With all of the straps finally in place, I really now felt like the bondage subject in the asylum. I was squirming in the straps, pulling my arms in the straight jacket, and knowing I was going no where. My head was off in another world I was feeling like the horny bondage subject in the asylum. The Binural Beats, along with the pot and poppers were turning this into a dreamy reality. I was the Boy who would be subjected to cock play and torment tests to see how long I could hold out.
I was so relaxed, and drifting in and out of a light sleep. I was consistently squirming against my bonds, while my cock was being teased, both by hand, as well as with the vibrators. My feet felt so nice and sweaty in my Sanuks, and it was like every time I could see a vision of the Sanuks, my cock got even harder, and I would pull against the straight jacket and the straps extremely hard, but I was going nowhere. I was beginning to wonder as how long as test asylum subject could I hold out before I would shoot. I was find this a combination of extremely relaxing, but also frustrating, because in one respect, I wanted to cum, but I was really enjoying this inescapable bondage role play scene to much, as I was being teased, tested, frustrated and relaxed, and feeling sedated, all at the same time.
Come back next week to see the finale.