Tightly bound in a straightjacket. Bondage belts secured over you in layers, to insure complete and total immobility. The finishing touch. The cherry on my bondage bitch sundae? Chastity, of course. When I lock you up, I do so entirely. Every part of you. Mentally, physically. And before I leave you all alone to struggle as I go venture out to paint the town red with my girlfriends, I'm going to drive you mad. With my perfect, glistening rubber clad body. Sweet, sensually sadistic torment to remind you who is in control. Who have the keys to your freedom in the palms of their hands. Me. Show more