House Arrest: To The Edge Of Insanity! 🥴 (Part 2)

With those words now put to song, echoing between your ears, a symphony on undeniable truth - Pure fact actually, thanks to your incarceration with me and the simple, yet catastrophic "No touch" stipulations that came with it, you finally begin to understand the full scope of your hopeless your euphoric situation:

You are no longer a "person", you are a "thing".

You are my personally "thing". My plaything, my object, my foo toy, and you will do (or not do) whatever the fuck I want with OR to you. You belong to me. You belong to these sexy, perfect soles. I own you.

How many times have you gotten to the brink of orgasm down there? 7 times already? Well, I've always had a thing for the number 33... 😏

To Be Continued...
xoxo
-Gwen 💋