Tieemup

I am swingin' so swingin' in the barn....

Once the jacket is on you, then I can take my time really putting you “in” the jacket. It takes a while, you see, for your muscles to grow tired, for the leather to slide around you and settle. I’ll want to tighten all of the straps, three, maybe four or five times. You’ll keep thinking it can’t go any further, that the thick padded leather has you fixed and frozen, but a few minutes later I’ll find a little slack, and pull the belts into the next notch or two.

It is so easy to control you once your arms and torso are completely out of commission. You won’t be able to turn the knobs on the doors, or stop me from pushing you around. Your hair will come off next. That’s the second step. It’ll only take a few belts to secure you to the chair. I’ll clipper off that long curly girly shit and shave the sides down to the skin. You will be confused as hell, angry and combative, maybe cursing at me…I’ll stay calm and in control. You’ll get used to my soothing voice, and in the end you’ll comply with all of my instructions. Deep down you know you want this.

The third step is the clincher. That’s when I slowly suck you off. Your brain won’t be able to process it. I’m a really good cocksucker, and you won’t be able to stop me. Any residual anger you might have will evaporate once I have your rock hard rod sliding up and down my throat. Any strength you had left from all the struggling will be spent when you orgasm. You’ll be a puddle, a weak and defeated worm. You will drift off to sleep in my arms because that is all you will be able to do.