Encased in rubber, strapped and roped down to the table, ModeNarr is hooded in an incapacitating piece of Studio Gum headgear so he cant hear or see me. All he can do is react and suffer for my amusement. He hugs himself helplessly in the thick Mr S rubber straitjacket jumpsuit and tries to escape as I add more and more bondage. Once he can no longer struggle, it is time to finally unzip the suit and give him something to wiggle about! Prolonged chastity has made him desperate for any sensation he can get, even if it means getting laced down onto a plastic cbt board and sadistically teased with a vibrator.
