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Handcuffed behind the back close-up
If you love handcuffs behind the back, in arresting positions, and really good CLOSE-UPS, enjoy my shares. Handcuffs, ropes, even NO bondage; I only focus on women's hands shown behind "PALMS OPEN,"
and showing more femininity. None of this tied "PALMS TOGETHER. Prayer position" nonsense. where is the fun in that? 🤷
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Amber's Cell
Amber slowly opened her eyes. There was not a world of difference between her eyes being shut and now, but her eyes would quickly adjust to the darkness. She was laying on her side on a shallow nest of straw that made up her bed. Carefully positioning her body upright, and then slowly raising to her feet. She was cold, but there was little to shield or prevent such things. The only clothes adorning her body were worn, frayed rags around her waist and chest, barely enough to cover her modesty.
Those, and the several cuffs and chains imprisoning her body. pinching the grey "skirt" of a rag to her body was a steel belt, containing various rings
Literature
Seperated by Steel 2
Separated by Steel, Part 2
"Opposites Attract"
My eyes slowly open, after an undetermined amount of sleep. There isn't much difference between my eyes being closed, and being open. There hasn't been for awhile now.
I am lying flat on my back, staring upwards. I don't normally sleep like this. I usually curl up in the fetal position, or sleep with my back against the corner. If I lie on my back, with my legs through the bars, I can almost reach my body's height, straightened out. Almost. I still have to scrunch my head down a little.
I raise my hand to the top of my cage, staring at it. It blurs into existence as my eyes focus on it, and f
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The chains rattle as I am locked into the yard cage that separated the dangerous, violent inmates like me from the regular GENPOP inmates. I go to sit on the bench, my chains continuing to rattle as I shuffle over to it. I kept my head lowered, looking at the ground, not so much humiliated by my chains as trained to keep my head lowered at all times. I don't bother to ask to have my restraints removed as I was too tired to do any exercising anyway, preferring to just sit down and feel the sun on my skin. I raise my head for a short time embracing the warmth of the sun on my face before hearing a soft voice, quickly lowering my head to look at the ground but glancing to see who it was. The voice belonged to a younger inmate maybe 18 or 19, she was a small blond and sweet looking thing, seeming out of place here. I was puzzled why she wasn't frightened of me, a tall, strongly built woman covered in an almost comical amount of restraints sitting on the bench in the cage. She spoke again
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A new Pauline story...just in time for Easter!
Yeah, I've been busy. Working on my PhD now, and between that and work much of my time is gone...and much of my free time isn't spent writing...and much of that time is spent on other writing project not related to imprisonment, bondage, petrification and whatnot. So, I finally found a bit of time to squeeze out this little nugget. It's something...and I hope you like it.
Yeah, I've been busy. Working on my PhD now, and between that and work much of my time is gone...and much of my free time isn't spent writing...and much of that time is spent on other writing project not related to imprisonment, bondage, petrification and whatnot. So, I finally found a bit of time to squeeze out this little nugget. It's something...and I hope you like it.
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love your stories - bare feet is very humiliating in bondage!