about that, he added that they would dress me up as well, i could choose whether it was rubber, leather or army, it made me tilt my head, think twice… still my response was the same, i’d have to think about hat regardless.

I wasn’t a fan, but accepted to be seen like that at the end, chance to try it was more important than the discomfort of being a humiliating display.

I was an ordeal to get on to it, luckily we did all that in the backroom of the store, i would have been embarrassed to have others see how much i struggled to get that dildo up my butt, but then i was finally locked into it, naked, ankles in the shackles fixing me stand on that base plate, not allowing me to move away, but also the pole with the dildo keeping me in place, not moving anywhere and lastly my dick and balls firmly, almost painful, squeezed on the front into that contraption.

But the two guys from the staff then mentioned that it needed some refinements, before i could react, my arms were pulled behind me and some heavy cuffs ensures they stayed there, but just as quick then a silicone gag was forced into my mouth, aligned as needed and then with the straps around my head padlocked in place. Additionally then a large black cotton bag went over my head and was tightened around my neck, i could barely but still see something.

With that done, i was then by means of a trolley wheeled out into the store, right into that corner where this contraptions stood earlier, not without being noticed by anyone in the store, not just noticed, i saw all those mobiles taking pics and clips also, i had not thought about that either earlier, but luckily the guys pulled that cotton bag over my head making me an anonymous toy stuck in that contraption.

Little did i know that not only was i on every social platform available then, but also i was kept standing there until way after closure time, only after they re-stocked and cleaned up fully was one of them coming to release me…

I was exhausted from the long standing and the discomfort of my junk constantly squeezed in like that, but i smiled… Then the guy told me:

'We’re open tomorrow also, people surely enjoyed the display, if you want, come around at 9am and we can repeat that.’

On my laugh and response that i’d have to think about that, he added that they would dress me up as well, i could choose whether it was rubber, leather or army, it made me tilt my head, think twice… still my response was the same, i’d have to think about hat regardless.

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I have a dungeon that looks like this🖤❤️🔥🍆🍆👿👿

Honey, come sit with me. We need to talk. And no, it’s not about chores or where you left your socks. This is about us, our future … and your future anatomy. Frankly, darling, I’m tired of your cock in my pussy. It’s become predictable, mundane, even boring.

I’ve been working on something special for us. Something that will reignite the fire, but on my terms, completely controlled by me.

I call it “The Siren”. It’s not just another chastity belt, oh no. This is a masterpiece of engineering and erotic torture. Picture this: sleek titanium, encasing your precious package, with electrodes woven into every inch, calibrated to send shivers down your spine at the mere thought of release.

And that’s where the real fun begins. The Siren will monitor your arousal, keeping you tantalizingly close to the edge, but never letting you cross it. No more orgasms, no more squirting, just pure, agonizing tension.