I don’t believe this. Mistress hasn’t been gone half an hour, and I’ve nearly maxed out my punishments. If something does happen to her – Goddess forbid! – and I’m left trapped down here, the pain will surely have me insane long before I finally die of thirst.
At last, I have myself under control again. I’m still terribly turned on by my dangerous predicament. But at least I’m able to think and act rationally now. I try to calm my heavy panting and bring myself as close to stillness as possible. Unfortunately, that’s the whole point of being in bondage for me: all that thrilling, wonderfully futile struggling. Having to remain still is the worst torment of all. Desperate for a distraction, I seize upon the same one I’d set out to find before I got so literally carried away. I breathe a qu
