Eleven
A satiated Pattie leaves for the beach, satiated being a relative term with he/she who can no longer climax, never has climaxed. Still I feel a peculiar glow in bringing delight to one who takes such care of me: the food, the bathing, the release from forced chastity – however rare and without orgasm.
Now my mind returns to the slow suffering of horrid bondage. I sit with ankle clamps tied to the posts and forcing a wide spread. As stated, my neck collar is secured, right side and left high on the posts such that my backside barely touches the bedroll.
It has been hours since Bai left me. Gratefully Pattie’s tendance and life story have diverted my attention from the dull pain of slow cramping. Still the rules mandate that I suffer in silence; to learn discipline in accepting tha
