Tied up for hours, objectified, ignored. It's how I like my slaves. Treat them like the objects they are, and not like humans (because they're not). A good slave is out of sight, out of mind. A good slave is seen, not heard.

And that's exactly how my slave is. He's been tied up underneath the kitchen table for an hour or more. His arms and legs are sore from the restrictive rope bondage, binding up his limbs in frogties and wingties that are perilously suspended from the table. He has my worn panties on his head, the crotch conveniently on his nose, and his balls are tied in predic... Show more