By Suitandbondagelover
Sir leaves the dungeon and I find myself alone in this room attached to this cross.
I can only look at myself in the position of this gentleman prisoner. After a while I feel drool coming out of my mouth trapped in this ball gag.
The drool is getting harder and harder to contain and I can feel my shirt getting wet.
The whole night has made me very tired and I fall asleep despite the constraints but I cannot really sleep because regularly the dildo reminds me with an electric shock whose intensity is never twice the same.
Despite the awkward position I am in a state of euphoria and excitement.
Suddenly the dungeon door opens and Sir enters. Although it is not a working day, the gentleman is elegantly dressed. He wears a beige Italian suit, a heavy blue tie over an azure blue shirt, and very elegant black shoes.
