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Welcome home, boy. House rule number one: the shackles stay on. Now, let’s start the official tour.

Tracked. Controlled. Now keep pumping, boy.😈💪

Wait, please this has to be a mistake! You didn’t mean to tie me up, right? Come on, let me out, I’m begging you! No, don’t leave! Where are you going? Please don’t leave me like this! 🥹👉👈

Credit: Mouster2019

At a visit in jail in 2012 I had the pleasure to be put into my green PVC Boiler Suit and a straitjacket. Under the protective suit, I was only wearing a thick diaper and a Suprima PVC plastic pants. For once my feet weren’t sticking in rubber boots. Instead I was wearing my 14-hole Ranger boots. And to my delight they were kept apart from each other by means of a spreader bar. Getting into that gear alone caused me to sweat like hell. It was boiling hot in the suit because it was more or less air tight and didn’t let any air circulate. Thus I couldn’t vent the increasing body heat. The tight-fitting straitjacket reinforced that effect even further. It was a wonderful feeling of tightness and heat in that suit and the heat caused me pant quite heavily even when I wasn’t moving. But for the camera, I moved just a little, as you can see in this video.

(well, it's all just wishful thinking ...)