"Focus on me", Dani had advised, when I had explained my anxieties about public submission; kneeling beneath her on a leash on the tube, with people looking at me and making sarcastic comments.
"You have to get used to it" she told me, when I begged her not to make me do it again. "I want people to see that you're my slave. It makes me feel powerful".
"You may look up at me" she granted and I looked up at her in awe. She did look powerful. And if I concentrated solely on her, I could block out the others.
"Focus on me" she said, "And it will become easier".
A fantasy caption by p. Pic by Cassandra Prosser (of course)
She has to, she just has to scratch that itch, just has to wipe that stream of annoying sweat, has to release the pressure at her bladder. She has to, she screams inwardly as she bucks and writhes and strains against the metal, and yet the metal does not budge. She sucks breath after bubbling breath from the thick and rotten-smelling liquid, and each laboured breath makes her struggle ever more valiantly, ever more uselessly against the metal bars which fix her in place.
No chains tether her, no cage impedes her progress, but for all her hours of struggling, she still stares fixedly at the same patch of floor, at the mitts which can find no purchase on the carpet. She needs to scratch, needs to wipe her dripping skin dry, but the itching and tickling only worsen the more she arches and twists her supple body against the metal, ravage and gnaw at her skin worse with each passing second she finds herself unable to scratch, unable to move for the thick and frame.
Strict and Stern, Firm and Fair #38-24
At her mercy 😍
RHEA RIPLEY WWE RAW, April 7th, 2025
Don’t Mind Him, He’s A Bit Shy.
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