Tales From My Secret Part of Life

Being locked up and left alone for a night is a common fantasy. But slavewolf got to live it:

After a long period of teasing me, she said it time to go to bed. I knew by her look where i was going.. She pointed to the cellar.. My head exploded with fear.. will i be gagged? Diapered? Blindfolded? Severely bound? Forced to stand up the whole night?

Luckily i was locked to the wall with the collar and had thigh shackles on hands and feet. I love the feeling of cold steel embracing me. And the restriction it has. She kissed my head good night and locked the door to our cell with a slam. I was again alone in the darkness, complete darkness..

I troubled a while to find the right position for a comfortable sleep, but managed to fall a sleep after a couple of hours (I think) I loose track of time after a while due to lack of daylight and sound. I slept rather nice, and was released by my wife in the day after. It was a nice little scenario, not too advanced though, but very pleasing to a tired husband.

Tales from my secret part of life

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