After the Fantasy Con
33 photos; 9:24 video
I woke up after the long Fantasycon party – and realized the night wasn’t over yet.
I lay on the bed, chained tight with cold steel chains.
My hands were sealed in short fingerless leather gloves, and a tight leather restraint pulled both wrists brutally close together – no play, no chance.
In my mouth was a truly massive ballgag – my jaw already aching, saliva gathering, only muffled, wet “hnnnnffff” escaping.
Of course I was still wearing the glossy lacquer overknees – and my legs were extremely tightly strapped with the padlockable wide leather belts – thighs, knees, ankles – everything one single, gleaming column.
And then the vibrator started – strapped extremely tight in my crotch with a leather harness, buzzing relentlessly, keeping me in permanent edge mode while I tugged wildly at the restraints.
I jerked, whimpered, fought – all in vain.
The chains clinked, the belts bit deeper, the ballgag stretched my jaw even more.
No escape. No cry for help. Just me, the bed, the lacquer boots, and the endless vibration… waiting for release that might never come.
Close-Ups You’ll Replay:
- Fingerless leather gloves under the tight leather restraint
- Massive ballgag filling my mouth
- Lacquer overknees gleaming under the leather belts
- Vibrator harness strapped mercilessly tight
Audio: Chain clinks, muffled gag whimpers, leather creaks.
Tags: Fantasycon Aftermath, Chained to Bed, Fingerless Leather Gloves, Tight Leather Restraint, Massive Ballgag, Lacquer Overknees, Padlockable Leather Straps, Strapped Vibrator Edge, Helpless Struggle, Crossdresser Bondage
