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Exroteria
Tricia awoke to a disorienting and terrifying reality, shrouded in darkness and silence. As consciousness slowly returned, a wave of panic swept over her. She felt an unfamiliar weight encasing her entire body, restricting even the slightest movement. The realization struck her — she was encased in a body cast, rendering her completely immobile.
The muffled sound of her own breathing reached her ears, a stark contrast to the eerie silence that enveloped her. The earmuffs clamped over her ears seemed to seal off the world, leaving Tricia in an isolated realm of sensory deprivation.
Her attempts to open her eyes proved futile; they were sealed shut with tape, cutting off the visual connection to her surroundings. The absence of light plunged her into an unsettling abyss, amplifying her sense of vulnerability and disconnection.
A foreign sensation in her throat grabbed her attention — a tube was inserted, stretching down into her lungs. The mechanical rhythm of a ventilator became apparent as it forced air into her lungs and then out again. Each breath felt intrusive, a reminder of her dependence on the machinery for survival.
The catheter inserted into her urethra added another layer of discomfort and violation. The awareness of its presence, as well as the sterile, clinical environment surrounding her, intensified the feeling of helplessness. Tricia's mind raced with questions, but the inability to communicate, move, or even perceive her surroundings left her trapped in a nightmarish void.
In this surreal and nightmarish state, Tricia grappled with the unknown, her senses stripped away and replaced with an overwhelming sense of confinement. The combination of physical restraint, sensory deprivation, and the invasive medical apparatus plunged her into a disconcerting realm, where time seemed to lose its meaning, and the boundaries between reality and the terrifying unknown blurred into a haunting dreamscape.
You were not one for these large Hollywood social events... or any large social events really. But your wife, Margot, did occasionally force to come along to these.
Lately she made you come along more often. You quickly realized she needed you beside her. She always kept you close by. She seemed enjoy chatting with you more than anyone else.
You looked at the wedding ring around your finger then briefly down toward the chastity cage she'd locked around your cock. Your dick twitched as soon as you looked at it, your whole body started buzzing as your thoughts went to her.
Maybe that's why she enjoyed having you close a lot more. She made you travel with her all the time right after she locked you. Now ever since right before the start of the barbie promo tour, the only time the cage went off was on the airport.
You finished up in the bathroom and went back out to find Margot. You quickly noticed her in the crowd, looking amazing as always and that dress made her so fucking beautiful. It looks like she hadn't noticed you had to take a short break.
You decided you shouldn't get back empty handed and went to the bar first to grab a drink for her.
"Hey... there you are." She immediately noted with a sweet smile when you approached her. You smiled and gave her the drink you had picked up.
"Sorry, needed a quick bathroom break." You apologized. Margot took the drink from you and stepped closer. Her free hand quickly reached between your legs and gave you a good, hard squeeze.
"Nggg.... fffuck." You quietly muttered as pain shot through your body.
"You don't go away from me without telling me, love." She said with a smile keeping a firm grip on your balls.
"S.sorry." You apologized again in a pained voice, Margot squeezed you a little harder.
"S.sorry, Mistress." You quickly corrected before she let go of you. Your body trembled and you took a deep breath.
"That's better. I will have to punish you for this properly when we get to the hotel room tonight."
"Yes, Mistress." You reply, feeling a shiver shoot up your spine. You know a very red bottom for you is coming up.
"Good boy." She called you before taking a sip. She then took you by the hand and back to mingling. When you got home though you quickly were ordered to undress and stand facing the glass windows of the penthouse. Your shivered as you planted your hands on the wall feeling so exposed and vulnerable.
You could hear her walking behind you. "You know you've been a bit naughty today, don't you?" She asked you as you caught a hint of her in the reflection on the window.
"Y.yes, Mistress." You reply.
"Open your mouth." She then ordered you. As soon as you did she slid a gag into your mouth. She then moved to the bed and grabbed a whip.
Your breathing started to quicken as you started to anticipate your punishment. Soon you groaned and bit the gag as the whip struck your ass.
Margot did not go easy on you, striking you again and again leaving your groaning loudly. You constantly bit down on the gag.
Needless to say, after a good hard punishment followed by plenty of aftercare you ended up in bed ready to sleep with your caged cock nestled against her ass.
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