My slave, taped all over his body in mummification bondage, is powerless. His chastity device gets tighter and tighter the more I exert power over him. I tease and caress the little cage, enjoying his confusion between pleasure and frustration. When I give him a cold shower he can’t protest against it, continuing with that bittersweet torment would only make everything more complicated. I use my boots and gloves to boost excitement, and I can tell this little game is feeling like it will never end for him.