I was fortunate enough to spend a few days at the notorious Residenz Avalon in Berlin before it permanently shuts down. Not to mention, with some very skilled and beautiful Pro-Domme’s that seemed to take quite a lot of pleasure in keeping me locked up for the duration of my time there ????. We ended up shooting over 10 scenes that will all form one larger film. This scene, being the opener. To show my eagerness/ consent to my upcoming captivity, I was instructed to arrive at Avalon and step into the courtyard. There, I was to get undressed, fold and place my clothes on the ground next to m...

I was fortunate enough to spend a few days at the notorious Residenz Avalon in Berlin before it permanently shuts down. Not to mention, with some very skilled and beautiful Pro-Domme’s that seemed to take quite a lot of pleasure in keeping me locked up for the duration of my time there ????. We ended up shooting over 10 scenes that will all form one larger film. This scene, being the opener. To show my eagerness/ consent to my upcoming captivity, I was instructed to arrive at Avalon and step into the courtyard. There, I was to get undressed, fold and place my clothes on the ground next to me. A tub of cuffs, locks and other restraints was on the concrete next to where I set up. The ground was wet and cold from the rain, and covered in leaves and dirt/ grass. Quickly I arranged my clothes, and dug into the tub. I was so excited for what was to come, even though I truly didn’t know. Once I click the last cuff on my wrist I would be there’s to do with as they please. No turning back, and no possible way to escape. They had a 10,000 square foot building full of cages, suspension points, cells, bondage chairs, tables and even a hole in the floor to keep me stowed away for ages. They could keep me there for the rest of my life if the wanted to. A thought that made my cock throb. I cuffed my ankles, placed a ball-gag in my mouth, then layered a cloth over the top to secure it deep inside. I then secured a tight chain around my balls and locked it to my ankle cuffs. I tied a bandana over my eyes as a blindfold before configuring the last few cuffs. I then applied a second bandana blindfold just to ensure there was absolutely no sight possible. God forbid there was a key nearby (which there surely wasn’t), I didn’t even want the opportunity to get to it. When I did finally close the last cuff, I was in the most blissful state of agony imaginable. Such a strict hog-tie digs the cuffs into your skin quite harsh, my balls were stretched to the max every wiggle pulled at them even more. The gag spread my mouth open and made my jaw sore and soaked in drool. It was so dark and I couldn’t hardly hear a thing. The rain continued to drizzle on me as I felt the dirt and muck sticking to my skin as I rolled around. However, there was nowhere else I’d rather be. Right there, right then. An absolute helpless, bondage object. Ready to serve. Ready to be held in captivity for as long as my owners decided. This is who I am. This is what I signed up for.