I don't have to overeat and eat at night, I know that, but I admit that sometimes I break this rule. And then it can also bring punishment. As in the following story. It's late at night, my husband is napping with me and I again have a great appetite for sweetness and food. I quietly get out of bed, go to the kitchen, and open the refrigerator. My favorite dessert is waiting for me in the fridge. Out of taste, I started eating dessert. When I suddenly find that a very disgusted husband is standing next to me. I'm shamed and quickly return the dessert to the fridge. But it's late, I know I'm...

I don't have to overeat and eat at night, I know that, but I admit that sometimes I break this rule. And then it can also bring punishment. As in the following story. It's late at night, my husband is napping with me and I again have a great appetite for sweetness and food. I quietly get out of bed, go to the kitchen, and open the refrigerator. My favorite dessert is waiting for me in the fridge. Out of taste, I started eating dessert. When I suddenly find that a very disgusted husband is standing next to me. I'm shamed and quickly return the dessert to the fridge. But it's late, I know I'm guilty, because I've promised my husband a few times that I won't overeat and eat at night. I suspect that this time my husband will punish me for this. And really, my husband is very angry with me. He hands me handcuffs and I have to put them behind my back. Then I have to sit in a chair to which my husband will uncompromisingly tie me. Especially my big belly is tightly tied so that you can see how big it is. And in a moment my belly will be even bigger, because my husband is going to feed me thoroughly. My husband is starting to feed me. I'm just guessing what I have to eat, because my eyes are covered by a latex blindfold. I know according to taste that I am to eat soup first, then a big yogurt. My stomach is starting to fill up and I feel like I'm overeating. But my husband continues to feed me. Now I have to eat a dessert that I had such a taste for a while ago. Now I eat dessert with reluctance. UFFF ... I eat dessert with the last of my strength, I growl, snort and burp. But it's not the end of my punishment, now my husband is stuffing a banana into my mouth, which I also have to eat. Only now is my fattening over. I promise my husband that I will not go out to eat at night, and this time I am definitely going to keep my promise. The husband I disturbed from napping continues to punish me. Before he unties me from the chair, he puts a ball gag in my mouth. He say it's a safeguard against having to put some more food in my mouth tonight. Then he takes me back to bed, the handcuffs on my wrists remain. My husband puts me to bed and covers me with a duvet. I will spend the rest of the night with my stomach full and my hands in handcuffs behind my back ... Oh yeah ...