Goddess climbs on next to me and removes the cloth from around my neck. “Open wide!” she orders, and I comply. That big plastic ring is wedged between my teeth, holding my jaws spread open wide. The attached leather strap is wrapped tightly about my head and locked in place. Satisfied with my vastly improved bondage, Deity climbs off me and rummages in the bag herself. What she comes up with is an identical pair of supple, extensively perforated black leather belts. She hands one to Goddess, and they take up position bracketing my helplessly quivering ass.
“You have been extremely naughty,” declares Goddess. “Haven’t you, Slut-boy?”
Of course I nod energetically and truthfully.
“Very well then,” she grimly intones. “Let the first of your endless punishments begin. Deity, you may strike
