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Living for Master
Date: 7/15/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Gay Male, Author: nunmoreblack, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
them. I noticed the gas had intensified and that the covers were now starting to glow. I maybe couldn’t feel much pain, but I could feel heat. My hands were getting warm and the covers around them glowed ever brighter, ever hotter. The gas stopped and seemed to be replaced with air as the heat began to become intolerable. There was then a strange sensation, my hands began to feel tight; the shiny plastic gripping them ever tighter. Fuck, my hands were being shrink-wrapped. I let out muffled screams as I tried to thrash about, of course to no avail. I was weak and my bondage was never going to be broken my feeble efforts. I began to cry. I could blink again and I was crying. The heating covers were removed and my hands had become shrunk wrapped lumps of plastic. “Don’t worry shitfuck, you’ll be having the most wonderful prosthetics on those stumps in due course.” I was mind fucked. I had no longer any idea what was happening or who I was. I was just a lump of flesh being abused and tormented for these black rubber and leather beings. I laid there, tears running down my face. I was done. ‘I’ was no longer. How could I ever get out of here? “..yes 43, well 38 if we can but nothing bigger than 39. He will be made to fit”. I was taking little in. I wasn’t interested. I was broken. My Leatherman, appeared again, and with unusual kindness wiped my brow and kissed me. “You’re going to be perfect slutboy, just perfect. Almost done for today; we’re all happy so far and so will you be ...