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Before he could think about it he reached behind the back of the chair and locked his wrists together with the lock. Was I going to die? My heart was pounding so wildly that I could hear the blood gushing in my ears. I tried to pull back, but he grabbed my head by the hair.

It pitched about as we drove along a gravel road. As he fastened it he marveled at the ingeniousness of the simple de. He gave a small snort.

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Somehow the night was not as cold. In order to maximize the tease factor I remained nude and requested frequent body and personal massages. That's one, I thought. Next I tied a hangman's noose in the ends of all of the lines. His heart accelerated rapidly once he began placing the leather about his neck and limbs. The window lowered. All of the chairs four legs had straps mounted on them storie secure legs or wrist or both in uncomfortable positions.

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I don't want no cum on the seat! I drew a deep breath. It was a painful feeling but his erection did not go down for obvious reasons. I was driven by a compulsion. These tin snips may be a bit cold at first. He left through the passenger door, leaving it open. I had him tilt his head back. I was going to die. Just ahead was the for We split up.

To my amazement it was far too quiet. So I started to jog down the road. He was packed. I tightened one of the nooses around his balls and left it facing to his rear.

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It is probably the best restraint I have ever experienced. It was odd seeing the farm at night.

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The Boneage in his house was already low but he had been instructed to turn it down to 65 degrees. I tried to free myself but couldn't. He quickly secured the strap that went around his forehead and then pulled the gag strap a strap with an o-ring in its center to leave the mouth open and secured but allow for the passage of air and any fluids that might be need to too pass in the event that he gagged around his face and mouth.

My fingers were bloodless and my arms were starting to cramp. The bonds tightened to confirm their presence.

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As I untied his wrists he commented," Wow, I wish we had a video of that restraint. The Internet search was useless; all of the male bondage was either too complex, used props, chain or too much rope.

The bungee cord pulled his almost fully erect penis down between his legs and kept constant pressure on it. Put your hands where I can see them. He had taken his collar and cuffs with him into the bathroom so he could don them once he was cleaned up.

The jockstrap partly obscured my view. Then I had him spread his legs as wide as he could.